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Prologue

An era of darkness has descended upon us.

We have felt it in the earth...the very balance of Creation trembles as the venom of evil pulses through its veins. The forest weeps...the volcanoes shake...the waters ripple...the sands swirl...time is against us in the war for life.

It began eons ago, in the days of old, when demons walked the earth as a plague upon the lands they ruled. The world was newborn, and the gods lived among the immortal elves, the firstcomers of the new age. All was in harmony and the balance between good and evil remained. This land of peace came to be called Lemahna-hai, the Jewel of Heaven.

But in the heart of evil grows a desire for power.

The demons grew restless. They had feasted on the flesh and blood of the people on their lands, until the supply of food was drained. Hungry and malevolent, they soon set their soulless eyes on the lush green fields of the elves, and the magical inhabitants within.

The birthpeace that had lasted for years forced the elves into a state of ignorance about the ways of battle, and they were ill prepared to defend themselves against the vicious attack. They could only flee in terror as the demons preyed upon them like animals, and the dying fell around them.

In an effort to save their precious creations, the gods gathered and whirled like a hurricane against the demon legions. But the demons were many, and the gods could not hold them for long. Lemahna-hai was too large, and they could not agree long enough to counter an attack.

Finally, the High God Dargonath called his underlings together, and revealed his plan: a warrior for the gods, born to the elven race, to lead his people into battle and recreate the wasted world.

The Chosen One.

Each of the gods added a gift to the sparkling life that gathered between them. They gave strength to subdue the dark forces and drive them back to the Dark Realm. They gave courage to stand firm before the terrifying evil of the demons of darkness. They gave wisdom to learn the weaknesses of foes and know the land upon which would be guarded.

They continued to bestow their grace upon the Chosen One until the elven warrior was little less than a god himself. And with the treasures inside him and the heavenly deities protecting him, the Chosen One prepared his people and marched them into battle.

Under the Chosen One's command, the good creatures of Lemahna-hai fought with everything they had against the demons preying upon them. The demons were powerful, but they were not prepared for the strengths of the elven leader. This bloody and brutal war lasted for almost two hundred years, the immortality of the elves and the demons trying to outlast each other. And so it came to be called the Immortal War.

The demons were fueled by evil, but an even stronger driving force was spurring the creatures of good on to victory.

They wanted their freedom. They wanted their peace. They wanted to live in a world that was not crawling with demons waiting to kill, evil beasts of hell that lived off of blood and the destruction of other kinds. They wanted a pure world, clean of demonkin forever.

And by the hand of the Chosen One himself, the demons were defeated.

With the aid of the loving and proud gods, the Chosen One forced the demons back through Darkgate, the earthly entrance of the Black Realm. There they were sealed up for all of eternity, feeding only off of the souls sent to them in darkness and now, many ages passed from the Immortal War, the sacrifices from those following in Evil's footsteps.

Through the river's flow of time as it has continued and affected all things, there has always been a Chosen One to protect Lemahna-hai from evil's death-bearing touch. The warrior anointed by the gods themselves walks among us...prepared to battle with the demons should they break free of the seal on the Darkgate.

They wait, patiently, vengefully, to be awakened once again.

Now their threat has returned...

We, the Faery Guardians of Forest, Volcano, Lake and Desert, have felt the shift in the balance of good and evil. The demons have stirred, and their contacted evil sends a tremor through our world...

We cannot protect our people much longer. Their power grows through the one who has summoned them. Soon, it will be too late...

The Chosen One must save us. Only the warrior, the hero, the savior, can rescue us from torment and death at the hands of our merciless enemies.

Come to us, Chosen One! We are strong in our care for those in our lands, but we can only do so much. You must embark on a great journey, the journey to fulfill your destiny, the journey to save us all...

Arise, little hero, for your time is dawning...