Prologue

A Magician called Lab that lives for 1000 years. A magician who loves knowledge and live in a shadow to pursue it. He is a master disguise, live centuries after centuries for 900 years as a merchant pursuing money and knowledge.

In the last 100 years, he buried all of the treasures. Making a cave for him to research this particular problem, the end of him. In the past 900 years, he never understood that his seeming immortality could somehow end until he found the mystery of time and space.

To be exact, he found a treasure of prophecy in a form of a mirror. When he tried to activate the treasure, he could see the future that seems so bleak, he doesn't know when that horrible thing would happen, what he knows is the day will come.

In the mirror, he saw a sword in the middle floating without care, dim and unremarkable, but that sword could draw your attention even in the midst of doom. He shifts his attention and saw a person clothed in red, walking to that sword. He can't see the person's face, that person wore a red mask with golden runes that covers all of his faces.

He walked very gracefully, step by step, but he looked like he cannot come close to that sword. Suddenly, the gold runes on the red mask he wore, lighting up so bright illuminate the whole world, and he manages to get closer to that sword. He grabs the sword and chanting some unknown spell, the sword, as if gaining the vitality it's lost, starting to have a hue on the tip, from white to red, and finally the sword become blood colored sword.

He lifts the sword, and everything around it comes to a halt. Suddenly as if a statue come to life, the person wielding the sword shift his gaze to look at the magician outside of the mirror, he swings the sword at him with full force and the image stopped when the sword seems as if hitting the mirror.

The magician becomes so shocked and horrified. He didn't know what that means, or if that person really saw him and make a move at him, he looked at the mirror, he could see the person's gaze in that mirror as if he wants to murder him, as if he was so angry at him, and he saw that other than that person, everyone else who wore the same robe as that person was killing the other humans who scattered and running for their life.

After few minutes, the image is gone, and he can only see himself staring with puzzled and horrified expression at the mirror, he tried to once again activate the mirror and tried it more for 3 times after that but to no avail.

From that point on, the image of that person wielding the sword was haunting him, he wanted to save himself from him.

He lives the next 100 years in search of a counter of that sword. He never knows when that times come. He never knows who would make a move at him. He was always careful. All because he doesn't want anyone to know that he is a magician that found Immortality. To have himself die by greedy people. But that future seems so close. The future for this coward wizard to finally die.

One day a flash of massive lightning struck the cave. From outside you couldn't hear anything. But the Magician inside the cave was laughing so hard as if he had gone crazy. A bright shining Glove is in his hand.

"HAHAHA. I CAN FINALLY SAVE MYSELF. I WON'T DIE. THIS IS GREAT. THESE GLOVES WILL SAVE ME. I CAN LIVE. HAHAHAHA"

His maniac's laugh reverberating around the cave. He spent 100 years inside the cave for these Magical Gloves, no wonder he was so happy. But just a second after he finished laughing. Another lightning came down and struck him. He instinctively uses the Gloves to block the lightning and chanted a defensive spell around himself.

"Whoa, that's close. I almost die. Where is this lightning coming from?"

This was Lab's thought.

But then, another lightning came down, another one coming, another, and another and another. A total of 5 lightning. He kept the gloves on him. He tried so hard to keep himself safe with all the knowledge of defense he had. But the gloves could only save him from the lightning 5 times. The last lightning practically killed him on the spot.

What Lab didn't know was that the scale of the power the gloves had would not be accepted by the law of the world. What a way to die. Killed by the law of the world from the most powerful defensive weapon he made for protecting himself.