Another day in the Dark spruce has begun and so has the life of a child. The King of the Dark spruce maned Augustus admires the great blessings that have come to him, the army general of the Dark army second in command after the King commander Supta Everest has gotten a child of his own an heir to his name and the surity of his bloodline and he named him
spun /spun:n/. The great news was shared all around the kingdom and great joy filled the heart of all who heard of it, many gifts were presented as congratulations to Supta and his wife Ari but among all those gifts the best and most important of them all was the sword that was given to the baby himself from the kings very hands it was a great sword of mighty calibre. The sword is only as powerful as it's user, the King was aware of that fact and somehow he knew that spun will be a great asset in the Dark army, the king is immortal and has been the only ruler of the Dark spruce. He has seen many generations come and go and with those facts he is not capable of having children of his own and doesn't see the need for offspring as he is immortal but still there is something about spun that draws him nearer, he takes spun as his own blood and seeing that his father commander Everest is the kings right hand man and would do Great things for him, commander Everest could not be more grateful to the king whom he had served for many years but instead of accepted the appreciation from the commander the king thanked the commander instead for making him a very happy man. The baby looked as his new sword held carefully by his father with his fully open big purple eyes, as if knowing that he and that sword were soon going to be inseparable.Three years have passed and spun can now lift his sword, his father commander Everest wanted no time and began to teach him sword fighting, he was first taught how to hold and strike with his sword "your left hand is your blade's control and your right is your blade's power, hold it with your left on the bottom and the right at the top of your sheath raise your blade and angle it behind you and strike your katana with all your power". These clear instructions were given to him by his father and he did not fail nor falter at any step, everything that was said was carried out to near perfection, commander Everest was shocked, as a commander he was impressed at his attention to detail and his strength but as a father he couldn't be prouder it was clear that spun was very smart and it didn't take long for him to learn the intellectual aspect of battle. Nearly two years had passed and spun's fifth birthday celebration was being held in the palace, although many were focused on the celebrations the king has a special thing planned, he wishes to use the party to see how strong spun has become since he started training two years ago the party was properly planned and everyone was put in charge of various tasks even the king had a task to get the cake every seemed perfect but during the party a lot of delays and disturbances went on and it made spun very frustrated, when it was time for the cake cutting the king pretended to not being aware of his task of getting the cake he said he had forgotten but spun had just about enough of it, his blood boiled and his mind was surged with the turbulence of a thunder storm, he unsheathed his sword and hit the tip of it lightly on the ground but it seemed as though nothing happened then there was a rumble and then the sound of cracking eminating from the earth, then a crack flowed from the spot of contact between the tip of spun's sword and the ground to the guards at the very end of the large room and with another rumble the crack split open slightly revealing a seemingly never ending darkness below. The guards both in and out the room were unaware of spun's little outburst but the resulting crack made them all run out of their stations thinking that they were under attack and were going to be swallowed by the earth.The king nodded his head in joy to know that spun has progressed far from the underling he was two years ago he was also shocked and in wonder thinking of how a young soul being spun was able to perform a feat most of the Dark army could not do, this did not change spun's little even a little bit as he was angry about his party but the king provided the cake and rewarded spun for making him proud not only for getting stronger over the years but for exerting and releasing his anger through his blade as every real warrior does when he is enraged.