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When his father had calmed down, Gregory asked him,

“Why was that merchant trying to get you in trouble?” He knew that this question, however small, would get him a complete answer, as his father was obviously hungry to tell his troubles to a sympathetic audience.

“Well,” John began, “it all started when, one day, my father, that is your grandfather, accidentally upset the stall of the father of the merchant you saw me quarreling with today. I don’t know how it happened, but somehow, my father was responsible for the loss of some of the delicate goods in that stall. He apologized, and offered to pay for the loss, but the other man formed a grudge and refused to give reconciliation. The feud grew and grew, and eventually, it became what it is, a monstrous and constant quarrel between the two families.”

“Wow,” Gregory exclaimed, “I did*’t know that the feud went back that far. I hope I won’t be the next person to continue it.” His father smiled. Gregory’s mother called from the kitchen and said it was time for his to go to bed. He went upstairs, got ready for bed, and laid down, pondering the occurrences of the day. But the night was not to be as peaceful as other nights had been, and he would awake to a very different life then before.

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Chapter III

There was a creaking sound downstairs. Gregory could hear it distinctly. It was pitch dark and he guessed it was about midnight. He jumped out of bed and looked down the stairs. There was a silhouette of a man... but it was not his father.

He could see his father at the bottom of the stairs, lying in a pool of blood. His throat was cut, and he had gashes in different parts of his body. Gregory thought quickly. His father was dead, a man was coming up the stairs with a knife in his hand and...

The man did not see him as he had just been looking down, but as he turned Gregory jumped to the side and dived next to a bundle of clothes. In the very dim light, he watched the man walk toward his bed and raise the knife in his hand above it. At that, Gregory silently bolted to the door and ran down carefully.

There was another man there, this one with a mask over his face. As he yelled, Gregory ran to the fire and grasped a red-hot tong in either hand. He ran at the man and swung the brand at him. It barely missed, and at that moment, the man who had come upstairs charged down upon Gregory.

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He was the merchant, who had been accusing his father the day before. Gregory ran for his life to the kitchen, only to find yet another man there, guarding the entrance. He hit him on the arm with one of the tongs and on the cheek with the other. As the man screamed with pain, Gregory swung around and struck the merchant full in the jaw with one brand, and with the other scored on the masked man on the wrist.

All three men furious with pain, they all charged the poor boy. Amazed that he had survived so far, Gregory poked the first man, the one that had guarded the kitchen, with both brands. As he did this, he scrambled around him, dropped the brands, and ran for his life. The three men chased him, yelling,

“In the name of Saradomin, come back!” but to no avail. He ran heedlessly, not caring where he went, until he dropped with exhaustion. The dawn of a new time had begun, and the world would regret the crime which the merchant had committed.

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Gregory found himself lying down in the fresh grass west of the Barbarian village. For a moment he wondered what had happened, but then he remembered the horror of last night and the murder of his parents. He felt an urge for revenge on the merchant, and cursed Saradomin. He had heard the three men cry out to him in the name of Saradomin, and he vowed to serve any god who was against him.

In his juvenile life, he had been taught little about the gods and their roles, and was ignorant of what gods were on what sides, and this is why he was so easily fooled. He went deep into the forest, and sat down on a rock to think about what he should do.

After a great amount of thought, he realized that the only way to get revenge on the merchant would be by learning combat. He remembered the paper which he had only recently read in the library, and considered the possibility of learning how to use pure magic. After a good amount of thought, he determined to become an all-powerful mage without one single rune. And he set himself to this task, although he had no idea how hard it would be.

Gregory had read somewhere, that in order for a person to become a truly powerful mage, he must become fully connected with nature. So he set about this task. He practiced making potions and salves out of herbs with things he remembered from his books, he cut trees and studied their rings, he farmed gardens of fruit, he hunted rabbits and squirrels, and he lit fires and studied the flames.

He was puzzled by the fact that ideas kept popping into his head that gave him the answer to many of his problems, and could not account for them by what he had read. He made some potions that he had never learned how to make in a book, simply because the ideas came to him, without any effort.

One day, 6 months after the night that he lost his family, something amazing happened that helped him towards his goal of inexorable power.

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Chapter IV

He was concentrating. Concentrating very, very hard. He had got it into his head that if he concentrated, that is where his power would come from. And, to a degree, he was right. That day, he had decided to spend the entire day concentrating on nothing at all, and see what happened. Something DID happen.

After eight straight hours of pure concentration, he became dizzy. His head span. Everything started going black, and then just as he felt as if he would faint, his sight suddenly cleared. He felt as if he had lost control over his body. It acted by itself. He felt his hands rise up. His hand went out, and a huge blast of air blew three trees crashing over. He raised one hand, and the trees flew up spinning into the air, landing just in front of him. He did some strange movement with his fingers and they burst into flames.

