Description
Zaran isn't a normal prince. He has grown tired of the luxury and wants to be an adventurer. One day he left the palace of Centium and found a glistening chasm, with his friend. He found a set of stairs and wandered down the eerie path. He came across a crested box and opened the lid. Twelve,colorful,smokey mists formed out of the center. One went inside his nostrils. The other ten shimmered out into the real world. What he remembers is he just released twelve major magic forms. The Sadrios; the magic of Time. The Valarious; the magic of Destruction. The Crades; the magic of Creation. The Narox; the magic of Hope. The Yara; the magic of Life and Death. The Opalatzi; the magic of Night. The Lozas; the magic of Doom. The Waeriy; the magic of Day. The Matarop; the magic of Fire. The Upar; the magic of Water. The Dasip; the magic of the Sky. The Gaserit; the magic of Earth. Which one did he inhale? But, who absorbed the other eleven? What will Zaran have to overcome? Read on to figure out.
The Promise
