Flight of Vandoran

Triaminex had been the most enchanting planet in all of the Andromeda Galaxy. However, in great sadness, it had also been the main target of the rebel forces. The war had fortunately been over for some time now. Despite the so- called triumph over the Claudron System, the residents of the Kingdom of Arugon shall long remember the pain and hardships that each one of them endured. They will always remember how hard all living things had fought to stay alive. Now, their community had to work very hard to rebuild their empire. Unknown to them, new problems would soon arise. Fate would continue to dwell in the Kingdom of Arugon.

Within the boundaries of Arugon stood Castle Whitmoor. The royal residence used to stand tall and brave. The land that surrounded it had been lush and beautiful. Now, if a person stood in the highest tower of the castle many parched valley's would be seen draping across the land. The palace itself was quite singed and practically in shambles. Crews worked day and night to restore the fortress and land back to its original state. The main damage however, lied within the walls of the palace itself. The king had passed on during the war and left his family in a state of chaos.

His two sons Jonas and Dimitri had no intention of taking over; and the kingdom needed guidance.

We shall now travel beyond Arugon and palace Whitmoor to a region that has been untouched by the war. The land we travel to is called Leonax. It is a magical place touched only by those who understand its extraordinary powers. Let’s now visit this most enchanted dwelling that holds many secrets.

Darkon felt the power of magic stirring inside of him.

"Let it go, release it," Mazar instructed. "Feel it happening, see it happening."

A sound traveled throughout the room. All of the sudden the cinder blocks that stood in front of him exploded into a thousand pieces.

"Whew! Right on! That was wicked!" Darkon let out screams of joy.

A glow came across Mazar's face. "Very nice" Mazar said. "You are off to a good start, just don't get too confident yet."

Months and months went by and the lessons continued. It took much time and patience to learn the ways of magic or the ancient word for it, Teraopea. For Darkon however, it was a short time. His average life span was eight hundred years.

One night after a long enduring workout, Darkon took a walk out around the castle grounds. The brisk air felt wonderful. Up above, the stars shone so bright and perfect. He could depict the constellation of Ambrygous, an ancient powerful wizard just above the horizon. The sound of a distant waterfall, the chirping of birds, rustling of leaves on the trees, and the noises of little creatures, surrounded the grounds of the Castle Mora.

Darkon thought the land that the castle sat on was extremely beautiful. The property was bestowed upon acres of dark green grass with assortments of flowers draping across the land. Cabasco trees were also present. These purple trees contained healing herbs in the roots. There were woods for animals to play in as well as a splendid little lake that shone dark blue. There was an abundance of quite unusual fruit trees that surrounded the lake. Purple, blue, green, pink, and white colored fruits came in an assortment of different shapes and sizes. Montezul trees also grew next to the castle grounds. These were trees that grew a variety of foods. These trees grew things like bread, potatoes, and Kirsh, a basic life needing necessity for Tryaminex. Also found on these trees were small little pea like objects called Brey. Brey could be grounded up into the form of powder for making deserts such as cakes and pastries.