"Vincent! How many time do I have to tell you to stop being late for deliveries! I just got another call about how you once again showed up after the scheduled appointment time! Take these flowers to the local church and don't be late, orso help me I will beat you down child!" 

"Ok, ok mom I wont be late I’ll leave right now geez." 

With that I head off towards the church in our small town. "I wonder what flowers the church even needs anyway. Let's see.. Hydrangea, Carnation, and lily flowers. Kind of a dark ensemble I wonder if it's for a funeral. Ole well not my business I suppose. For as long as I could remember I’ve helped mom with the flower shop on top of having to memorize almost every flower known to man my mother doesn't let me slack for any reason.It's hard sometimes to deal with her, but I know she means well and I don’t hate my life so I have no problems with helping out. 

I arrive at the church and a lovely nun opens the door and gives me a bright smile that makes my cheeks turn red. "Hi Vincent I’m glad you made it here on time." 

"Thank you sister I’m glad I could just help out. If I may ask what are the flowers for."

"Oh your mother didn't tell you? These flowers are for your funeral I could have sworn I told her maybe I forgot."

"Wait what. What do you mean my funeral! I’m right here I didn't die"

"Hee hee Little Vincent you're so silly of course you've already died."

Present Day

"Wait NOOOO!!"

"Kynor dear are you ok? You're breathing so heavily did you have a bad dream? There there sweet pea mommies right here."

With the familiar smell of my mother engulfing me as she hugged me tightly my breathing began to slow down as I relaxed. Taking in my surroundings im in my bedroom. It's still night outside maybe around two or three in the morning. "Momma can I go get a drink?" 

"Of course sweet pea Let's go together."

My Momma and I quickly make our way to the kitchen and back. I finish the glass of water on my way to my bedroom and momma tucks me in before heading off back to sleep. Before I knew it, it was morning and something grabs me by my ankle and lifts me up. Hanging upside down I see that Sir grardor is looking at me as if he wants to make my life miserable. "It's time to go sissy boy, you have training to start today." 

"ugh.. why can't I just sleep in though it's not like the training is going anywhere." 

"What did you say brat?! Im taking the time to train someone whose far too young in my opinion to even touch a sword, but you expect me to change my day to fit yours just because you're royalty? Don't make me laugh, this is my training regimen and I refuse to change it for anyone. So I hope you have the stamina to keep up with it. Other wise you're gonna be in for a long ride."

I let out a pouty sigh "Guess I don’t have a choice do I!"

"Nope now lets get a move on!" We make our way to the open courtyard where I find a large space that seems to be outfitted as an arena. Not to mention that I’m still being carried by my ANKLE the entire trip to the arena!!

Throwing me on the ground, I land on my back looking up at Sir Grardor upside down. He is a very menacing looking demokin. With muscles the size of my head on his arms and thighs alike. I can't imagine the training he has gone through to get to where he's at. With a square jaw line and angry eyes he has the look of a man who is ready to kill at any moment. His dark green horns almost seem thick and burly as if to match his body. 

"From this day forward until I say otherwise we are going to condition you with simple exercises." He spoke with anger.

"Oh thank god I really thought it was going to be such a brutal experience." I say with happiness

"I'm glad you think it will be easy brat! You will start every morning with a 5 kilometer run. You will get back to rest for two minutes. You will then begin a set of 200 push ups, sit-ups, and sword swings of my choosing. After your final set of sword swings you will repeat the regimen two more times. These will be completed by mid afternoon. Then I will be free of your puny self till the next day." "Good luck." He says with a menacing smile. 

"Now Begin!!" He shouts. 

Let me be the first to tell you that this training regimen is not normal for any sort of being. At the end of the first set my body and arms are beyond numb to the point that it actually hurts to breath. By the second set I was on the verge of crying at how much my body hurts. I finish my second set after about the 6th hour of training. Sir Grardor walks over to me as I’m finishing my last drink of water. 

"That's enough for the day. Anymore and you are likely to throw up or pass out form exhaustion. Go rest for the second half of your day. I recommend you sleep for two hours. I imagine the second half of your day will be worse than the first." He said with a smile.

I take his advice and fall asleep right there on the soft fluffy grass. After about an hour and half passes I’m woken by miss Aurora. "Hello lord Kynor how goes your training?" She says as she lays out an entire spread of food for me. 

I begin chomping down at anything and everything my hands can grab ahold of. Talking with my mouth still full "It's awful why do I even have to do all this all I do is run around all day and do basic exercises and swing my sword in the same form for hours on end!" 

