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THE GOLDEN KNIGHT #1: The Boy Is Summoned Part One

In The Beginning….

And this is how the Great Divide came to be. Once there was one Kingdom and the King ruled over his people with a just and fair law. The Law came from the ancient Book. Many had written the Law into the Book, but all of the Law came from the King. Through the Book and the King, the people prospered and there was peace throughout the land.

(Listen To The Prologue and Watch Our Animated Video!)

But in those days, there came Flar, the evil fire lord, who promised the people an easy way to an even better life. To gain this, they would only need to turn away from the Law of the Book and the King. The people were fooled by the empty promises of Flar and fearful of his armies. In the Great Battle, the people betrayed the King and his winged avengers. To save the Kingdom, the King created the Great Divide, a wall of supernatural energy, which separates the Kingdom from the people. The Book remains in the hands of Flar, who seeks to destroy it and all of its wisdom and power. Only through the Book can a person

cross the Great Divide and regain the Kingdom.

So the people have suffered under the harsh rule of Flar, the evil fire lord. They long to open the Book and enter into the Kingdom once again.

And the people still remember the legends of the heroic Knights, defenders of the Kingdom and guardians of the people. Knights of courage and virtue who performed great deeds in the name of the King.

So it has been for countless generations…

The King stood on the castle walls staring out at the energy barrier known as the Great Divide. Marsonee, the archangel, dressed in full battle armor, approached the King from behind through a stone door. As Marsonee drew near, he knelt down on one knee.

“You summoned me, my King?” Marsonee calmly asked.

The King turned and smiled at his winged friend. He extended his hand.

“Arise,” he said.

“As you wish,” Marsonee replied, rising to his feet.

“It is time,” the King remarked, turning back to face the Great Divide.

Marsonee was startled. “Is the boy ready?” he questioned. “Is he the one to

fulfill the prophecy?”

“The Great Divide can no longer be allowed to stand,” the King said. “The

people must be reunited with their King.”

“But if he is not ready…,” Marsonee began.

“Only time can determine if the boy is ready,” the King answered, stroking his

short, white beard in thought. “We cannot force him to seek his destiny.”

“And what of the Great Book, my King? Without it, there is no way to cross through the Great Divide. Only the Keeper can open the Book and reveal its wisdom. There has been no Keeper spawned in this generation.”

“Every generation has produced a Keeper of the Book through the royal family of Devon. This generation has been no different,” the King replied.

“The House of Devon has fallen to Flar and his armies of fire,” Marsonee

remarked. “King Devon has produced no heirs, save his daughter, and the Keeper

has always been a male.”

“Things are not always as they appear, Marsonee,” the King answered. “Surely, you would know that as well as I. You must have faith that events will transpire in our favor. You must have faith in the people.”

“What would you have me do then, my King?” Marsonee obediently asked.

“You will go to the village of Arter and find the boy known as Justin. His

parents will willingly give him to you. You will journey with Justin to the city of

Rone. When you arrive there, you shall go to the ancient cathedral. In the catacombs,

underneath the church, you both shall find who and what you are looking for.”

“And you believe that this boy, Justin, can remove the sword from the stone cross?”

“Have you lost faith in the very prophecies that I have created?” the King asked.

Marsonee did not answer.

“When the boy does,” the King continued, “the Golden Knight and his mighty order shall be reborn.”

The King placed his hands on Marsonee’s shoulders. “Go now, my friend. May you find your faith again on your journey.”

“I am your servant, my King,”

Marsonee replied, bowing slightly. Marsonee walked to the edge of the castle wall. His mighty wings opened and began flapping swiftly. Marsonee rose upward and, within moments, he was flying toward the Great Divide.


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