Prologue A Recollection of Misgivings

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Magic with no limit is not magic, it is danger.

When the Wellspring  was destroyed, the natural process which allowed only a select few to be born with magic was utterly destroyed.

Enslaved and tested for abilities before they are even born, every child was a tool for destruction, wrapped in wars and political schemes beyond their comprehension.

At the brink of planetary disaster, sorcerers from every corner of every land decided to end it all with one final act of mass magic.

Channeling every ounce of magic they could handle, the magic of the world poured through a circle of over two thousand sorcerers into a single bar of gold.

The spell destroyed the minds and bodies of every sorcerer involved.  A select group of remaining sorcerers took the bar of gold, and smelted it into twenty golden bands: The Rings of Belzantra.

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