The Lost Kingdom

The Lost Kingdom

Episode 1

I can't believe what I'm seeing!

This place looks like hell itself.

Since we arrived here, hundreds of years ago, I could never imagine seeing something like this.

Everything is burning, trees, crops, houses, buildings, people, the castle...

Werewolves run fleeing from the fire and killing everything in their path. Vampires who arrived at the beginning of the night, bite those who are still alive.

Some residents, who felt or predicted that something would happen, fled through portals or transportation, others ran to the hills and caves and hid. Everything is destroyed.

I hear a voice calling me,

"grandma, grandma, come... mommy....

She pulls me by the hand and I, who was so absorbed in my thoughts, woke up. I went to my daughter and she was fallen and a burning tree had fallen on her and there was no more way.

My daughter is dead and my six-year-old granddaughter, who is already a strong girl, initiated into magic lessons, now depends on me.

When we came to these lands, it was an inhospitable place, with many mountains, dense forests, and a coastline surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, separating us from the sea.

Many centuries passed in which with hard work, dedication, and magic, we managed to thrive in this place. We built cities, plantations, palaces, the population grew united and in peace, and magic floated over the land.

This is the Kingdom of witches, wizards, and sorcerers.

Supernatural beings populated the world, all had their lands and formed their kingdoms. But some races, not satisfied with their power and territory, began to covet the other kingdoms.

Some of our own, unsatisfied with the government the way it was, betrayed their own people and joined werewolves and vampires, using dark magic. They started attacking us, when they didn't kill, they tried to weaken the humblest, telling them they had no right to be here and that our leaders didn't protect them.

So they tried to dominate us.

But our supreme leaders, magicians descended from ancient Druids, sorcerers possessing millennia-old powers of the original caste, and witches with their magic of different classes, managed to protect us until now, but this time the attack was a true war.

I looked at all that destruction and felt a deep pain in my soul.

Ahhhhh!!!

I feel a powerful magic, that I haven't felt in a long time, and that can destroy me, penetrating my body and mind, I hear a voice,

"Listen, elder, I'm transferring my magic to you, you will know what to do with it. Open a portal and send your granddaughter through, then cast the spell, we can't take it anymore here, we are weak, after you finish, I will unleash the rest of my power and destroy everything that remains, every animal, person, nature, including us, and we will end it all. Receive it and fulfill your destiny."

I felt such a great power coming into me that I fell to my knees. When I recovered, I took my granddaughter, opened a portal, and passed her through, took a bag of gold coins that I always hide in my clothes and gave it to her.

"Go, my granddaughter, protect yourself and do not trust the wicked men, be careful, never reveal yourself and never say where you're from, make sure to write down everything about our world, don't let this kingdom die within you." I cast a protective spell on her and commanded her to go. I closed the portal and contemplated the forest burning in flames.

I took my wand and began to cast the spell.

Bho bhonn na talmhainn, bho chridhe nadur, bho chumhachd an sgoth, leig le dion falaichte a dhol tron aite seo agus chan urrainn dha duine a dhol agus chan urrainn dha duine a dhol a-steach.

Translation:

From the depths of the earth, from the heart of nature, from the power of the celestial being, let there be a cloak of concealment over this place and no one can leave and no one can enter.

I cast the power and the magic spread like a mist covering the entire place.

After that, I cast a prophecy.

When everyone forgets

The offspring will be born

Who carries within them the strength

The power and the knowledge

Who will bring back the splendor

Of the bitter earth today

They will come with magic and love

And an entire race will be restored.

When I finished, I saw a huge flash coming from the top of the hill and from where I was, high in the black forest, I could see the destruction reaching everything and everyone, until it reached me...

Centuries later

Pedro

I finished my studies and graduated with honors. Throughout all these years of training, I learned to practice various types of witchcraft, manipulate elements, fight, speak other languages, and even managed to use a little magic, I believe I must have inherited from my mother's fairy side.

Today I am here in the library of the Blue Moon Pack, looking for a book that I have felt calling out to me. But I have looked everywhere and found nothing, not even a sign. Maybe it is protected by an enchantment, if so, it will only respond to its rightful owner. So if it's mine, as it has been calling me, I suppose it will come to me.

mo leabhar, thig thugam. (My book, come to me)

I waved my wand and saw a light trace, like a hand, through some shelves on my left side, on the top part. It touched a book and it moved out of its place and came to me.

When I held it, I realized it was very old and I had to be very careful. It was wrapped in a leather cover, tied with a leather strap as well. I untied it and opened it. I went to the special stand to support old books, placed it there, and could take a better look. It's not exactly a book, it looks more like a diary.

I opened the first page and luckily I studied Gaelic, now I can understand it well.

There's a name right on the first page.

Belongs to Yasmim Catanach. Year 1708, Ireland.

"Wow! It's really ancient. I will be very careful with you, my treasure. You can count on me to study you, with great care and dedication." I turned to the next page and the title says,

This is the story of the Kingdom of Avila, where witches, wizards, and sorcerers lived in peace, harmony, and prosperity.

So it really existed, or there is a lost Kingdom.

Everything that exists, if it is hidden, can be found and I will find it, or my name is:

Pedro Bener, son of Dereck and Lizandra Bener, grandson of werewolves, witches, angels, and fairies!

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