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Issac

The name was originally a figment of his mind, unknown to himself. To hear it being called as his name was a small revelation. "Whats with that blank look?", said the girl whose voice had snapped him back to reality. "Don't tell me that after 2 days you forgot about me did you?" 2 days..., he thought. I had been out for two days? "I'm sorry," he said. "but I don't think I'm Issac." "What?" she replied.

"I can't remember anything...not even my own name...so I can't be sure, I'm the very person you're thinking about..."

"oh...well my father might be able to help. Come with me!"

Obviously she was determined, but for what reason? What were the odds that he was truly Issac? Eventually he was led to the throne room where he met the same portly man that sat on the large chair that oversaw the ball. "Issac!" he exclaimed. "So good to see you!" "Father, he lost his memory a while ago,", she explained. "do you think you can help him?" "Memory loss?", he asked. "yes sir..." said the boy. "I don't know who I am...or what I've been doing, or what I was doing."

"I'm sorry to hear that my boy."said the king. " But you DO look like him. I believe that you do deserve such a name."

"So...I'm Issac now."

"Correct. Now we have a mission for you."

"Wait, what?! I just came in! How could you have a mission prepared for me?!"

"But this is imperative!!! this concerns YOUR kind!!!"

"M...My kind?!"

"Yes. Something wrong is happening. Disorder is on the rampage. creatures are running amok amongst the wilderness, and war is upon us."

"War? Against whom?"

"unfortunately we don't know", interjected the young girl. "Our intelligence forces, and the mages have not reported in."

"now might not be the time, but who are you again?" asked Issac.

"My name is Mia. Mia Alexandros III."

"... continue please."

"The mages normally kept the town's borders as well as the country's but so far there have been no sign of them...like they've been exterminated."

"You are this country's last hope. Your objective is to identify the nation that's attacking us and the whereabouts of any remaining mages.", said the king.

"but what about my memory?", asked Issac.

"something might turn up. The Issac we sent left two days ago and we didn't get any word of communication when he left. You might find something that turns up."

"Do you accept the mission?" asked the girl.

Issac looked down pondering at the events had just happened. His name, his powers, the king, Mia... He wondered if he had any choice about this. I don't have one. If I don't accept, I might not find out who I am. He nodded his head. "Excellent!! absolutely excellent!!" exclaimed the King. "You will leave tomorrow morning. Good luck young one." "Thank you, sir.", replied Issac.

"Just call me Alex."

Alex, Alexandros, go figure.