Prologue

The night sky was abnormally dark, loud bursts of thunder could be heard allover the continent of Zera, far north in the Kingdom of Buersh there was a large plain that sat between two huge mountains, in the middle of that pain laid a small farm house. Outside the farm house the only sound that could be heard other than the booming thunder was the crackling flames held in seven torches trapped by the grips of seven hooded figures. The seven hooded figures were gathered around a not so small hole filled to the brim with books and scrolls, the silence was broken when one of the hooded figures finally spoke, "It is time" with a voice powerful enough to rival the thunder in the sky the largest hooded figure spoke these simple words. The smallest hooded figure then proceeded to through their torch into the hole filled with books and scrolls, then the large hooded figure proceeded to say "I know this is a hard sacrifice for all of us, but it is a necessary one" the atmosphere then became cold and silent for a long time until the large hooded figure boomed again "may our legacy be forgotten, and tales of our adventures be reduced to ash, the age of the Hero..." the booming voice began to quake "END"

2,000 years later...

In a small village on the southern side of Zera nearing the Kingdom of Gordier, a small boy tired after spending the entire day returned home to find his mother crying on the kitchen floor, when the boy asked his mother what was wrong she replied with something the boy never expected "your father has been recruited into the Gordierien army". In that moment the boy began to remember rumors about how the Gordierien army would sacrifice their own men to secure even the smallest of victories that didn't even warrant the loss of life, the boy began to worry about his father, although his father was the best swordsman in the village, the village was small, and the world was big. His mother simply looked at the boy with tears in her eyes and said "my sweet boy, don't you ever, ever, ever get involved with those Gordierien swine" and with fear in her voice the only thing she could say was "do you understand me Cliff".