The prince of Winged

The prince of Winged

Diamant Raobelina

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Yzvalthes, the great winged empire, and pride of Eyel galaxy, has finally decided to sign a peace treaty with its decadal rival - Aedor, in order to restore balance in all systems. But the great event was interrupted by terrible attacks, perpetrated by the evil organization VARDOG, supported by traitors on both sides. Emeon - the king of Aedor was unfortunately killed during the invasion, but his daughter, Princess Airine, managed to escape, thanks to the loyalty of friends. A few years later, Duke Alfagus - the new ruler of Aedor, discovered Airine's shelter and sent assassins from Deeha to kill her and thus extinguish the line of the royal family that he hated so much. It was not counting Myrhes Jeugalk, the former prince of Yzvalthes, and the young prodigy of the galactic foundation of Gaazal entrusted to protect Airine and who immediately became her greatest ally.

Chapter 1 Prologue - In the Eyel Galaxy

Far, far away in the infinite depths of the eternal universe, there existed a rich and prosperous galaxy, named Eyel, an illustrious name given by the assembly of the great wizards, and which meant in the ancient language - domain of the winged, for this galaxy was distinguished from all others by the beauty and power of this race.

The winged were a proud and talented people with destructive power, whose mother star, a planet as immense as it was fertile, bore the name Yzvalthes. A name chosen by its creator, a ruler cursed in body and mind, whose wings were broken by his own son as punishment for his sins. The latter, now emperor in his turn, poured all his magic on the once deserted lands of the planet to honor his father, and thus keep their history alive.

And so it was.

And over the centuries, Yzvalthes, as magical as ever but with a dazzling modernity, had become the center of Eyel, and in the heart of which the winged people themselves had built a high city that they gave to the imperial family as a home, and which has since been considered sacred by all.

But this empire, so great and omnipotent, arousing all the covetousness of the worlds, had as a rival a nation whose inhabitants were equally proud and tenacious, and renowned for their formidable mastery of the elements: it was the free kingdom of Aedor, ruled by the Koroth dynasty for eleven generations. These two great nations of Eyel had long opposed each other in all fields, whether economic, cultural or magical, and had always sought to reach the ultimate summit of power. And if the Yzvalthians kept a permanent lead over the Aedorians, the latter, unable to acknowledge their defeat and resign themselves to second place, accelerated their race, improving their abilities in the field of technology and spells.

However, this endless and overrated rivalry between these two titans caused immeasurable damage to the other planets, dramatically influencing the way of life and balance of their inhabitants. So much so that each Nation was forced to choose a side in order to live in a relatively satisfactory peace. It was an order of life based on injustice, narcissism, hatred and indifference - all the ugliness that could constitute evil flowed deep into the veins of all the existing systems of the galaxy, poisoning the minds and hearts of every people, and eventually making them dependent on darkness. Integrity, charity and sincerity were noble notions that seemed to be inexorably losing their meaning.

But soon, as a new day dawned over all of Eyel, unimaginable but real news spread across the lands and promised to usher in a new era for the galaxy, one that all peoples had agreed to call "the dawn of time." In short, Aedor and Yzvalthes, the two superpowers of the Eyel Galaxy, age-old rivals on all fronts, finally agreed to sign the act of peace that would restore balance to all systems. A unique and historic event that, after a universal vote, would be realized and celebrated on Aedor.

The new Emperor of Yzvalthes, hiding his sorrow and torment, prepared himself for the act of his life. But before that, he had to accomplish a very important and sensitive mission: to accompany his nephew to the planet Maldeos to entrust him to the great galactic foundation of Gaazal.

However, with each birth of light and its pure desire to spread its glittering wings to illuminate every being with its beauty, the darkness, tempting and destructive, emerged in turn to extinguish it. VARDOG, the organization of evil, led by a being as powerful as he was elusive, had recruited the most sordid beings imaginable: traitors, assassins, forgers and all those who worshipped darkness, and worse, ensured the unconditional loyalty of these damned souls.

Conscious or not, the clairvoyants sensed the coming of a great change, but it did not necessarily mean a change for the better.

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