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Thea king

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Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on earth. It was Theia's magical world. And that was a fairy tale.A fairy the size of a small child with skin as pale as snow, red hair as fire, and green eyes as forests. Dressed in the finest white dress, woven with cobwebs.Born from Theia's warm insides, she came as her messenger, prophet, and messiah. Admired by all living beings and protected by the eight most powerful creatures in that world, dragons.She spent her days in a radiant natural palace made of mountains and ice.Sitting alone. Not that she knew anything else.Thus time passed, until, on a hot spring day, a butterfly flew between the mountains and glaciers, and as if it were only there for this cause, it lands on the wrist of the fairy.The fairy has no reaction at all, nor does she move, she stands there as she has for a long time, staring at the blue and black wings of the butterfly. This one stays there for a few moments, spreading its wings as if it were going to stretch just to close it then, suddenly as if it had changed its mind, flaps its wings again, and passes through the colossal columns of ice, disappearing from the castle.Now a new sparkle appeared in the fairy's eyes, curiosity.It slowly rises, opening and closing its own transparent wings as it gazes at the fissure through which the butterfly had disappeared from view.One step, wings open, another step, wings close, one more step, and opening and closing gain a faster pace. Soon, the fairy's feet no longer touch the ground.It starts slowly floating on the smooth ice then goes up a little and a little bit more until it is in front of the crack that illuminated the room.She comes closer and peers outside.There are many things that she saw for the first time, the trees, the flowers, the animals, the insects, the sun, and the wind.Amazed, the fairy flies over the surrounding forest.Going higher she flies over a hill and even higher she finds herself on a mountain.The fresh air, the noises, the humidity, all those things made her happy.Then, a butterfly is caught in a dragonfly's boat, which then flutters its elongated wings in front of the fairy, the fairy follows.A beautiful bird also approaches the fairy and, ignoring it, goes to the dragonfly and devours it in one peck.The fairy begins then, following the bird.The bird flies down towards a leafy tree, snuggling up on one of its branches, at this moment, a huge hawk dives from the sky and catches the bird, killing it immediately and then put it between its claws and fly away again.Likewise, the fairy begins to follow the hawk.The hawk flies and flies for a short time in the same direction.Then a boy stealthily sneaks through the forest floor following the hawk.The hawk finally lands on a high rock in a mountain stone wall.The boy seizes the moment and takes the rope of a bow and arrow he was carrying.A few moments before the bowstring that aimed at the great bird is fully stretched, a chirp is heard.Small miniatures of the hawk with few feathers jump from the gap in the wall towards the great hawk, they were young.The boy stops, hesitating before his prey is totally distracted.He watches the hawk mother feed the chicks for a moment and finally lowers the bow and keeps the arrow back in the quiver he was wearing on his belt.Totally losing interest in the hawk that he had been chasing for a long time, he turns and walks along the same trail from which he came.The fairy, surprised, begins to follow the boy.It passes through bushes and skips streams as it dodges large trees to a clearing with a mud hut in the center.The boy stopped by the door and before entering and said:- I know you've been watching me since I started following the hawk, I'm Raaja, what's your name? Would you show yourself to me? I promise not to hurt you.The fairy who understood little of the boy's words remained in hiding and the boy responded by closing the door behind him:- Okay, well, I don't care if you follow me.The hut was occupied by six people, the boy, his sick father, three younger sisters, and the mother who took care of everyone.For the next few years, the fairy watched the human boy and his family.The boy killed like all other animals, to eat, but he left no remains, from leather he made clothes from bones, soup, organs, dog food and fat, soap and oil for torches.He killed any animal that managed to shoot an arrow, but never cubs, mothers, fathers, or pregnant women, even if these were the easiest prey.Gradually the fairy approached the boy, following him more and more closely and once while whispering advice.Until one day she showed herself to the boy and said:- I am the fairy, protected from the eight dragons, the personification of Thea and I like your ideas and motivations.Amazed by the beauty of the fairy and shocked by his statement, the boy hesitates before kneeling on the forest floor and answering:- Since you have been following me, all I wanted was to know who or what shows such interest in me, now that I have seen you the only thing I want is a favor.He raises his