• History
    200 years ago, a war broke out between the races of Dragoon against the alliances of Humans and Elves. The Dragoons plotted to control the world, or destroy it. To do that, they had to end the Humans and the Elves, since the Demons were already on their side. Also, they were going to use six dragons; one of each element of the planet Glawdor.
    One Human and one Elf were powerful enough to trap each of the six dragons into spheres called Dragon Spheres.
    Furious, the Dragoon King, Aavair, hunted down the two heroes. The three fought a marvelous battle between the three powers. Combining what powers both the Elf and Human had, along with the six Dragon Spheres, they also sealed the evil Dragoon King in a prison made of stone before they died. Every other Dragoon was killed. Before dying, they made a prophecy.
    The Human and Elf also turned their souls into a mythical knife that could borrow the powers of the Dragon Spheres. This was called Spirea.
    The Humans blamed the Elves for being too weak to save their Human hero. The Elves said that the Humans weren’t powerful enough to help their brother Elf. The alliance broke between the two races. The Demon race lived out, even if they were shunned by both Humans and Elves. The Elves hid the King deep within the earth of where the Final Battle was fought, and hid Spirea nearby.
    Since then, the knowledge of the war disappeared from the minds of both Humans and Elves. The prophecy that also came from when the Dragoon King was sealed was also forgotten. Where the two valors and the Dragoon King fought have become a small village where the only Elves and Humans live together in peace. This place was called Pequeño, because of the size of the village, and this is where our story begins...

    Chapter 1
    "Come on guys! Don't you want to see what's inside?!" Noman called
    "Noman, you know better than anyone else that the Sanctuary is forbidden to go into." Vina cried
    "Aw, come on, Vina; besides the Elder, no one else knows what's in that place. Dad just says that it's full of monsters so that way we won't go in." Peter began taunting Vina
    "Everyone makes fun of me because I'm the only Huven around. Mom and Dad are only strict on me because of it. If both my parents don't want me to come in here, why is it mostly me? Think about. I'm taller than any Elf, but shorter than a normal Human. I have the skills of night vision of Elf, but am strong like a Human. Why is it even the Elder doesn't want me to see? Besides, I'm finally seventeen." angrily he yelled to Vina
    She replied, "Maybe because there is something in there that they don't want you to see. There is a reason that place is forbidden, and you just turned seventeen today."
    The massive marble door sat before them. There were carvings on the door that had been forgotten. There was a Human and an Elf to what looked like they were fighting some sort of monster on it. Noman began opening the door.
    "Come on, I need some help." he shouted
    Peter began helping him.
    "Guys..." Vina tried to warn, but it was too late.
    The door was all the way open. The three looked inside.
    The place looked like not a single speck of dust had ever entered in this place. The walls, ceiling, and the floor were all of colored diamond. There were a few pillars holding the structure up. At the end of the room sat a strange knife on a pedestal. There were no other objects within the room.
    “Does the Elder come in here and clean?” Peter asked
    “Couldn’t have. He’s over a hundred years old; how is an old fart like him supposed to clean this place; let alone open that heavy door? There are no signs of anyone being in here; at least, not recently.” Noman replied
    Vina looked at the architecture of the room.
    “This place was built by Elves. Colored diamond structures are what only Elves can do, but what’s with the knife?”
    Noman moved to the knife.
    “I wonder...”
    But his eye caught something. Above the knife etched into the marble was something written.
    “I think it’s in Elvin. I can’t understand it.” said Peter
    Noman began to read about a history that none of his village had ever heard of, but what really startled him was the prophecy.
    ‘When a child of both Elf and Human turns seventeen, the Dragoon King will become freed from his stone prison.’
    Wait, I’m born of both Human and Elf... and I’m seventeen. Who is the Dragoon King? Am I the person that this thing talks about? Noman thought
    “Ack!” Noman and his friends cried as a ray of rainbow light lit up the sword that sat on the pedestal
    It rose in the air and gently floated to Noman.

    Noman, son of Gavin; an Elf, and Tara; a Human. I am Spirea, knife of future valor of this world. Could you read the inscription above me?

    “Y-yes.” Noman shuddered

    Then you understand what has happened, and what is to become?

    “N-no. Who is the Dragoon King? How come my home doesn’t know this history? Why was I chosen? What must I do? Why are you talking?”

    Spirea shouted, IT IS MY SOUL THAT SPEAKS TO YOU, AND ONLY YOU!! LOOK AT YOUR FRIENDS; THEY CANNOT HEAR MY VOICE!!

    Just to make sure, Noman turned to his friends.
    “Noman, why are you talking to a knife?” Vina asked
    “Yeah man, that’s just not normal.” Peter added
    “YOU MEAN YOU GUYS CAN’T HEAR IT?!”
    “Hear what?” they chanted
    Noman turned back to Spirea.

    See what I mean? You were chosen because you posses the blood of what the two heroes’ races were; Elf and Human. Because you are also seventeen, you have broken the spell the two heroes cast on the Dragoon King, Aavair.
    That is why I am your sword. To fight against the Dragoon King. To save Glawdor. You are the only one who can use me, but you are not the only one who can use the Dragon Spheres. Aavair can also use them, but not in the same way as you. Once you get your first Dragon Sphere, I will explain further.

    “Wait, what makes you think I would do this?!”
    “I do.”
    The three children looked to the door of the Sanctuary.
    “Elder!”
    “Come, you must not tell your parents of this. Do not forget your knife.”
    The Elder swiftly left.
    Vina questioned Noman.
    “Noman, what’s going on?”
    “I.. I don’t know, Vina; at least not entirely.”