The lost prince

The Chronicles of Absolute Power
The Lost Prince

Chapter 1
Gift of Destiny

I will tell you a story about a magic world, for a simple farmer boy that with his faith, love and the help of a few fellow friends managed to change the history of all humanity, as we know it now! This kid had never met his parents and currently he was raised by the help of his Uncle. He was living in a small village somewhere deep into a forest. I wont go into much detail's about the village though. The villagers knew him very well and they was treating him kind enough as he many times had aided them on small or big achievements of their own as for some others...they treated him really but really bad.
But now...lets go to the beginning of our story and see what this is all about...

Everything began when an pure evil Magus  decided to show his real self to the world. Getting a-hold of an Ancient powerful spell he managed to call a creature height of 50 meters with an entire army of discus-ting monsters. The news was spread world wide in a time of a blink and the War...had already began. All the kingdoms send their very best units unaware they was sending them straight to death. Nothing was able to defeat the colossus. After of years and years of endless fighting and the massive amounts of casualties, every kingdom was going under the Magus mercy.
And when it was shown that everything was under the Magus darkness somewhere far far away from the Colossus in a frozen land another but wise Magus managed to create the four powers that all together could make the absolute power and into this two words the wise old man managed to hide a meaning that who ever was able to understand would literally had...the absolute power. This four powers gave to four different persons with pure heart and with that a magic animal to accompany them for as long as their journey lasted. After they had knowledge even of the last spell of their powers they done something that nobody was able to do so before. United like a wrath they won the colossus sending it back where it came from and damaged the Magus Fatally. World made them gods and was thanking them for a long time. Until it was the time to return their powers to the wise old man. All three of them gave it back as they promised but the fourth one hesitated. Blind from power and glory of what the darkness provided the fourth hero he killed everyone else and heavily wounded the wise man. Before the man die made the greatest error of his life.
-May your soul live forever but your body to rotten every day until you day. And may each 1 thousand years 3 heroes would be chosen to face you until you are defeated.
And this exactly his body was getting rotten daily until he died. But his soul was one with the dark power, and this, was enough. Thousand years later a kid would taking this power becoming the new Lord of Darkness accompany with a devilish unicorn and a palace in the land of the Cursed souls.

Leksoan woke up soaked with cold sweat.
After he got back to his normal he run to the only small window of his room. The dream he had seen scared him a lot. He heard a woman yelling for help and that he was the third.
Outside the Village was dressed in white. The kids was happily playing snow-wars while the elders was running left and right to do the last shopping before the snow was becoming a bigger problem.
Leksoan was a slim seventeen years old boy with light blue eyes and short messy black hair.
He immediately  wore his warmest shirt and some black pants and went out in the kitchen.
His uncle was a gray hair elder around his sixties with some pounds on him yes (semi-fat) that was waiting him patiently with a pot of warm tea on his hands and one for Leksoan.
-Thank you uncle Maxwell.
-You are quite welcome.
The kitchen was not that big. A round table in the middle a few shelfs left and right and a sink made from stone with a small fireplace to keep them warm the cold winter nights.
-Today you will go take meat and you will go feed our animals.
How was your night?
-Good...good enough.
-Leksoan...LEKSOAN!
-Ah!? He jumped up throwing half of the tea on the floor.
-I am speaking and you are Ignoring me!! Today you are on your own world kid. Now go do your chores. He took out a pouch of gold and gave it to him.
-Where did you found so much money?
-Won them in the bets.
Leksoan took them wore his heavy winter jacket and went out.
The frozen air started slapping his face instantly.
-Soon kid...soon. Soon the world will know who really rules this world.
A bit later, into the stable...
The stable was home for 6 horses. 2 white, 2 brown and 2 black ones each one of them unique with its very own skill and character. Once they noticed him they whined happily.
The warmness inside the stable was sweet at a point he dint wanted to go out in the cold. He fed them and he left. In all his walk he could not stop thinking the words the woman told him trying to get a meaning out of all this. That voice on his dream was hiding a tone of fear and at the same time agony for something that was about to happen soon.