She have to chose between her enemy or a unknown Vampire of folk tales who is still a myth in order to get back her lost empire.

But her decision was something else. She doesn't wanted to spare no effort in getting back her empire.

Where the story of a town goes farther back than expected. Kathy and her family move to a house where a murder happened and strange folk tales surround. When she sees a beast she could only imagine appears before her and calls her, will she get involved in a mystery she could only dream of?

Rose always felt like an outsider, boy was that an understatement. She takes the trip that changes her life forever; grandmas old folk tales have some truth to them, family descended from out of this world, and a secret that will open of Rose to a world of belonging and wonder. This is Aquaria.

THOSE OTHER MORE MYSTERIOUS FOLKS.

In the section above, I have introduced to you the most common folk of this continent. But aside from those folks, there also stories and sometime artefacts which was left behind by, said… more mysterious peoples, drown in myths and legends. So let talk about them.

The lizardman

All the information I had acquired about this race of peoples, only come from folk tales. Those tales spoke of a strange folks called Lizardman, tall creatures they are, approximate 2 metres high, with a flat nose-less face, big mouth and eyes and a snake like neck. Their face and limbs all covered in reptile-like scales, difference from other folks they only have 4 fingers and toes instead of five. The tales also says that they are extremely strong and fierce, and use to be an elite force in service for Varlann empire in the Hundred Years War.

At first, I thought this is just myth of the Valaurea's folks. Until one day, I have a chance to visit a wealthy nobleman and be shown his collection of artefacts. In that big display hall, many of his collection of ancient vases and paintings, contain depiction of long neck tall figure. But I still remain sceptical and think those were just a stylized depiction of human for some ancient artistic preference. Until he shows me a skeleton, although the skeleton is only partially completed of an upper body but it has me intrigue. Now, I'm not a medical student or anything like that, but I still thing I have some knowledge about the human skeleton through books I'd read. And that skeleton's skull, is lack some feature, that is the frontal bone is smooth and the nasal bone is missing. Especially is the neck, human neck only has 7 bones, but the skeleton he shown me have 15. Not only that, the forearm's bone is exceptionally long, almost as long as my arm. An interesting specimen indeed, maybe lizardman is real?

The Dragon folk

Like Lizardman, this is a very mythicized race, and I only known through stories. And the stories don't tell much information about this people, they don't leave behind any monument, ruin, or tomb, temple, neither any writing. Only painting, artistic depiction and literature of other folks about them and the retold of their folktales. But one thing for sure that is the Dragon folk is indigenous people of Varlaurea. The tales says, their appearance is resemblance of the Downers and Uppers except for horns on their head. They also say they're exceptional in magic, some say they're even powerful than the mages of other folks. Their magic ability also allowed them to communicating without open their mouth, so that's why they don't have the need for writing. Especially they excel as true transformation magic, and able to transform into all kind of shapes and size, but they're fond of a shape that resemblance what our world's image of a dragon. Anh the tales also state, that they had a conflict which escalated into a full scale war called "the Hundred Years War" with the Elvas.

The name "Dragon folks" in fact was created by me based on their appearance when transformed.

The Elvas.

All my information about the so call Elvas is just like of the Dragon folks, which it not much, these two are the most mysterious races of this continent, and mysterious of them all is the Elvas. No one knows the Elvas origin, neither their history. Are they also immigrant like the Uppers, Downers and Orc? If so where are they come from? When did they came? No one knows. All of the oldest stories I had found say nothing about their origin, just some simple statement that they have been on Varlaurea for a long, long time.

From the description of legends, they're tall, elegance and beautiful. Always appeared with a long, colourful hair, they lived harmony with nature and in many beautiful cities amid the forest in the northern part of the continent.

I had once visit a site that believe to be the ruin of an Elvas city, at a big forest of Varlaurea, the forest called "the Internal Forest" because the locals said in ancient time, when the Elvas still dwell in the wood, due to their magic, the forest's foliage is always green despite the seasons. Stand among those vine covered ruins I wonder. Who are these peoples? And if they're real, what are they look like? What does their language sound like? And the most importance thing is what kind of story they would tell me? Gaze upon those ruin, all I can says is "it's a shame"

From "A journey to Varlaurea continent" by Chickknight Greenleaf.

