1 Irnog Boldroar

Ebraidel Empire, inside a fortress on a massive snowy mountain range system.

The Dwarf Ebraidel Empire's Royal Family, the Boldroar, were about to have a heir. The King, Igahr Boldroar, was very anxious about his wife, Milfel Boldroar, giving birth to his heir. Sitting on the throne, the king continued to mumble about the situation.

Thodam Hardflight, The King's counselor, from the King's Right Hand Family, The Hardflight, observed the King and best friend since childhood.

"You are about to become a father, Igahr. Stop being a fool and go to your wife." Thodam said with a smile.

"... You're right. Being here won't be of any help... As always, you're my savior, my friend." Igahr said seriously.

"Let's go, Thodam." Standing up from the throne and leaving the hall, Igahr called for Thodam.

"... Yes, Your Majesty." After glaring the throne for some seconds, Thodam responded with a glint in his eyes.

...

On the other side of the fortress, in a luxurious room, a woman was screaming to the top of her lungs. On her sides were four maids helping her.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! IT HURTS TOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!" Milfel Boldroar screamed from the pain.

"Just a little more, My Queen." A maid said seriously to Milfel.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Milfel screamed again but with determination in her eyes.

Slowly, a healthy baby came out and Milfel started to smile.

'You're my son... Irnog Boldroar! Heir to the throne!!' Milfel thought smiling to her son in her hands.

Unknown to everyone in the room, a figure was slowly emerging from the shadows.

'Kill everyone. The baby for last.' A voice ordered to the figure.

The figure dashed and killed a maid with a slash in the throat. Before anyone could react, the figure killed the other three maids.

Seeing the intruder killing the four maids so easily, Milfel glared the figure seriously with her son in her hands. Although weak due to the birth, Milfel is a Dwarf, physically stronger then almost every race on the planet.

In this life-threatening situation, Milfel systems started to run at 200%, almost 300% faster then the normal. Her eyes started to become bloody red and her muscles started to gather.

'... He killed my four maids in less then one second. This person is very strong...' Milfel thought with her eyes on the bodies of the maids; Turning her vision towards the door, she continued, 'This person appeared from the door's shadows... looks like i can't leave through the door... Then there is only one way!'.

Although Milfel could think about all that, it was less then 1 second for the intruder.

Dashing towards Milfel, the intruder slashed towards her neck to finish quickly. Evading the slash, Milfel took the blanket from the bed and tossed it towards the intruder. Slashing the blanket in two, the intruder was already too late, as Milfel jumped through the window, breaking it in various pieces.

Seeing that she will survive, the intruder started the pursue.

...

Almost on Milfel's room, Igahr started to walk faster. Touching the handle of the door, he suddenly stopped.

Turning his vision toward his chest, he saw a sword pierced through his chest.

"... Bas... tard... THODAM!!!!!!!" Igahr screamed to Thodam while coughing blood.

"... You shouldn't have left the throne, Igahr Boldroar." 'Thodam' said while his voice suddenly changed to a more sophisticated and less barbaric tone.

"... Elves, huh... scums, pieces of... *Cough*." Igahr said furiously but coughed blood soon after.

"... Are you crazy!? Do you want to start a war!?" Igahr screamed towards 'Thodam'.

"... Crazy?... We are Elves!! We have the RIGHT to rule the world." 'Thodam' suddenly started to talk but the sophisticated voice changed to a mad one.

"... With our new discovery about the Unknown Race's technology, we can finally eradicate every inferior being in this planet! NO! IN THE UNIVERSE!!" 'Thodam' screamed becoming madder and madder.

"... You are crazy if you think that we won't RETALIATE!?" Igahr suddenly screamed, taking out the sword from his chest forcefully and taking 'Thodam' in front of him on the neck.

Seeing that the king isn't killing him, 'Thodam' madly smiled and said, "Doesn't matter what you do to me anymore. Your wife and son are dead inside that room!".

"DAMN YOU!!" Igahr screamed putting all his strength on his hand and snapped 'Thodam' neck.

Seeing 'Thodam' changing to a dark-skinned elf.

'Dark Elf, huh...' Igahr thought while coughing ever more blood; Seeing his wound, he knew that he will die no matter what.

Slowly entering Milfel's room, Igahr immediately saw the maids bodies but no Milfel's body.

Sighing in relief, he saw the shattered window and saw the city outside.

Seeing fire on the building and the screams from outside, he knew that the fortress was under attack.

Taking out a horn trumpet from his waist, he started to blow it, alerting every single soldier and guard about the situation.

...

That day, was the start of the Magical War, 103 A.F.B.