He pointed his gaze at a nearby beaver that had been watching this incredulously, and it walked right into the fire, where it burnt into charcoal. Gregory then waved his hands at the fire, shooting a spurt of water at the flames, putting them out. He then raised all the earth around the bonfire with one movement of his finger, covering the heap of ashes. He watched his own body do this without belief. After this had been done, he became very dizzy, his sight went black again, and he fell, unconscious, much to the relief of the rest of the animals in the forest.

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Gregory woke up groggily. He felt very tired, and his head ached. “What kind of dream was that?” he exclaimed. I have never experienced such a strange... then he saw it. A huge heap of tree ashes and earth. He also noticed that the animals, which had previously come right up to him and eaten from his hand, were cowering back in fright. Also, he could see the remnants of a beaver’s fur around the ashes, and a smell of burnt meat.

Gregory’s eyes opened wide, his mouth dropped open, and his head cleared. He realized that his ‘dream’ must have been real. Concentration really was as important as he thought it was. And he was determined to do it again. However much damage he did, if he could experience that state at will, then he would have accomplished his goal. But then he realized something. “I used air, fire, water, and earth in that trance. There must be a way that I have to learn the use all four. There must be a way… there must be a way…

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Gregory decided to try air first. He remembered that all nature is connected, and so he tried, with full willpower, to move the air. He spent weeks in this attempt. Day after day, week after week, month after month, he strained in this endeavor. He did his daily duties of herblore and other skills, but every day he dedicated a few hours to the skill of air. A year and a half passed without a single gust of air produced by him.

Finally, when he was beginning to become quite discouraged, he had a breakthrough. He was concentrating on moving a flower. He was focused with all his power, and suddenly, a soft gust of air moved its petals. To make sure it was him, he did it again. And again. And again. He had done it! He had conquered the barrier of air. From that day forward, he continued to practice his air skills, and nine months later, he had mastered it. He could conjure up a storm with ease at will. He could send an eagle fluttering to the ground in terror. And he knew that he was one step to power. And he loved it.

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The next step. Gregory had no doubt that someday he would be all powerful. He was just waiting for it to happen. He wanted to learn how to manipulate fire. It was obvious on how to start… but how? How could he do it? Gregory sat in front of a fire that he had made out of trees he had just felled with his wind powers and lit with a tinderbox. He stared into the flames and tried to get as close as he could without searing himself.

He did this for 6 months. Every day, he could get a little closer. Next day a little closer. Next day a little more. He continued this until he had enhanced his magic so as to be able to put his hand into the flame without it being hurt at all. Happy with this result, he continued practicing. But then he had a revelation come from his dreams. It changed the progress of his studies, and answered many questions that he had.

Gregory found himself putting his hand in the fire, and then pulling it out and shooting fire from it. Then he walked over to the river, and put his hand in. Taking it out, he was capable of shooting as much water out of it as he wished at will. Then, he woke up.

He pondered what he had just experienced, and thought he would try it. He blew down a tree, (quite a normal action these days) and lit some bark. He then put his hands in. Taking them out, he attempted to do what he had seen in his dream. Nothing. He felt quite discouraged. Then laughing at himself for his foolishness, he set himself to practice this as he had everything else. Focus. Focus. Focus. Focus. For him, nothing worked without it. And he did*’t mind.

But there were shadows in the forest. It never occurred to Gregory strange for him to be gaining in power so quickly at so young an age. If he could do it so easily, why hadn’t people been doing it for hundreds of years?

There was a dark power surrounding him, which saw potential: and planned to take advantage of it.

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Chapter V
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Three months after his dream, Gregory finally had some results from his efforts. When he
put his hand in the fire and removed it, it would be cool, as the fire had no effect on his
temperature after his fire practice. But then, when he would use his willpower on his hand,
his palm glowed red, and, to test it, he put it on a rock.

After holding his hand there for about 30 minutes, the rock began to melt, and he
smiled with happiness. He then lit all of his fires with his hand as there was always a
remnant of fire left. In most cases, his fire power only lasted for a few hours after he put
his hand in the fire. But there was always enough power to light a tiny fire, and once he used
that to charge his hand, he could light a bigger fire.

He practiced his powers for 14 more months, and at the end of that time he could slowly
melt a hole through a city wall without charging his hand, and with it charged, he could set
the forest alight in one blast.

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Water. At this point, Gregory was no longer wondering how to do things. He knew, and he was doing them as if with a checklist. Air. Fire. Water. Water was next, and he knew exactly how to do it.

He sat by the riverside and put his hands into the water. Better still, he took off his outer rags (for rags they were) and dived in. He found a gentle spot where the current would not move him, and sat there. For many days he just sat in the shallow, gentle part of the stream, with water up to his neck, and felt the water talk to him. At the end of a week, he attempted to give water with his hand.

His first try, he got a few drops right out of his hand! With a result his early, he rejoiced! By the end of eleven months after that he was capable of flooding a large ravine as if with a river in a short time. He realized that he had almost finished the elements, and his quest was soon to be done.

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