Diego frowned deeply as he saw only one of the "Light of God" wander away into the wilderness from the elf village. He muttered softly, saying:
[I knew this would happen.]
[To be honest if I was in their position I would also do the same.]
[However it would have been more easy for me if they had all just come out of the village.]
[Then, I could effortlessly pick them off one at a time.]
Diego had a wistful expression as he watched the elf coming closer, he recalled the plan one more time as he sprung to action.
He had divided his troops into various groups: one set was tasked with watching for spies who could relay information back to the elves, while another remained with him.
He left the majority of his troops with the female apprentice soul-vampire to keep her company and act as protection. While she didn't truly need defending, he simply wanted to do something nice for her.
However, when the elf drew closer and Diego spun to attack, he realized he wasn't the one trapping the elf—the elf was trapping him.
***
In the enchanted domain, the elves were divided into four major groups. The first group consisted of adventurers.
The next group included knights, soldiers, artisans, and workers; they were primarily referred to as the working class.
The third group was identified as aristocrats—those who had secured great wealth and lived as masters. This group also delved into the domain's political matters, possessing immense power, prestige, and wealth, second only to the royals.
The royals were the final group, born into privilege. While they did not face the hardships of the other three classes, their minds were rigorously trained in strategy, commerce, etiquette, and governance.
Momon serendipitous birth allowed him to belong in all four groups. He was born to royalty yet a bastard son, his mother was Laela—a woman with skin as soft as pomegranate and pale as a candle's wisp, radiating a light akin to the moon.
Her smile was said to be the only thing that calmed the king's heart, and she would have continued to enjoy the kindness of the king, had the king not died under mysterious circumstances.
Shortly after the king's death, Momon and his mother, Laela, had no choice but to return to the outskirts of the village. Although no longer royalty, Momon remembered the strategy, commerce, etiquette, and governance he learned from the royal family, despite being whisked away at the age of eight.
Starting as an adventurer at just fifteen, he used that knowledge to train hard, fight monsters, and collect bounties. Though he became a hero to the people by seventeen, that year was marked by tragedy: the death of his mother.
Momon heaved a heavy sigh as he recalled his mother's death; he also wiped a tear from his face while he continued recalling past events.
At age twenty-one, he had become a knight for his step-sister who was about to become queen of the land, surprisingly Momon harbored no resentment with his royal family as he carried out his duties carefully.
However, immediately his step-sister became queen, the soul beings came. At first Momon thought they were ordinary monsters, so he attacked them the same way he attacked normal monsters.
Although he had a vast combat experience fighting normal monsters, the soul beings seemed faster, smarter, craftier, and more innovative.
They slaughtered the elves in the same manner they killed livestock. The elves were no match for them, and so, for the first time, they turned to their God for strength.
Although their God offered them power, it was a gradual process, and they could not immediately use this God-given gift to expel the invaders from their homeland.
Thus for a while, they remained powerless, as the soul beings trapped them under a yoke of slavery and subject to unrelenting cruelty.
Ironically, that was the first and last time the elves didn't have a particular group, everyone was treated the same way and they also had mercy for one another, since they had a common enemy.
With the elves united against a common enemy, the instigators of the first rebellion was formed.
Although the elves had once reigned supreme in their domain and possessed a fundamental knowledge of weapons—such as bows and arrows, larps (a type of two-handed shortsword), spears, sabers, daggers, and swords of different sizes—their God provided them with weapons unlike anything they had received before.
These weapons seemed to be alive, unlike those they had once used; furthermore, the more they worshipped their God, the more knowledge was bestowed upon them, the knowledge of how to use their newfound armaments.
Momon was one of the few to be bestowed a weapon from God, he received a scimitar which he named "Quenya" which meant excellent in both or best of both worlds.
Anytime Momon brandished his scimitar he felt he was complete and the only missing part of him was finally added to him.
A few decades later, Momon and other members of the rebellion gathered for a meeting to declare war on the soul beings once again, and so the war started.
The toll of death and destruction on both sides was overwhelming; while the elves felt they couldn't win the battle, the soul beings kept coming relentlessly.
Just as the elves felt all hope was lost, the unexpected occurred: the soul beings agreed to a truce. After the necessary conditions were fulfilled, the elves secured a diplomatic victory.
The elves didn't know the true reason for the truce and why the soul beings agreed to stop the war, all they knew was that they needed time to prepare if they wanted to be victorious in the next war to come.
Momon's step-sister, the queen, rewarded the best warriors in the war with the title "Light of God," and that was how Momon acquired the title along with other unexpected boons.
Momon's mind returned to the present as he faced a soul being, recalling the promise he had made to be victorious in the coming war.
His mind lingered on only one question:
"Am I prepared?"