NightfallâŠAfter a hard dayâs work of preparing for the upcoming sandstorm, the sun descended behind the tall sand dunes and rocky mountains of Sageburrow and the sky turned black with stars shining overhead. The Wen Lief mages wore cloaks despite the hot weather in the day because once night falls, the desert is much colder than it was before the sun set. Damien and the Farroway children, exhausted from their water gathering duties, were sitting in one of the small circles of the cave with a campfire in the center. They were going to be staying her for the whole due to the sandstorm that would be coming tomorrow. They werenât sure how long the sandstorm would last but from what theyâve heard from the sages, itâs a really big one. Apparently, the sages have said it was an omen from Kayaji that meant there would be utter turmoil and chaos, though they werenât too sure what sort of chaos she meant. The Wen Lief mages would not take that lightly however, so they made sure to pack carefully, even have some extra provisions just in case, and they forbade anyone to go outside of the encampment.
The Farroway children were playing âA Few,â a game involving
Air,
Fire,
Earth, and
Water elements. Water beats Fire, Earth beats Water, Fire beats Earth, and Air beats Fire. Each of the children had to pick an element. If all elements are different, âA Fewâ is put into play and the order from weakest to strongest is switched and based on âA Few.â This made the weakest element Air and the strongest element water when â A Fewâ came into play. Whoever had the strongest element wings that match. This game have been played by the mages for ages, and itâs been said that other children not of mage descent have also picked it up. However, because they did not have the power to conjure up the elements like the mages did, they resorted to using more common items like rock, paper, and scissors, and they could not think of a fourth item so they left that alone and just switched to three. The Farroway children closed their eyes and concentrated on conjuring their desired element. After opening their palms and feeling the miniature versions of their elements dance on their hands, they counted to three and opened their eyes. Glen had gone with her favourite element Water, Willow had gone with Air, and Callen had gone with Fire.
âThat means I win!â Glen said happily.
âNo fair!â Willow said. âI was going to beat Callen with Air!â
âNu uh!!â Willow disagreed. âSince we all have different elements, âA Fewâ comes into play and since I have water, the strongest element, I win.â
âDamien??? Is she even right?â Willow asked.
Damien was busy studying the notes he had gathered along the trip as well as some others that he had taken down before to brush up and commit them to memory. Along the way, he had added to his own hand drawn map of Sageburrow Desert the oasis as well as drawing a couple of humped creatures that were tall, sand colored, and had rather short ears. He had asked the sages about it but as he always noted, although they were wise with predictions and past and some other knowledge, they were not very knowledgeable about new information. Damien decided to name them: Sand Dashers for when they caught sight of Damien and the Farroway children, they ran so fast, sand had trailed behind them as though they were creating their own mini sandstorms. He took note of their advantages and decided to one day see if he could tame them. When Willow asked Damien the question, he looked up from his brown leather journal and looked at the three of them and their elements.
âYes Willow, Glen is right she wins, but âA Fewâ is meant for four people, no more and no less.ââThen why donât you come and play with us for a bit Damien?â Glen asked.
âCareful Damien, Glenâs a cheater!â Willow said sticking her tongue.
âGlen cheat! Glen cheat!â Callen said laughing.
Just then, Damienâs mother Helena came into the circle and said, âItâs time for the Farroway children to go to bed. Itâs already close to midnight. They shouldâve been back with their parents a long time ago!â
âAwww!! Canât we stay up please?â all three of them begged at once.
âNow now, you three need to rest and Damienâs going to have to do some work around the encampment,â Helena urged.
Helena took the three Farroway children back to the tent where they lived with their parents. Damien decided that it was time to head back and get some rest. Who knew what the mages would subject them to? He motioned for the water in a nearby bucket to flow towards the water, using his right hand and concentrating hard with his mind for the water to flow. The water had risen above the bucket following the gesture of his right hand and with a flick towards the glowing flame, the water was sent towards the campfire to extinguish it. As he walked towards his familyâs tent, he noticed the cave was still lit up from all of the other campfires though they would be put out soon as no one wanted to stay up lest they be called for the night watch to record the exact timing of the sandstorm. The cave was a dark grey lined with limestone and some stalagmites hanging overhead. He wondered as a child whether they would fall down on him or not, so he made sure to master earth just in case.
Destiny AwaitsâŠUpon reaching the violet tent, Damien ran inside and immediately lay down on his back, loving the chance to catch some sleep. He would have fallen into a deep slumber that wouldâve been hard to wake him up from had he not felt a searing pain coming from his right hand.
