I could still remember it like it was yesterday, the day my dad left for war, I could remember waiting outside late at night for his return which never seem to come. My dad was a general in the army, he was well known as one of the strongest mages and his fame spread throughout the kingdom. I could remember the day my aunt brought a letter with my family's name on it. I couldn't bring myself to read it but I could tell something was wrong, it had the army's symbol on it, my aunt tried her best to console me but it was to no avail I didn't want to accept the fact that I had lost both of my parents. My mom who died while giving birth to me and now my dad.
Now Xavier Alger a fourteen year old orphan stay with is Aunt in a small town called Peritus, somewhere in Tartus (the kingdom of mages)
Five years later after the great war between the three fractions, the sages, the mages and the shifters. The leaders of the fractions then decided that it would be better to divide the land and for every fraction to go their separate ways. The land was divided into three kingdom. Tartus (the kingdom of mages), Asterix (the kingdom of sages), and Ethum (the land of the shifters).