[Author's Note: I'm not a huge fan of long Author's Notes. So I'll try and keep this as short as possible.

Firstly, this fic is old, and the update times are incredibly sporadic. If you decide to follow this, be prepared for a long wait. I hope that doesn't dissuade you in you decide you like it. But it has to be said; months go by between chapters. But I do intend to finish it. Eventually. So climb on board.

Second, there are a few reviews for this that are VERY outdated. When I started, I didn't think very far into the mechanics of writing; specifically, POV and conversation set ups. I was bad, to summarize. There were multiple errors that made reading this nearly impossible. I've fixed that. A fairly long time ago. As in, right after they were pointed out to me. There was a massive rewrite, and here we are today. Unless something else is going completely over my head, this is much better than it was back in 2009. If you see something that you can tell is either an obvious mistake or something you feel needs to be fixed, please; say so in the reviews or drop me a PM. These mistakes go completely unnoticed if nobody points them out to me. I appreciate it.

Now, with these things said, please, enjoy your reading.]

Trail Of The Age Walker – Prologue

The lightning strikes…

The hollow ice…

To fell the man caught stealing,

The man does fall…

Sealing all,

A vessel comes revealing…

Long before the lighting of the lighthouses, Alchemy flooded the world with its power. Every man and woman in Weyard had control over an element, to some degree. Knowledge was not exclusive to well paid scholars, and every citizen of every nation knew the vast secrets that Alchemy possessed. There was peace, tranquility, and hope for people across the planet. The land was fertile, the food was plentiful, and the continents were all one, spanning the world and uniting its inhabitants.

Then, the kingdom of Calren, the most powerful nation on Angara east of the Goma Range, suddenly attacked the neighboring cities and villages. In less than one month, the entire eastern half of the continent fell to their might. War-like and oppressive, the Calren royal family greedily turned their attention towards the Golden Sun, the single most powerful source of Alchemic power in all of Weyard. The four most powerful adepts of the kingdoms leaders, each a master of their own element, gathered a small army and charged towards Vale, the village at the base of Mt. Aleph, which the Golden Sun resided over. Taking with them the youngest adept of the Calren family- a boy with control over each element- the band burned every village in their path, and killed every soldier who stood to defend Alchemy from them. When they at last arrived at Vale, they wiped out the entire town, save for the elders, who escaped into the peaks of Mt. Aleph. Upon reaching the mountains themselves, they realized what the elders had been doing; as the villagers valiantly defended their home town, the elders used what little time they had to summon the guardians of the elements as a final defense.

The Star Magician, protector of Mercury's might.

The Demon Valukar, defender of Mar's fury.

The Sentinel, wielder of Jupiter's power.

And Dullahan, the guardian of Venus.

The four were the strongest force on all of Weyard, next to the gods themselves in strength, but with the tempting prize of Alchemy's power behind the demons, the five adepts fought them. For 24 days the battle raged, wounding the young boy brought with the four adepts and killing the Calren soldiers in the process, but in the end even the ancient god-appointed protectors of the Golden sun could not stop the continuous onslaught of the world's most powerful adepts. Then, as the five approached the Golden Sun again, they were confronted by a being called 'The Wise One.' The Wise One gave the five a final warning; turn back and repent, or a horrid fate would befall them and the world. But after the victory over the most fearsome foes that Weyard had to offer, the adepts brushed off the warning. All save for the youngest of the group. The boy, taking heed of The Wise One's warning, attempted to convince the rest of his covey to turn back, to return to Calren. But they did not listen, and instead called him a coward, a fool to give up such an opportunity. So the boy retreated alone, and when he reached a peak a fair distance away from Vale, he turned back in time to see a bright flash and a violent earthquake. In an instant, the Golden Sun and his siblings were gone.

This is the legend of the sealing of Alchemy, but it is seldom known in Weyard today. Few remnants of the Calren dynasty remain, and the boy of the tale simply disappeared. What his fate was, along with the fate of his brothers and sisters, remains unknown.