Spellbent (the Demo)

Chapter One - Forecasts and Swords

Thousands of years ago, in a world where Magic was commonplace, there was once a Kingdom.

A kingdom where people lived happily. Danced around, had wonderful breakfasts, and lived the hell out of life. But this changed when Magic became more and more dominant.
It became so dominant that breakfasts started to be interrupted by giant explosions and strange creatures.

This aggravated both good and evil people, which caused a huge uproar throughout the kingdom. Within weeks the amount of Magicians dropped drastically and the breakfasts were saved. Even until this day Magic is no more than a word forgotten by time.

Now, a few hundred years later, breakfasts in the kingdom were no longer tainted by magic. But instead were accompanied with swords and bureaucracy.

Just a few miles away from this particular kingdom existed a tiny town called Bathvil. At first glance there is not much to see here. Left and right are a few houses and of course one slightly larger house for the Elder to show there is a difference in power. Shops were considered a luxury in towns like these, which they could not afford. So instead the town's people happily went to the Castle for their breakfast groceries.

In one of the remarkably insignificant houses in Bathvil lives a hero who will conquer obstacles, vanquish the fearful enemies of the land, defeat death itself, dominate dragons and many more of those randomly generated hip words marketing people like to use to attract your attention.

For those who are not swayed by these kind of words, please skip the previous three lines and start reading the story below about a little boy who once read about Magicians and dreams to become one himself.

Mom: Wake up Will!

Will: Mom! How many times do I have to tell you? "Will" is the most overused name for main characters, ever! Call me "Seth"!
Mom: Alright dear. Breakfast is ready, so come on down OK?
Seth: Alright, I will be there in a minute.

Usually a story skips the boring parts like dressing up and combing hair. And thus so will we and meet Seth and his mother at the dining table.

Mom: By the way Prof- I mean Elder Willow wanted to talk to you about something. Why don't you pay him a visit?
Seth: Oh boy! This will be good. Will it finally be my time to start my journey?
Mom: Perhaps. All I know is that I do not ever have to worry, because the kingdom is "Perfectly Safe" according to our King, Lacial.
Seth: Is that our same king who considers wagon raiding bandits to be "Nothing more than a bump in the road"?
Mom: That's the one!
Seth: Then the world probably is not as safe as he says, right?
Mom: But Moms are always right remember? And I believe in our King. So everything is "Perfectly Safe"
Seth: But...
Mom shows a very, very angry look.
Mom: Moms are always right.

Seth: ...Yes Mom.

Mom's mood instantly changes to bright and cheery.

Mom: That's right hun. Send him my regards.
Seth: Will do! By the way mom, why is it that I never call you Lisa?
Lisa: I don't know, sweetheart, but it's nice to hear my real name for a change. The last ten years you called me Mom which made me just like all the other Moms in town.

A few moments later Seth arrives at the largest house in the village. For some weird reason he has never visited this house before in his entire life. The same counts for the house of his childhood friend Yuna. And what was with all the hundreds of people that walked around in town that didn't live here? Seth started to feel it was odd, but never thought much more of it.
But this was not the time to dwell on that! Seth had a doorbell to ring!