Drip...drop...drip...drop, that is all I could hear as I was waking up. The last thing I remember was being in the peaceful village of Macrodom. My name is Axel and i am a mage who practices the mystical arts. I have a twin sister Amelia and she is a better mage then I will ever be but she never wants to harm anything, she always looks for a way to avoid conflict and have peaceful outcomes and she is very kindhearted. I agree when it comes to fighting being a bad thing but I will hurt anyone who gets in me or my sisters way. But what I lack is power but I got the determination, Amelia is the opposite and she has a great deal of magic but no determination to hurt things.

Me and my sister spar a lot to train if we ever need to fight back we would be good at it. Though I lack magical prowess most common spells i can use and I do have good physical strength so I am not completely useless. On September 30th, 1325, as we were sparring on a normal cool day with a slight breeze a sudden fire jumped to life engulfing everything in the village, scorching everyone and thing it touched, I could tell a strong fire spell was used here. The smoke was unbearable and I started to lose my vision as I saw my sister collapse to the floor in front of me as I followed soon after.

When I woke up I could barley see anything in this dark, cold, and dreary room with nothing but a sliver of light coming through the bars on the door. This placed resembled a prison and I was really lost and didn't know what was really going on, all I could remember was that horrid fire bursting out of thin air. I started feeling around and slowly getting up trying to paint a mental image of the room I was stuck in. I used fire magic to light the room up as soon as that happened the door opened and I saw my sister Amelia standing in the door way.

I could tell due to the red robe with golden linings that it was my sister because I have the same robe. She also has long brown hair a very worried face always rushing to help. I always looked a bit more stern and mean but i always try my best. I have short brown hair with the same robe. I ran and hugged my sister overjoyed that she was not harmed. We heard someone coming and scrambled to hide. I hid under the iron frame bed while my sister took to the closet. A man menacingly walked in with such a intense aura that it took the breath away from me as if the air was super thin.

He was not very big and was wearing a blue robe. His hair looked icy cold and he was super pale. He looked around for like a minute but to me it felt like an eternity and then he grinned and walked out of the room. I quickly got up and ran to see if my sister was fine. We took a minute to gather ourselves and make sure no one was hurt. I checked the hall ways to see if there was anywhere we could go to get out. It was a long corridor lined with torches on the wall. Amelia and me started making our way down the hallway and I felt uneasy as if something was around the corner.