Six years ago, Sapianus City, Homstala.

A thirteen year old Altara sat inside of a classroom, watching ships fly in and out of the city. The school he was in was based inside a large skyscraper, it was one of many schools in the city, the one he studied in didn't require much to get into so it was perfect for Altara who had nothing since his parents abandoned him. He lived in a homeless shelter for a good while but only really used it to sleep, spending the rest of his time exploring the city and forests nearby. He spent most of his childhood being bored, the friends he made he only really spoke to during school.

He looked up from his desk at a teacher, who was talking to the class.

"The Supreme War, what was it?" He asked, a girl at the back raising her hand. "Go ahead, Talent."

Talent adjusted the glasses on her nose as she stood up. She seemed to be one of the most intelligent of the class just by judging off her appearance. "The war that ended exactly fifty years ago. It broke out when an assassin from the Titus Confederation killed the emperor of the Inhuman Empire, Emperor Daraku. The assassin was soon found by the Empire and executed, after investigation and finding out the assassin was from the Titus Confederation the Inhuman Empire requested annex of one of the Titus Confederation's lands, Altus, the home of the Alter-Elves. The Confederation denied a plot to kill the emperor and denied their proposal to annex. The war later broke out, lasting for 19 years and ended when President Titus was killed. An agreement was signed between the remaining people of Adepta to split the mainland up into respective lands, governed by a specific race each. Originally the Inhuman Empire governed Diratopia and Wrathak and the Titus Confederation governed Altus and Homstala, now they all have their own government thanks to the agreement that was signed fifty years ago."

The teacher grinned and clapped. "My my Talent! Well done! You should be a historian!" Some others in the class clapped, Altara not being one of them. Talent blushed slightly. "I am actually aiming to be one. Hopefully I succeed!"

Altara saw a ship fly close to the window, which waked him from the dream.

...Present

Altara was lying in his bed inside his room in the Tower of Magik. He was wearing a simple black shirt with some gray pajama bottoms. He grunted and stood up, hanging his feet over the edge of the bed. He grunted and held his forehead. "I remember that class about the war. Talent...she went to the same college as me, studying history. Wonder how she's doing now." He mumbled, standing up and going to the bathroom. He went to the shower, a voice coming from next to the bathroom door. Hugo leaned against it.

"You won't be needing a shower, you're all cleaned up." Hugo grinned at Altara.

Altara looked at Hugo. "Hugo...wait were you watching me sleep??"

"Only for twenty minutes or so. Didn't want you taking a shower even though you're already clean." He stopped leaning on the wall, putting his hands inside his parka pockets.

"Cleaned?...why?" Altara seemed very confused.

"Don't you remember? You had a fight in the forest. Konstantine gave me all the information I need." Hugo looked at the mirror. "Look into the mirror and look at your teeth."

Altara slowly looked into the mirror, looking at his canines. They were now golden and shiny. Altara stepped back a bit. "I..I remember now." He looked at the teeth more. "Gold? Why not white?...would have been more natural."

"Don't ask me, ask Jolene. She was the one who was in charge of the operation." Hugo itched the back of his head. "I will say though, you're lookin' cool!"

Altara looked at Hugo, then back at the mirror. "Cool?"

"Anyways, come with me. Konstantine found something on the body of the guy that attacked you...something pretty...unexpected." Hugo motioned him to follow as he walked out of the bathroom, then out of the dorm. Altara followed.

They soon reached Hugo's dojo. Konstantine was on the wooden platform, once she heard the door shut she looked over her shoulder at the two. "Welcome back to reality, Altara." She walked to the two. Hugo looked at Konstantine. "Can I have that note? We've gotta update Altara."

Konstantine nodded, taking the note out of her back pocket and giving it to Hugo. "Here."

Hugo opened up the note, which turned out to be an A4 piece of paper. Hugo read it out loud.

"We need you to get rid of all experienced magik users in the Oligarchy of Magik. They will only cause problems for us in the invasion. Once you've collected all of their heads, come to Wrathak and you shall become the richest noblemen on Adepta whilst helping us create a new world under the ruling of one, powerful ideology. We are using you because we have worked with you before and we cannot risk our identity being revealed."

..."That's it." Hugo said, giving the note to Altara to check over himself.

"Invasion..Wrathak...Homstala."

...

"Just what is going on here?"