"Lord Kynor I know it may seem hard now, but come some time in the future I’m sure you will thank sir Grardor for everything that he's doing. Also he may seem like a jerk at times, but I’m pretty sure that's just to put on a show. he's actually pretty soft hearted. Give it some time and keep an open mind, I know he will grow on you. Now come on Lord Kynor we must go to the second half of your training."

"Wait what do you mean I thought I was done for theday."

"No silly we still have your magic studies to look forward too. I was just worried about you so I wanted to make sure you had a full belly before you get started." She says with a heartwarming smile and slight tilt of her head. 

Ugh.. why can't I be older, I would like take this gorgeous demokin as my wife if I could. She's to pretty for her own good. 

"Now come on Young Lord, we must make haste if we are to make it in time."

After a few moments I'm led into an open library with several bookshelves layered all throughout the open room. At the end of the room is my magic teacher with his slim frame and pure white cloak as if to signify his prestige. His navy blue horns match perfectly with his dark blue leather armor and pants. He has long grey hair that drops below his shoulders in a way that almost makes him look handsome. 

"Young Lord welcome to your studies. I hear your morning was a bit rough?" He asks with concern

"Rough is not the word that I would use." I say with exhaustion. 

"That is quite alright though Young Lord, hopefully you can rest a little while I teach you your studies. Let's get started rightaway."

"As if I had a choice.." I remark

"Let us begin with history. Our continent was founded over six thousand years ago by Rubelt Handro. Rubelt is a Demokin with a profound ability to control space and time. No one of that time or this time have ever figured out how he became known to this power, but he used it to sever us quite literally from the major continent of Duradel. Using his abilities of space and time Rubelt cast a rift in space Across the continent in order to sever the land allowing us to split off from the ever raging wars of the humans. After several thousand years our continent has been ever slowly drifting away from the continent Duradel. With now several hundred kilometers of vast ocean in between us we live in relative peace besides those who travel to slay the demon lord. Our demon kind is a very resilient kind of being almost to that of he humans. We have lower birth rates than that of humans, but our children are much stronger in comparison so we have far less infantile deaths. There are a few ways to get to the main continent, that being through hidden ancient teleportation gates, taking vessels across the sea, or simply flying there, although flying is an option one would need a firm understanding of ones Magic Constellation Array. Any questions Young Lord? 

"You said that we separated from Duradel, but what is the name of our continent or did we never decide too?"

"Good question! Our continent has never been named. Sure we could make something up on the spot, but our kind has never cared for such frivolous matters so we have always just been known as the land of demokins."

"hmm.. ok.. kind of sad don't you think? That we have an entire race of people here, but no one thinks it's important enough to name our home." I say with sadness

"I suppose you're not wrong Young Lord."

"Fine then, it's settled when I become Lord of this land I will name our continent. I will lead our nation into peace even if I have to do it to my last breath." 

"Young Lord I truly hope and believe that you will be able to do everything you say." He says proudly. "Now Young Lord let's get started on your Magic Cultivation. First thing to do is check your Magic attunement. Please put your hand on this Crystal orb."

I take my hand and place it firmly on the orb. I see Yandrake focus intently while humming some words I don't understand. I look back at the orb and notice swirling colors on the inside of the crystal there are several colors that are forming to make up different flowers. The red one forms and amaryllis flower, the green one forms a peony flower, the yellow one forms a violet flower, the blue one forms a tulip flower, and then a white one hangsover top of each of them forming a white rose. Out of the corner of my eye I see Yandrake step back and fall on his butt.

"What.. What is going on this shouldn't be possible, even if the lady seer said he was destined for greatness this is too much. What kind of burden do you have to go through to be given this much potential." He talks to himself as if he's contemplating his life choices. 

"Young Lord as of today I cannot teach you magic I will be in charge of your basic studies, as far as magic is concerned I must decline,as for I am not of this caliber. I will arrange for someone to come take my place as your magic trainer. Please understand I just want the best for you."

"Uhh.. I mean I trust sir Yandrake It's ok I’m just confused ill leave it to you then." I say with concern. 

"Thank you Young Lord, I will depart immediately please wait for my call back and continue with your other training regiment."

A month goes by with no word from Sir Yandrake, I continue my training with Sir Grardor and after a Month I have finally been able to complete my 3rd set of the regiment he has laid out. Albeit still exhausted as if I just started, but I have at least made some progress. Then almost two weeks after that Sir yandrake arrives back with two others trailing behind him.