Chapter 2 "The folks of Varlaurea".

from the journal of Chickknight Greenleaf

The four old monsters of the previous generation spoke leisurely. Even though they didn't restrain the volume of their voices, not a single word floated outside of their vicinity. With the tacit understanding between them, it was impossible for anyone to overhear their conversation.

"According to Little Ryu, about a few hundred years ago, he stumbled upon a folk tale. Usually, these folk tales describe fanciful and embellished stories of the past while holding the barest modicum of truth, if that. Often, you could read a thousand lies before unknowingly sweeping past a factual recollection of events. However, Little Ryu found something interesting within this tale, something you might raise an eyebrow at, Merula."

Mistress Kunan took a pause before continuing. "Like many other folk tales, this one recounted stories of the Sky Gods. In fact, there were hundreds of tales depicting adventures of at least half a dozen of these legendary figures. The one that caught Little Ryu's attention was one about the Fire Sky God.

"According to the tale, unlike the other Sky Gods, Gracchus was born feeble and weak. Not only was he unable to fend for himself, he was doomed to live a short life due to his frail body."

Ryu's grandparents couldn't help but tremble when they heard these words. They were all experts who had lived through billions of years of life, how could they not immediately pick up why this story caught their grandson's attention? The reality of the matter made them feel powerless and weak.

Taking a deep breath, Vorena managed to stabilize her emotions.

"This folk lore, instead of telling a tale of glory, it told one of sadness and despair. The story simply ended with the death of Gracchus, alone and destitute, having committed suicide due to his own uselessness."

"But then… Isn't it obvious to ignore this story as a lie?" Priest Saint Kunan couldn't help but ask his wife. "Sky God Gracchus obviously became a great man, he was among the pioneers that led the human race to subvert the rule of the Ancestral Beasts. How could his life have simply ended like that?"

"If finding the puzzle pieces that connected to this ruin was so simple, wouldn't someone have found it long before our Little Ryu?" Vorena glared at her husband. She was trying to tell a touching story yet this blockheaded man wanted to interrupt. One should never stop a grandmother when she's in the middle of praising her grandson.

Kunan shrunk back, the blue and gold lightning flickers in his eyes and hair dimming considerably.

"Anyway. Little Ryu also ignored this tale originally. However, a few decades later, he was doing research on Spiritual Foundations in order to help Little Titus breakthrough to the next stage. He wanted to find what heavenly treasures were capable of solidifying an already mature Spiritual Foundation…"

The three grandparents listened to Vorena's tale intently, hanging on her every word, not because she was a good storyteller, but because they loved their grandson very much. His short lifespan only made them cherish him all the more. Even if he had turned out to be a useless debauchee, they would have loved him regardless.

To them, the words 'Spiritual Foundation' were practically taboo for that exact reason. Ryu was born with talent that could shake the very foundation of the Shrine Plane. The momentum of his birth was so momentous that the entire Plane was shrouded in dark clouds for months. Yet, all of that talent was wasted on account of the fact he was born with a False Spiritual Foundation.

In the Martial World, it could be said that there were four pillars that decided one's future. The first was bloodline grade. The second was skeletal grade. The third was meridian grade. Yet, the place where all of these things took root, and the fourth and most important aspect, was one's Spiritual Foundation.

As the Legatee of four Ancestral Grade bloodlines, Ryu passed this first test with flying colors. For this same exact reason, his skeletal grade was off the charts, also being of the Ancestral Grade. Finally, his meridian grade fell behind in no way, also being evaluated at the Ancestral Grade.

These rankings might seem meaningless to many, but for those of the Shrine Plane, this sort of event was unprecedented!

Common grade, Black grade, Earth grade, Heaven grade, Sovereign grade, Ancestral grade and the legendary Origin grade. These seven rankings alone decided the future of young geniuses everywhere, yet Ryu topped them time and time again.

One had to understand that the Origin Grade was rare even among the Sky Gods. In fact, only one of them could claim to have reached such a level! Only a single person in history! For all intents and purposes, Ryu was unmatched in talent.

However… The Spiritual Foundation was all encompassing. It was difficult to explain in just a few words, but it was the method by which all cultivation took root. Those born with False Spiritual Foundations were doomed to a life of mediocrity no matter how profound their remaining talent was.

"… During this research, Little Ryu managed to succeed, of course, making Little Titus practically unmatched in the Shrine Plane, but, at the same time, he came across something curious.

"Once more delving into folk lore to find clues about these magical herbs, Little Ryu found another tale about the Gracchus. It was seemingly disconnected. In fact, it seemed like a completely different story entirely, as though it wasn't even the same character at play.

