The first of those to come - Short Fantasy story

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I woke up again in the same prison. It was a prison no matter what they say or do, I have a servant, the food I crave, and the relatively free space I can move around. In fact, it might have been a worse kind of prison rather than being pushed into some damp and wet cell far below the lagum of this castle. And that freedom of movement implied just my room, one room that was made to be a makeshift library to shorten my time. Actually as much as I deserved, this was more than generous. I thought this faithful, crazy people did not know all of my magic reach, but so far they have really done their job well.

The servants had blindfolds, and they never spoke more than necessary. None of the items in my area it could not be used as a weapon. On the walls of my room, I could feel the once-present shadows of swords that are adorned the whole wall but it was now empty. Better yet, the sword in my hands was the same as the death sentence for them. The door that leads to my quarters were reinforced with gold. I know, it sounds weird but it's a metal that makes it impossible to use mine
magic well as well as some other talents.

I have long been reconciled to fate. It only made me sad that I got here with someone else's fault. I remember the First Magician of my Order how he issues me an order involving another person on that assignment. And then, it seemed to me, I could have anticipated the beginning of my downfall. This is exactly the downfall that brought me here. Now I am left in the hands of these unbelievers blinded by the wrong by faith, who are not seeking knowledge. The irony, though they took all the measures, I wasn't sure they actually knew who I was yes. But years and years of training have instilled in me that surrender is never an option, even when the last drop of blood expires from the body. Maybe they even knew who I was? But no one called me one of the many names they have for me. Ice blade,
Blood Sword, True First.

It takes me a while to regain my strength this far from the Source. Only a couple of Mags could use theirs powers this far. I'm one of them. And the killer. And half-God. And the first of those to come.


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A very enjoyable story, I like the revealing of information as it goes on. Thank you.

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I am very glad you like it! There will be more stories, I would like to hear more from you about them. :)

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