PROLOGUE

"Do you think you have won?" He bellowed, while clutching his intestines that were pouring out of his ruptured stomach. He was lying in his own pool of blood, yet he had sworn to protect his powers till his very last breathe.

"Of course I have. All the powers now belongs to me," A well built man that stood above his dying body grinned.

A terrifying creature with a fire-breathing lion's head attached to a goat's body, ending in a serpent tail towered over both men with blood dripping from his long, pointy sharp teeth that were shinning red.

"Over my dead body," he spat.

"So shall it be, my dearest friend. So shall it be!" The man cackled wickedly.

"I would rather die with it, than submit to you. My generation would continue from where I stopped. I would not let you take over. Never!"

"How could you be so dumb? Have you forgotten how much distress the powers have caused you? Is it not as a result of the powers you are lying in your own pool of blood right now? Do you wish to pass this curse to your generation?"

"It is not a curse! It's a blessing," he said as he took his last breathe.