ââAHHH!!â Damien yelled.
âWhat the heck is up with my hand??â Damien asked. He pressed it firmly with his other hand trying to keep the pain subtle but it wasnât working. His father came into the tent and saw Damienâs face scrunched up in pain and him gripping his hand tightly.
âDamien!?! Whatâs wrong!?â Aluden asked worried.
âDad, I donât know whatâs happening, my hand suddenly burns like hell! Itâs my spell casting hand. Whatâs wong with it?ââLet me see your hand Damien!â Aluden demanded reaching out for his hand.
Damien tried his best and reached out to his father with the hand that was in pain. Aluden grabbed it by the palm and turned it over. His eyes were suddenly wide open and he gasped staring into his hand as though he was going to have a heart attack.
âDad what happened to my hand?â Damien asked nervous that he might not be able to spell cast again.
âSon, take a look at this! Donât you recognize this symbol?â Aluden said shoving Damienâs hand to his face. Damien looked at the back side of his right hand and saw a swirling symbol that was glowing for the moment.
ââIt canât beâŠbut Iâm notâŠâ Damien muttered. He quickly grabbed his equipment to try and find the journal he stashed so he can make sure. Flipping through the pages of the book he went to the section called, âProphecyâ and tried to look for the symbol that he noted from the sages. He stumbled upon the section titled âCometâ which told about how in eighteen years, seven heroes would be born on the night of a passing comet and would be branded with its mark. It is these chosen heroes that would overthrow the evil queen. Next to the text he saw a picture of the mark which he drew long ago. Comparing the swirling pattern on his hand to the one in his book, he found that they were a match. Damien couldnât believe this! He was right! The Chosen heroes are real and whatâs more was that
he was one of them! There was however one thing he wanted to make sure of just in case this wasnât some trick played on by the Farroways or some other mage.
âWait Dad, just to make sure, did anyone see a comet pass overhead?âBut when Damien turned his dad wasnât anywhere to be found. Damien went outside the tent wondering where his father had gone off to when he saw him running back to him huffing and puffing.
âDamien! I went over to the night watch and they saw it! A comet had flown across the sky! Itâs a sign from Kayaji!â Alucard said excitedly but in a whisper. âI canât believe in. My own sonâŠa chosen hero⊠Damien, youâll join the group that is going to overthrow Bandrial!â
âI knowâŠâ Damien said trailing off into his thoughts.
âArenât you excited for this son?â Alucard asked concerned.
âYeah but, that means I have to leave Wen Lief. I have to go on a journey to find the other heroes and I have to leave you, mom, and the FarrowaysâŠâAlucard could see that his son was torn between his own destiny and his own familyâs safety, but then he noticed a light in Damienâs eyes as he shouted,
ââIâM GOING TO FINALLY GO OUTSIDE OF WEN LIEF WOOOO!!!â He then covered his mouth with his hands realizing he just shouted his escape out loud. Luckily everyone was either asleep or almost sleepy and didnât care. He sighed for relief and then told his father to help him prepare for the journey. His father agreed and they started packing the essentials in a small knapsack that wouldnât overwhelm him much.
It took about an hour to make sure that everything was ready. He packed some water, food, a spell book, a map of Aurora (though itâs very outdated), and some ink for the fountain pen that Damien used to write in his journal. He brought his small strap with the compartment for the journal as well, hoping to finally confirm or debunk the knowledge he gathered from the mages over the course of eighteen years. Damien thought he was ready and was about to sneak past the night watch to the entrance when his father whispered, âWait!â
Damien looked back and saw that he was accompanied by the Farroway children who seemed a bit sleepy as though they were woken up from their slumber.
âWhatâre you guys doing here?â Damien asked.
Glen spoke up first saying, âWe wanted to see you off before you went Damien. I canât believe that youâre the chosen one.â
Damienâs eyebrow went up when Glen had mentioned him as the chosen one.
Willow came up next and said, âDonât worry, we wonât tell anyone we promise.â
Sleepy little Callen then walked side to side towards Damien and reached his legs before falling over and hugging them. âWeâll miss you Damie. Please come back soon!â
Damien could feel his tears well up but he tried to stay strong and hold them back for the others seemed to be close to crying as well.
âDonât worry Callen, Iâll be back I promise.â Damien said before clutching Callen into his arms.
