Prologue: Legends of Emit


Many years ago, nearly 500, but never mind those technicalities, the world, Earth, found the technology to go to far away places; places long ways away— all the way to other solar systems.  In a time, when not all was right, but social discrimination had come to an end, they came out.
Believing that it would finally be safe to, and would not be discriminated, the Magic Users reviled their true nature to the world.  Until that day, the world did not know of such things, magic was a thing of fantasy, farce, and all but real.  But as the world came to prove to them, they were so very wrong.  At first they did not believe them, but when their leader carrying the title of Prince Eamon, and his sister who they called Princess Gweneveve showed them their ability to use magic, and their people could use it in so many ways, the world acted in fear, and hostility.  The government was on the bridge of war, many still thought they were crazy, and others wished to banish them to the planet that had been discoed.  This planet seemed almost identical to Earth, its location to its star that it revolved around, and seasons it had.  Everything, but the moon, this planet had two—one red, one white.  They called it Emit.  
Many non-magic users, or Nomaguas, though, were unhappy with the way the Magic Users were treated.  The government had not even given them a chance to say whether they meant harm, which in fact they did not.  And with this, many of the “Societies” of Magic Users, and the people unhappy with the way their world was, went to Emit.  From all the ends of Earth, people left.    
When they made their venture, and came to Emit, they began to settle in, and begin to build their government.  They created Realms, where different cultures could find a place to live in a place where their ways would be practiced and embraced.   Many adopted the form of government, the Magic Users used among them selves in what they called “Societies”.  They had a man and a woman, voted in, that wished to rule.  They referred to them as King and Queen, or Prince and Princess if they weren’t married (though that didn’t give their spouse control over the rule).  The ruler’s children would have the automatic chance to be voted in if they wished, but only if they wished, for they did not want someone who was not fit to do so ruling them.    
In a realm called Aleda, their so very small realm was pillaged, by means that was only capable by magic.  They began their rightful revenge on Irotel, its neighboring realm.  Their captures of all Magic Users known, started in a small sect of the name of Irozlan.  This was the beginning of a very bad happing of misunderstanding.  The Magic Users had sworn a life bonding oath to never use guns, or to have anything to do with them, and when they had been trapped along a wall and the recently married Queen Gweneveve’s husband, Nigel, stepped in front of her to protect her, he had been shot with a fatal bullet, and died in Gweneveve’s arms.  A full blood, non-magical mortal had been captured among them, due to the fact that she had married the Queen’s brother, King Eamon, she was mistaken as a Magic User, and ran to help Nigel, but she too was wounded in the attempt, and with this Eamon then would then stop the assassination that was about to happen, using a powerful enchantment, preformed, what is known as the Summoner’s Sword Enchantment.  And with this Sword he warned them that they struck first, and had wounded one of their own kind.  He told them that they had never attacked, nor ever wished to attack them.  And used a magical spell that took the energy of one and gives it to the conjurer, left them to lay drawn of most of their energy to realize what they had done.  But to no prevail, a war had broke out, the first war of Emit, Nomaguas and Magic Users, had died, and at a point when it was not certain who would win, a creature with no name came, killing many, but the magic users ran to the front line joining their powers and defeated the monster.  And with all the deaths Queen Gweneveve had passed her rule to Morwen, King Eamon’s wife, and on this occasion she was voted in, until Gweneveve or her heir would return, and she left for the Barricade Lands, an immense area that not many had ventured for before.  And over the many years the Magic Users have gone back into hiding, none knowing any more, which families were Magic Users.  The Magic Users had nearly become a myth, leaving only small details left of the war, and perhaps for the better…
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