head and looks into the sunset orange eyes of the fairy and continues:- Would you do me the favor of accompanying me for the rest of my short life in my dream of building a kingdom where every one of my races can be happy?The fairy accepted and the following days ran like the wind.With the help of the fairy, the boy traveled from village to village convincing them to move, bringing them together in one place, and delegating the different tasks that helped everyone equally, based on what they were good at.In a few years, the population increased and the village became a kingdom, the boy became a man and a king, the fairy became queen and mother of a beautiful and healthy prince with white hair and red eyes. Raaja named his son Draco.Everything was going well except for the occasional massacres that were carried out on the borders of the kingdom by wild creatures sometimes superior to humans in strength, agility, speed, and mastery of weapons.Since humans are now reproduced in abundance, the strongest wild creatures much more preferred to attack a meat-filled village than to hunt in the dense mountain forests.After one of the biggest massacres by a band of Ghouls and Goblins Raaja bowed to his queen for the second time, finally using his second wish. He asked for his help, the humans needed to get stronger or they would not survive to see the next few years.The convinced fairy told him about a rare metal in the cave of one of the eight dragons that could be shaped into a sword to absorb the force of any living being that cut and would return it to the bearer of the object.With this idea in mind, the king organized all of his best soldiers, blacksmiths, doctors, and anyone else who could be of use, including his own son, to set off towards the cave.Once there, the protector of the cave was a giant white Dragon, who gave them passage as soon as he recognized the aura of his protected fairy in the little prince. Raaja and his team were able to extract enough ore from the cave to forge several swords. The first sword was given to the king.The fairy stayed in the castle waiting for the king's return with the old farmers and children.What she didn't expect, is that Raaja had killed the White Dragon.Even so when the king returned, he and his companions were welcomed as heroes with a great festival.During a speech in the central square where the humble boy's hut that he had once stood, when everyone who had made the trip was present, he knelt before the fairy once more and apologized to her on behalf of the entire humanity.Confused, the fairy had no time to react to the king's sword, the boy for whom she had given her heart, which now pierced the same.After tasting the power, he and everyone else who had participated in the trip had created an addiction.After that, they had secretly planned the death of the queen, the most powerful being in all Theia, who would make them immortal.In her last words, she cursed everyone who set up against her to never see the sun again, unfortunately, it was too late, and she felt her strength being sucked in by the sword.The dragons heard the fairy's plea and descended from the ice castle to the kingdom at the foot of the mountain.They fought one against the humans for days, which turned into weeks until they reached years.Humans were now immortal because of only a fraction of the fairy's power. Even so, they were increasingly pushed southward until they were isolated in the cold and abandoned lands while men still mortal were either slaughtered without mercy, or fled, abandoning all their culture and honor.The sword still containing most of the fairy's power was locked in the southern lands with its young pains that because of the curse they could no longer use it.Isolated in a land where the sun never came, they succumbed to madness and then became only cold and cruel creatures.They still followed the old caste system with the king and prince at the top, but cutting with their swords any living creature that got lost in those parts or even its immortal counterparts.One day, the king and his advisers had the idea of ​​using the prince's swords to heal himself from the curse, since a few days ago he had demonstrated the gift of communicating with any kind of life, confirming that the power of the fairies ran in your blood.The prince, who was not a donkey, decided to spare the life of a horse that had been lost in his lands and convinced the animal to take him out of that place, and without anyone noticing, he snuck away.The horse was found by mortal humans who had fled on the mountain where the ruins of the ancient kingdom stood, but the prince was never seen again.And this story was always repeated by Nabee in every corner of the kingdom until the weight of age fell on his shoulders when he reveals only a select few nobles of Kreg a final prophecy about the destruction or salvation of his empire and announces your retreat to the mountains.The last time Nabee was seen, he was on his way to the misty mountains in the north of the island.

If you can't contain your curiosity, read more about in the book The Heirs of Thea!

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