Dalmechia

Intro In the world of Dalmechia, magic flows everywhere, even in the air itself. The magic comes in the form of ether, which is in everything from the plants tonthe water. There are three types of people who use magic. The first is the everyday person, who thanks to the help of a crystal, can draw ether from the air to do magic. The second are called bearers, who thanks to their innate ability to use ether and magic, are highly sought after. But not in the way you'd think, because instead of being praised or called lucky, they're traded to be slaves. Anyone who's born a bearer is almost traded immediately, as soon as they can walk and talk. And the third, well, they're no push overs. The third type is called an Eikon, which means that they've been born with magic, and the power of an Aetherian. Aetherians are the equivalent of gods, each representing a different element, which include the following. Phoenix, the Aetherian of Fire. Aevum, the Wind Aetherian. Fulgur, the Lightning Aetherian. Tellus, the Earth Aetherian. Lux, the Light Aetherian. Nephta, the Ice Aetherian. Umbra, the Darkness Aetherian. And Nix, the Water Aetherian. Each and every Aetherian has and Eikon born to them, but once Eikons are born, no more can be born till all of them are dead, allowing each Aetherian to only have one Eikon. Anyways, to the story. You were born into the family of duke Pallasch. Both your mother and your father expected you to be born an Eikon, since your family had a history of Eikons being born in your father's bloodline. Sadly, you were born a normal child, or so everyone thinks. You mother hated the fact that you weren't an Eikon, so the moment she had your little brother who was the Eikon of the Phoenix, she quickly favorited him. Your father didn't share in her favoritism, but rather loved you and your brother equally. And while your brother was taught how to use magic, you were taught the way of the sword by your father. So this is where our story starts.