"The first portrayed Gracchus as a poor, but loving boy. He couldn't bear the idea of his parents struggling to keep him alive, so he committed suicide when he realized that his efforts toward becoming stronger were useless.

"However, the second folk lore described him as a cruel war lord. A man who took women as he pleased and killed men for leisure.

"The entire tale was disgusting and off-putting, however, the curious part was that at the end of his life, Sky God Gracchus reached a level of being where his Will was accepted and melded into the Will of the Heavens. Just like the other Sky Gods, he became immortalized and as such, became capable of choosing successors by Spiritual Foundation Rebirth.

"What caught Little Ryu's attention was the fact that the requirement for this Second Awakening was suicide!"

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If the rolling hills of Winsdell could tell stories, they would have plenty to choose from. They could tell you of young lovers who strolled over their grassy knolls. They could tell you of generations of families who built homes and lived in their valleys. They could weave tells of brave men of old who fought and died to settle the land for the kingdom. The hills could whisper of the many kings and queens buried deep under their lush green grass.

They could tell you all these tales and more, but like the folk who lived along the rolling hills of Winsdell, the hills would probably tell the tale of the Sentinel of Cassendar over and over. No one grew tired of talking of the many adventures and triumphs of the Sentinel. The Sentinel of Cassendar was not a large group. They were too elite and selective for too many to be counted in their number. Their group never boasted more than 500 members, yet it was said they could fight as well as 5,000 other talented soldiers.
There were many tales where the Sentinel was able to overtake vast armies who tried to raid Winsdell and the royal family of the kingdom of Lanoxan who lived there. According to the tales, the Sentinel of Cassendar had never been defeated. It is said when raiding soldiers heard the thundering hooves of the horses of the Sentinel, they quake in fear. When the Sentinel is seen on their black horses, dressed in their black and silver uniforms, veteran soldiers have been known to run.
It was easy to see why the folk of Winsdell took such pride in the Sentinel. Winsdell had long been a stronghold of safety and peace. The High Palace had stood at its center for over 2,000 years with the royal family of Cassendar within its walls. Turmoil may threaten the rest of the kingdom, but the town of Winsdell never fell. It never suffered raiders or destructions because of the might of the Sentinel.
The favorite tales of the Sentinel were always about the High Captains who had served. The brave men who had held the position were legendary. Talented fighters and users of the Mystics, these men had been known for amazing deeds. Heroldare was known to have killed over 2,000 men by himself before they could breach the palace. Marcus was said to have jumped the great river with his horse to save a princess. Justice was known for climbing the tallest tower of the palace from the outside to save his king. All the men who had held the position of High Captain for the last 2,000 years were known to be great.
Now there was a new tale of the Sentinel. One that made folks raise their eyebrows and started their tongues to wagging. A tale that at first was thought to be some falsehood or mistake. It was laughed off and dismissed until the ceremony took place. High Captain Valian was getting old. He was ready to pass on his leadership. It was time for him to choose the next High Captain.
Folk in Winsdell spent weeks discussing who he would pick. Some thought it would be Darron, the Lord of Farrell's son. Darron was a great favorite in Winsdell, with his good looks and easy-going manners. He was known to be a talented fighter and user of Mystics.
Roderick Ellis was also a good choice. He was a little young, but most new High Captains were. He was not as high born as Darron, but his father had still been a lord. He was known to best Darron in sparring regularly, and almost no one could sit a horse as well as him.
The day of the ceremony came, and Valian handed off his silver sword to the next High Captain. The sword went to neither Darron nor Roderick.
When Valian handed over his silver sword, he handed it to another member of the Sentinel. One that some had dismissed as a rumor. No one could say this member wasn't skilled or wise. Young perhaps, but there had been younger High Captains. No one could argue that this member wasn't a great fighter, or user of Mystics, because it wouldn't be untrue.
In fact, it was rumored that there had not been such a great user of Mystics seen in over 1,000 years. This member was very high born, almost royalty. This member's father was the High Lord of Winsdell. This member grew up in the shadow of the palace, spending days learning and playing with a prince and princess. This member had every qualification except one; she was not a man.
Valian passed the sword to the only daughter of the High Lord of Winsdell, Dracia Yates, a woman. Gasps were heard all around. The members of the Sentinel, usually so still and quiet, made disbelieving noises. It took a stern glare from Valian for the Sentinel to bow before their new High Captain.
With all this, Dracia did not look fearful or unsure. She stared out with her bright brown eyes over the Sentinel. She said her vow with a clear, steady voice. She called for her seconds with no hesitation. She was the epitome of what a High Captain should be, except for her one fault of being a woman.
The king came with the prince and gave his blessing to the new captain. Dracia bowed before them and swore her oath. The king showed no signs of displeasure or surprise, but folk thought the usually pleasant prince seemed unhappy as he held out his hand to Dracia. There was talk that he even dared to glare at his father.
Folks may have talked and shaken their heads, but life for the Sentinel went on. The new High Captain proved her worth, and within the year any doubts within the Sentinel seemed to have been put to rest. The High Captain was known to be much loved amongst the men and few women who made up the elite group of fighters. Their devotion to their leader was evident in their manner and speech.
She had chosen Darron and Rodrick as her seconds, and they seemed to serve with much pride and pleasure. Life went on in Winsdell as the Sentinel of Cassendar stood as strong and firm as it had for the last 2000 years.

