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The Sun shone brightly in the early afternoon sky as a gang of children ran around the valley, laughing and playing. Among these children was Garland, who even at the precocious age of seven stood out among his peers.

Unlike the other children, Garland had an aura about him. He was friends with everybody, he excelled in school, and he was on path to be apprentice to the Captain of the Royal Knights, Lord Beaubien. The King himself took a liking to the child, noticing something special in him.

“Beaubien, what are your thoughts on the young Garland?” the King asked.

“From what I hear, your majesty,” the stoic knight replied, “he was born under a special star. He has no father, not that anyone knows of.”

“Do you think,” The King went on, stroking his long blond beard, “that maybe the child is the…”

Beaubien interrupted, “either he is what you think, or he’s some random bastard child with charisma.”

“Watch your tongue, Beaubien!” The King scoffed. “It doesn’t matter anyway. As your apprentice, he’ll bring hope to the people. The world has grown darker incrementally for many generations. The wind no longer exists, the water is quieting. It’s only a matter of time that the earth rots and the fire dies out.”

While the King of Corneria and Lord Beaubien made plans for Garland’s future, he was living in a world where he was the Captain. As he led his troop of young knights to battle the
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invading Kyzoku. At his side, as always, was his little brother, Schuyler.

Schulyer, like Garland, was the product of Gwynhylde. However, unlike his older brother, he had a father. A year after Garland was born, Gwynhylde met Joshpur, an Alchemist from Melmond. A year after that, Schulyer was introduced to the world.

Ever since he was able to walk, he was inseparable from Garland. When Garland would run-off to play with his friends, Schulyer was right behind. Whatever books Garland would read (generally stories of Knights and Magic), Schulyer tried to read. In fact, Schulyer caught on to reading right away.

After Garland entered the Academy, Schulyer continued his studies. When Garland went into his apprenticeship under Lord Beaubien, the younger brother took an apprenticeship with the Sage Ullyan.

“Your brother,” the wise Sage said one day while going over vast tomes with the young man, “he worries me.”

The young scholar was taken aback. “How so?”

The Sage looked into the eyes of Schulyer, sensing the ire of the young man. “Oh, it’s just… “he continued, “it’s nothing. I worry for his safety that is all.”

The young scholar confided, “I have to be honest with you, sir, I worry about him myself. But he is Garland, he was destined to be great. The witch herself said so, long before I came to be, and she says so to this day.”

What he didn’t know, but Ullyan knew, that the white witch had private reservations. “Garland was born under a dark star, Ullyan,” she’d tell him. However, with the King ignorantly favoring him, and the Captain of the Knights taking Garland under his wing, there was no way she could speak her mind without repercussions. The King longed for the Legendary Warrior of Light to appear, as his people grew wearier as the world fell into greater disarray.

As Ullyan studied the tome, Garland walked by, laughing and joking with his fellow cadets. “Look at him, sir,” Schulyer. “One day I hope to be as great at what I do, as he is at what he does.”