The vast magical world, a world of mystery, adversity, and unimaginable diversity, was founded on laws of blood, inviolable and immortal. Among all the sublime things in this fabulous and terrible universe, there were different stories, each one unique and entertaining in its own way, and one of them told of a battle. One so extraordinary that it became legendary and even crossed the ages. The formidable fight between an emperor as powerful as he was just, and a sorcerer whose very existence defined abomination.

A confrontation as terrible as it was inevitable that every people thought they should understand and approve. A battle of all times between good and harm, light and darkness.

But in the end, the truth was never simple or what each race claimed it to be. And deceptive appearances and manipulations were most often the real causes of their blindness.

The great battle had taken place on top of a black mountain named by the guardian wizards - Stanys, which in ancient languages meant "the home of the chosen ones of evil", a remote and unknown territory for the common man, hence the dark wizard's choice to build his huge kingdom there, a city of freedom and darkness that he hoped would be inaccessible to all.

But one day, finally recognizing his mistake, he foresaw the imminent arrival of his greatest enemy, and prepared himself as best he could, using all his talent, his considerable strength, and his formidable will, sparing no effort, in order to be able to lead the fight of his life. Even though he was well aware of the inevitable outcome.

In the Chamber of Spells, with his thick book of invocations, proudly wearing a dark battle uniform, protected by thick armor, and complete with a long cloak of dark night sovereign, the sorcerer had the desperate desire and ambition to summon a beast, the greatest, most powerful, and cruelest of them all, to best balance the long awaited fight. With his hands outstretched, he glowed and recited a spell in a deep, mournful voice. Soon, the entire wall behind him, inscribed with magical letters glowing with a dark light, liquefied and turned into a thick fog, giving access to a colossal door that slowly opened and let out a monster as black as it was sordid, immense and powerful, with thick and rough skin covered with stones, and whose coldness would have frozen any weak being. A monster like the magician had probably dreamed of. Moreover, its sinister amber eyes, devoid of light, looked around with an abject greed that enchanted its master. The latter was smiling triumphantly as he admired the monstrous creature he had managed to summon.

But just as he was about to conjure up a new spell, a deep, sardonic voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the room with a force that shook even the foundation stones and gradually dissipated the heavy black clouds created by the evil spells.

"Oh, that's an impressive beast you have there, Goem." Then he added with a sardonic laugh, "And I'm a master at it. "

"Of course, since you are one yourself," the wizard thought cynically. "And the worst of them all."

The magical voice continued.

"Mine will be especially happy to play with. I mean, for the short time that thing would be able to resist it."

It was then that powerful magical sparks invaded the place and dissipated the remnants of darkness that filled it, which otherwise had no chance to resist.

Seeing this extraordinary show of strength, the wizard, seething with fury and yet feeling fear crawling towards him like treacherous shadows, stood up and released waves of black mist from his body, then he cried out.

"Good. Now, that you have finally decided to come, show yourself to the light, at last, if I may say so."

"Oh, and comedian on top of your many talents. I'm finally going to have a good time in your company if you'll allow me that expression as well, dear opponent! "

And as soon as his sneer subsided, an entire wall collapsed under the pressure of phenomenal power, and the arrogant, strong ruler with the unbearable mocking laughter, clad in magnificent armor of bright white metal and a long coat of gray velvet, mounted on a huge winged beast whose beautiful silver fur glowed in the slightest light, brandished a magic sword at his enemy.

"I am here, Goem. And dazzled with all the light necessary for you to see only me. And I am glad to see that you have prepared yourself to the best of your ability for our fight. For, as I'm sure you've realized, the time has come for me to end your existence. "

"And what finally made you decide? " asked the opponent curtly, clearly harboring a murderous desire.

The ruler shrugged, a small sardonic pout on his face.

"Who knows? To anyone else, I could have taken the trouble to cite various reasons, even noble ones, if that would reassure them. Reasons such as justice, duty, freedom, and they will have no choice, no desire, but to believe me. But to you, who are perfectly aware of my true nature, I would simply say boredom. In short," he concluded with a careless gesture, "whatever the reason, I will put an end to what all these weak and whining people have not had the power to do.

The dark wizard sneered fiercely.

"For someone who willingly entered my territory, you're being rather condemningly arrogant and probably also fatally careless to think you could beat me here."

"But I am." the relaxed and confident visitor confirmed. "And no matter what you say, you would, I know, have given anything, including this repulsive city you seem to love so much, much to my surprise, by the way, for it not to be true."

Then, judging no doubt that the verbal exchanges were enough, the creature of darkness went on the offensive. It opened its big mouth and launched a powerful shot at the arrivals. But his glowing and very fast opponent protected himself by creating a huge spherical shield around him and his master and easily stopped the attack. The haughty ruler patted his creature's fur, satisfied.

"Good job, boy. Now I'll let you have your fun. I only hope for your sake that he holds out long enough to satisfy you."

And his master jumped off his back with superb skill.

"Have fun!"

The silver creature rushed toward the black monster, who did the same, snarling, roaring like a beast flying toward its fate. Their terrible collision destroyed the entire room. While the black magician, unsheathing his sword, ready to fight, was waiting for the emperor who was rushing towards him, his sword of light, skillfully brandished and clearly displaying the expression of someone who did not doubt his victory. And deep down, although it hurt him deeply, the magician never forgot this fact.