Illusion of Fear
Chapter One: Traits

Evil had finally won. The small groups of the Resistance were no match for Meloku, Ruler of Kaisor. His Feral Knights had led his army of fear to the gates of Rembrah and conquered. Now all of Kaisor would bow before him, do anything that he wished. He had only to find and destroy the rest of the Resistance to gain complete control. He wished that his son shared his ideas.

His only son had discovered his fathers plans and fled to the Resistance, to that girl of his. The little wench was one of the main contributors to the resistance. And what a wench she was. Shortly after Meloku's plans had been forced into the open, she had told his son to travel to Relecanth, the prison city, and free the members of their group that were imprisoned there. Luckily, he was captured by the guards, and he himself was thrown behind bars. But the son of Meloku was too smart to be held for long.

After about three years, he had escaped. And even worse, over twenty of the inmates there had left with him. The guards were stumped, but Meloku had known this would happen. The boy was gifted with an uncanny power. He, like his uncle, could create rift points and traverse the rift itself. The twin birthmarks on his wrists had proven that it had been passed down through genetics, even though his own father lacked this ability. But in what his father lacked in family power, he made up in family intellect. Before he had his son, Meloku, known then as Uhnrei, had traveled to the Deamon Point to gain the power that he believed he was owed.

It was there that he summoned Liuzuakor, the dark god of illusion. He asked him for the power to defeat his enemies, and the god, seeing great potential in this new host, took control of him. In doing so, Uhnrei became Meloku, God Keeper. He was granted the power to defeat his enemies, but as a price for this new power, all of his followers became his enemies.

Embracing the power of Liuzuakor, he destroyed his family. He was alone, he was utterly alone. He had taken a slave woman as his bride and she bore him a son. The mother had died during child birth, but this mattered none to Meloku. He had someone that he could mold and form. Over the years, the boy had learned most of his father's abilities.

One day when the boy was 12, he happened upon a girl in a forest. She was crying, so the boy went to her side. He had inhierited hid knidness from his mother. The girl had said that she was alone, her father had been taken by an evil sorcerer at the edge of the forest. The girl led him to the forests edge to see what had happened. A man on a horse was holding the girl's father by the throat. Another man beside the horse was speaking.

"You dare deny your lord of his wishes?" The man had a sword pressed up against the father's back.

"You will not have my child for your corrupt visions!" With that, the father spat in the horsed man's eye. The horsed man tightened his grip, and broke the man's neck.

The girl beside the boy had let out a cry. The two men faced the young one's direction. The boy recognized the man with the sword as a henchman that had visited his father. His gaze then landed upon the horsed man's face.

The boy gaped in terror at the face of his own father. The look on his father's face became suprised as he noticed his son.

"Come lad," he called, "bring your young friend to me." He started to guide his horse toward the young boy and his companion.

The boy looked at the girl that was crying on his shoulder.

"Follow me," he said, and he started to run back into the forest, girl in hand. Once he came to the learing that he was looking for, he turned to the girl.

"Whatever you do, don't let go of my hand." The boy raised his hand into the air as he felt the point of power that his grandfather had placed there long ago. He opened the rift before him and, holding tightly to the girls hand, jumped into the vortex.

Meloku had come to the clearing just in time to see the rift close. The leaves had stopped moving, and the wind reurned to the normal breeze. His son had betrayed him. No, he had no son, only a new enemy.

He must destroy his enemies.

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