text: There was once, on Earth, a land and a time around the Middle Ages, now lost to mankind. This is the story of that land and that time which has rediscovered in the dusty bowels of an ancient library of a long empty monastery deep in the Carpathian Mountains. The land was full of war between magic and knights, barbarians and samurai. Magic was and is real, and had thousands of followers. One of those was Richard Cotter. Chapter 1 Richard Cotter was born into a poor family in the countryside of England. He had many siblings who all died young. Not from diseases or infections such as Pneumonia, but rather from attacks by mythical creatures such as the werewolf and vampyr. Because of this his parents decided it would be best for him to train in sorcery, to protect them and himself. At the age of 10 he became an apprentice to the mysterious Mr.Yellard, he trained into combat using magic as a weapon but also using magic to heal. Richard hated his master for he was abusive to him, the only way he could practice fighting was to fight his much stronger master and the only time he could practice healing was to have his master hurt him. He rarely saw his family as he was only allowed one five day break from training in the whole year. He visited them every christmas. The Christmas of his fifteenth year was the last time he visited them. Walking the snow covered path through the wood to their farm Richard sensed there was something wrong. Stooping as he entered through the low door his eyes adjusted to the darkness inside, Richard found his parents lay dead on the floor with blood pooling around them. He immediately thought it to be the work of the local knight who hated all sorcerers and their families. He walked out with a sense of boiling anger and hatred. He hopped onto his horse Kelly, named after the famous 15th century sorcerer Edward Kelly, and rode off. His only thought was of death. After the long ride, Richard jumped off his horse and walked through the snow, muttering spells under his breath. Soon he reached the house of the knight. As he was walking closer, his mouth began to water at the smell of roasting beef . But he dismissed his hunger and walked in. He walked in to see the old knight, sitting in a crude leather chair, glugging down beer and attempting to cook beef. He felt his face burn when he saw how happy the knight was. Richard then proceeded to say the words of the strongest spell he knew, where he called upon Satan's seven strongest demons. He watched as the old knight screamed as the demons burned and ripped him apart alive until all that was left was a few pieces of burning flesh. Richard smiled when he got his revenge, but then his vision went black and he dropped down to the ground.