THE Universe contained two worlds: The Human World, Fulaina, and the Spirit world.
For centuries, these two co-existence species have lived peacefully with one another after the leaders of the five kingdoms in Fulaina and the Spirit family forged a peace treaty that is known as 'The Humanity-Spirit Treaty'.
That is until one fateful day...
THUD. THUD. THUD.
Heavy footsteps stormed harshly on the marbled floors of the empty hallways. A young King in a golden armour with the Spirit family’s crest printed on his chest, ran speedily across the empty corridors. He listened to the sound of his heart beating loudly against his chest.
Long maroon hair that was tied in a high ponytail swung swiftly as he hurried to reach his destination, and finally, he stopped at dark coral painted door: the Master bedroom.
With trembled hands, the King slowly reached out to the doorknob and held onto it for a moment. Taking a long deep breath, he exhaled and slowly turned the doorknob.
Dark emerald eyes caught instantly the attention of the two figures stood at the centre of the private chamber. Both of the figures whom the King trusted with his whole being, looked back at him. Before the king could utter a word, one of the two figures, a tall and bulky knight who also wore a knight armour with the same phoenix-printed crest on his chest, moved slowly and approached him.
The King's knees grew weak. He had been informed of the horrible news earlier by the messenger, yet he refused to believe. But now, seeing the sorrowful expression on his two most trusted subordinates made him realised the news was real after all.
“My Queen?” The King asked, desperately.
The knight raised his hand onto the latter’s shoulders in a firm grip.“My deepest condolences for your loss... Ferid.”
Choked on his words, Ferid lowered his head. With his head covered, he wept silently. While usually, he would never allow anyone to see him in his weakest state, he could no longer hold back his emotions at the tragic loss of the love of his life.
As the King broke down and wept like a lost child, a gentle hand suddenly touched his shoulder.
Ferid looked up and met eyes with a beautiful, slender young woman clad in semi-full white silk attire that covered most of her figure, stood in front of him, with a kind and gentle gaze.
“Though Her Royal Highness the Queen may have gone to the Heavens, we must never forget the gift she had left behind, Your Majesty,” The young woman said gently, tilting her head at a small cradle behind her.
Ferid instantly froze.
“Your Majesty,” the male Knight snapped him out of his trance. With a firm pat on the latter's back, the knight smiled encouragingly.
Ferid swallowed hard and nervously approached to the cradle. His expression slowly changed from the grief of losing his beloved Queen to the warm feeling in his heart when he peeked at the infant wrapped bundle in a pink blanket.
As gently as he could, Ferid picked the fragile newborn and carefully held her in his arms.
“My daughter,” Ferid said softly, tears rolling down his cheeks.
The woman nodded. “May I present to you, The Crown Princess and future Queen of this kingdom.”
A smile broke on the grief-stricken King’s lips as he kissed his newborn on the forehead.
“There’s more to it, Your Majesty,” The knight cleared his throat. In his arms, he held another infant wrapped in a blue blanket.
Ferid's eyes widened at sight.
“A double blessing, Sire. Even the Oracle did not predict of this double blessing,” Golden eyes gazed down at the infant in his arms, who woke up and began to cry furiously. The knight softly cooed the infant in his arms, before placing him inside the cradle, beside his twin.
“What shall you do with the little one?” The knight asked cautiously.
Ferid had a deep frown formed on his forehead.
It was rare within the Royal Spirit family to have a pair of twins, let alone, fraternal twins. Only the births of females Royalty would be celebrated in joy and excitement throughout the Kingdom as it is firmly believed the female Spirits are destined to bring great prosperity and fortune to the entire Spirit World. Their male counterpart, however, is said to bring great misfortune and destruction. Hence, male infants would often be burned alive or killed.
There were those who did survive the misfortunes, but they would never dare to dream of inheriting the throne as they will be sent far away isolation or political marriage.
The thick silence tension grew between them. The two subordinates holding onto their breaths － waiting anxiously for the King to make his decision. The male knight refused to barge from his spot which was near the cradle. He was prepared to defend the little Prince from his own father, should the worst possible thing happen.
Ferid turned his gaze upon the two infants in the cradle. Deep emerald eyes stared at their peaceful sleeping faces intensely. Before a broad smile broke his lips.
“We’ll keep them both,” Ferid reached out one hand and played with the Prince’s small and fragile fingers. “No child of mine is cursed. This Prince shall rise and helps to rule the kingdom alongside his sister. Keeping the nation safe and sound from any unwanted threats.”
His two subordinates let out a long relieved sigh upon hearing his words. Smiling at his King, the male knight asked, “What will you name them, Your Majesty?”
“I shall name them… Makai and Mika. ‘Makai’ means ‘The Guardian’ while ‘Mika’ means ‘The Future’s Light’ in our mother-tongue, Ancient Aspaniac. These two shall be the hopes and protectors of our future.”
Nodded their heads at the King’s declaration, the two subordinates saluted to the King and the newly born twins.
AN announcement was made about the births of the future Queen and the Prince throughout the whole Kingdom and beyond. The news of the fraternal twins in the Spirits’ Royal Family caused a great shock to many. Most of them feared a great catastrophe would soon befall them should the Prince continue to live and demanded him to be killed while a minority of them have kindly accepted the birth of the Prince with an opened heart.
News of the newly born twins eventually reached the ears of the upperclassmen and the great leaders of Fulaina. Some were acceptance and joyous when they heard the news while others cursed them, fearing the birth was a threat to mankind.
Time passed by fast since the birth of the royal twins. Fearing for the safety of his children, King Ferid had unwillingly arranged for them to stay away from the public’s eyes and had built a small private Manor, inside the castle.
Though they were confined most of the time in the manor, the twins were inseparable. They lived peacefully and content, while keeping each other’s company. The only regular visitors they received over the years, were the King and his loyal personal bodyguard and Royal Advisor, whom they had affectionately referred to as ‘Uncle Leo’. Never once were they allowed to step outside of the manor’s compound, except for a special occasion such as birthdays.
It wasn’t until the twins’ seventh birthday where things had changed dramatically. On that same year, a war broke out between the Spirits and mankind. Blinded by selfishness and greed, men had kidnapped the Spirit’s crown Princess and wanted the prophecy for themselves.
The war is later known as the ‘Great War’. The battlefield that had taken place was later known to many as the ‘Red Line’ － a passage between Fulaina and the Spirit’s World.
The long and hard battle between the Spirits and mankind lasted for months before an unknown force landed in the middle of the mist battlefield. It caught both sides off-guarded with an unstoppable, powerful blast, thus, ending the war.
Mankind miraculously survived the blast. However, the same could not be said for the Spirits as they had mysteriously disappeared with leaving any traces at all. Nobody knew what happened to the Spirits or where had the powerful blast came from.
After the Great War had ended, a magical and powerful seal was being placed by a man known as the Master Oracle Khulai, on a portal that connected the Spirit World and Fulaina, to keep the two races apart from colliding with each other ever again.
As time went by, men slowly picked up themselves and rebuilt their lives after the Great War. Very few people knew about the existence of the Spirits and the excellent and friendly political relationship they once had.
Those who had lived through the war swore not to ever forgive nor forget what the Spirits had done to their homes and families. They whispered terrible words to the young ones, feeding their loathes and hatred toward the Spirits.
The existence of the Spirits and how it had mysteriously disappeared during the Great War, were soon erased and forgotten completely by mankind…