Description
Once upon a time, there was a kingdom, the kingdom of Aberdare. The king had four sons, all around the same age, that wanted to rule as king. The kingdom was big, and it was difficult to be ruled by one, and to be controlled. The king was tired of having money stolen away from him by dirty tax collectors, and trusted his four noble sons to be good kings, so he divided the kingdom in four. But the youngest son was angry. He was given the smallest part of the kingdom, and felt betrayed by his father and brothers, but there was nothing he could do. His brothers would defeat him is he would ever do something. That was, until he found his secret weapon... Fear started to spread through the kingdoms of his brothers. There was a mythe, of a warrior, that lived in the kingdom of the youngest brother. The warrior, with eyes dead black as its soul, as fast as the wind, and as strong as a bear. But even more horrendous, a warrior that could fill you up with so much fear, that everyone who did escape went crazy.
Prologue