Aluden then spoke up carrying more items saying, âDamien, there are a few more things you should take.â
He handed a pair of sandstorm goggles, a dark purple sash, and a rope that seemed attached to something. Damien pulled on the rope and one of the Sand Dashers came out from the shadows humming a âHooouuhhnn.â
âIf you havenât forgotten thereâs going to be a sandstorm very soon. Iâm not sure if youâll make it outside of Sageburrow by then but just in case you happen to get caught in it keep these around your neck.â Damien obeyed and Aluden continued. âThe sash goes around your mark. We wouldnât want Bandrial or anyone else catching you as the Chosen hero of the comet. Put around and wear your gloves as well as special protection. Lie that you have been slightly injured in that area and need some covering to prevent infection. Make sure you donât reveal the mark to anyone unless they are the other heroes.â Damien wrapped the purple cloth around his hand and covered both of his hands with his black gloves. He looked nervously at his right hand remembering the pain and the mark that had been placed on him just an hour ago and then he continued to listen to his fatherâs instructions. âAnd lastly this âSand Dasherâ you call it is actually something the mages have learned to tame and use in my area of work. I thought this would be useful so you can outrun the sandstorm better than on foot. Climb on it Damien.â Damien obeyed and steadied the Sand Dasher to mount on it. The Sand Dasher brayed a bit before settling down with its owner on its back. When Damien looked back at his father and the three Farroway mages, he saw them conjuring elements and aiming them towards the nightwatch. âLastly, on my signal you make the Sand Dasher go and make a run for it! I love you son. Make us proud.â Damien told him,
âI love you too,â before his father shouted, âNOW!!!â Damien used the reigns of the Sand Dasher to signal for it to run and the Sand Dasher headed for the exit. Just before the night watch could make a barrier of earth, a combination of waterballs, air blasts, rock upheavals, and flashes of fire scared it off and Damien was able to escape the Wen Lief encampment and headed straight for the exit.
Awakening In a New Area: MallowpineWhen Damien woke up, he realized he was somewhere new. No longer did he see sand and dust around him. There was actually luscious green grass growing all over and dirt! Brown muddy coarse dirt! Damien wondered how he made it alive out of the desert. He remembered some flashbacks to the journey. The sandstorm had actually started to come up just as he saw the exit out of Sageburrow that was given away by the two crescent rock formation that seemed to point down as though to poke any trespassers. He had urged the Sand Dasher to hurry on but it was tired and so the sandstorm got to them. He had put on his goggles and his cloth mask before the sandstorm had gone over them, but there was zero visibility. Luckily the Sand Dasher seemed adapted to the sandstorm for it still followed Damienâs order to charge on ahead, remembering that it was straight across. Somehow they had made it over but afterwards it was foggy. He did remember witnessing some sort of commotion and using his magic to conjure a water bubble to hide inside a nearby river, but he doesnât recall how he got onto this road that he was in. More importantly, where was the Sand Dasher?
He hoped that there would be someone that he can ask for information around to at least get his bearings. Damien had no idea where to even look for such heroes of light, but he did remember nothing what kind they were. He read the passage that he noted on the seven heroes of light:
Seven new roles will be assigned.
The Archer whose life is falling apart,
Shall pierce an arrow into your heart,
The Swordsman, whose blade is pure and true,
Shall rid the world of the likes of you,
The Shape shifter who never knew his past,
Will make sure that breath will be your last
The Mind controller, who is hurt deeper than skin,
Will make sure you never live again.
The Healer, soul full of precious light,
Will trap you with your hate and spite
The Mage, elements at his control
Will return the throne you lustfully stole
The Necromancer, who makes the dead alert,
Will haunt you with the ghosts of the people youâve hurt
Damien noted his position as the Mage and liked his line âWill return the throne you lustfully stole.â
âSo I need to find an archer, a swordsman, a shape shifter, a mind controller, a healer, and a necromancer,â Damien said to himself. This was going to take some work. He then turned and saw a beautiful girl cloaked with a dark cape and a hood that was down. She seemed to be heading towards Damienâs direction. From another direction coming his way as well was a man who seemed armored with a sword. He wondered whether these two people can help and so called out to the two,
âHey, you there girl in the cape and you swordsman, can I ask a bit of assistance? I seem to have lost my way and need help!â Little did Damien know that he was going to be meeting with the chosen Healer and Swordsman themselves.