looking for my father

the easiest way to find someone is to have a infomation net work... but first i should get stronger, and let a few years past...

i decided to make a name for myself while i was at it... becoming widely known in this kingdom... and that would be easily done by joining a guild, or becoming a hero of the nation.

(btw parts of this fan fiction was inspired by another fan fiction on here, called the transformation mage, check it out)

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i would live through out the large war that was about to begin...

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Lucifer was 10 years old, during this time, as 4 years had passed...

during this time, he had become renowned as a SSS class mage, solving many problems for the people, that would require immense strength... some people even refered to him as the 'Dark King' and slayer of all things evil... of course they also told tales of his cold and callousness, to their was equal parts fear, and equal parts awe....

many kingdoms had offered him a position in nobility, or even offered to marrry their daughters to him... but their efforts were for naught.

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Acnologia followed closely behind the child... he knew nothing of him, but he felt a certein kinship to him... like he was suppose to him in the future...

he had signed to become a dragon slayer, one of the things he loathed the most, was dragons...

Irene had suggested at the council to introduce dragon slayer magic...

as a triple S class mage i was revered by all countries.... and was granted the a title of my choosing... witch was wizard saint

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i was called to the kingdom of Dracthae, while i was in magnolia, exterminating dark guilds...

to be more percise, i was called by irene.

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arriving at the capital, were massive towering buildings, and mansions... it was a bustling capital, where the dreams of many came flocking to here... it was the captial named Dragonof...

arriving at the palace, i was welcomed with open arms, by the king himself...

he had scarlet hair and a great beard... that made him look wise... one could also feel that e had a decent amount of magic power but it was negliable compared to myself of course....

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King of Dracthae

i saw the youth, witch was a 10 year old prodigee, also known as the dark knight of dracthae, who had helped my kingdom, and ruling greatly, he was the dark hero of the people, who was equally respected and feared as the dark horse. of the nation...

i have to be careful not to get one his bad side....

welcoming the figure with open arms... i saw him, dark blond hair that cascaded down his back, dark amber eyes, that seemed to pierce through ones soul, and a slender figure, couild be seen dispite him wearing exquisite pitch black armor, and sword that rested upon his hip....

so this is the 'dark knight' also known as the 'dark king' due to his immense battle prowess.... and majesty... i could certeinly feel it...

immeadiatly deciding to treat him as an equal... i bowed lightly towards the bow, witch shocked those around me to no end... and they immeadiatly saluted the figure as well...

when he finally reached a comfortable distance, he spoke coldly, and aloofly... "what have i been called for? if its a waste of my time, ill destroy your palace."

a cold sweat, dripped down my brow as i heard those words.... just when a soldier was about to speak up for their king.... a tremendous amount of magical pressure exuded out from his body, crushing the pavement with ease, and sending out a large shockwave in all directions... creating massive spider webbed cracks beneath his feet....

the power he displayed, was so high that a dark mist was created around his body... and seemed to suffocating everyone present, the entire capital could feel a hand, drifting up to their throats... and squeezing it ever so slowly...

it was that dark and evil....

and the cause?

the guard that spoke in disrespect towards him...

he was at the center of the directed pressure, he pissed himself and died, choking death from the pressure...

i felt an urge to prostrate myself before him, and beg for my life... due to the fear i felt towards him now...

killing someone with magic power alone? monstrous....

this also showed a blatent disregard and care for me as a ruler but lets ignore that

"i promise, this wont be a waste of your time... i have a request for you. please lets talk inside."

it took all of my will to talk to him normally despite the pressure...

slowly he pulled in all his magical energy, and he began to walk past me, and into the palace, without a care in the world, as he owned the place....

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