Dear friends,

I am going to tell you the story of the mage lord. His name, Serus. He was standing on the huge icebergs of Icyland, with his proud apocalypse robe reading the holy bible to everybody in the town. The war horn blew, the war drums drummed. The first signs of battle. He stopped his lecture, and got ready for battle against the Dwarf Apes and Icedemons. He organised his troops in line and lead his army to battle. The battle raged on and on, neither side willing to give in. Finally after years of battle the monsters gave away. Serus unleashed his skill thunder and with a mighty roar slayed all the monsters. They lay there dead. The foul smells of the dead body was cleaned by the cleaners of Icyland. Now Icyland is a peaceful city with the people living in harmony.