The Sentinel of Cassendar has stood strong for over 2000 years protecting the kingdom and the royal family.  An elite group of fighters and users of the Mystics, the Sentinel is legendary for its strength, honor, and bravery.  No members of the Sentinel are ever so revered as the men who have served as High Captain.  A new High Captain has been chosen that has made many start to question the Sentinel’s future. 

The kingdom of Lanoxan is facing a tremulous time as outside forces threaten its people and royal family.  Not only is the High Captain faced with these outside threats, but secrets also surround her as she tries to figure out the best way to serve her kingdom while protecting the honor of the Sentinel and those she loves.

After reading the whole journal that I found in the laberry, I finish around midnight and after going back at midnight. I found out that this story was part of the Everwood folktale and father got the rest of the soup for us, I went into the bedroom to clear myself up before we went on our way. When I was brushing my hair out and I was waiting for the other guys to finish cleaning up, I found out that something was written on the back of the journal. "This is only part of the everwood folktales that the darkness destroyed, the rest of the folk tales are still out in the land. Only one who has the power of Mavis can truly bring the folktale story back to the land. The zodiac sister Mavis, was the one who found the tales from the great maker after their were lost and Mavis power is the only way to found the rest of the folk tales''
I think I know what the cloak person told me in this dream, I have after she told me about the darkness, "Everwood is not what it look like'' After reading this folktale and leaning all the thing I found out about the darkness, the darkness was hiding something and they was brainwashing people. Then this light showed up, when I put down the journal and this light talked to me again but it was a little deeper like a male voice. "Follow your dream and end the midnight waking, guardian" I put the journal in my bag and headed out to the cart with the guys, we were on the path. The rain lit up a little but we said that we were almost to the new base. We were told that our bags made it to the new base, they were shocked by the roses within the bag, then my father, who just remembered, forgot to tell them about me. So when we get to the new base, after seeing me they have to tell the head guadiana about me and get the new guys, they don't need to look for my daughter. I have to follow the same rule that I have at the new base and the guys who want to go to the new base, tell them not to throw the roses or the female stuff away. The guys told me that, and they have to talk with fathers about it, so they made a space for me in the garden, then a room that was in the basement. The head guardian has to talk with the other guys, about how to act and treat a girl and what will happen if they do anything to me.
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July 10, 0250

	This will be the journal entry I will ever write, this journal will only one I own and it is going to be in hiding as well. Only the child  of the zodiac sisters can read this and Stacy told me that the child of the fourth older within the zodiac signs is the only one, who understands Everwood. The Everwood on the island and put this journal with the other. So if you are the child of the fourth older zodiac sisters, I trust you with the journal of unfinished tales and the handbook that the darkness hunter gave me. So if anyone reading this, copy this letter down and give it to the darkness for me. 

To the folk reading this, .... 

			... -The eight child of the zodiac sister, Scorpio
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This is book 1 of my main book serial, The curse of the iron rose. Read the story to find out what the curse of the iron rose  is about.
When the zoidac sisters are all dead killed by the darkness and their no light in the land. When the darkness take over with no guardian left in the land but for one under the darkness nose. After Stacy death, the sign and power off Scorpio is the first one to come back to Everwood. The new journal of the zodiac signs, have start once again. Read to found out what happen in the curse of the iron rose.

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