Becoming Legend

Park Han Fu was born with nothing but a talent for great and forbidden dark magic. Aside from his dual-element magic of wind and fire, he was also a Dark magic-user.

Their Lord, an old and lower class noble, owned the land where they used to mine minerals somewhere in the East of the Empire of Zolin.

The Empire of Zolin was the long-time enemy of the Kingdom of Griffith due to their unyielding territory conquering. Making all the citizens, even none Magic Capables contributes to the Empire. Emperor Novius Arrius Dollabella Zolin was a Hollow himself. His ancestors heavily relied on technology that the former Emperors hunted women that gave birth to Magic Capables, and Witches (women able to use the magic of any kind).

Due to the Empire's impressively advanced technology, magic wasn't highly recognized. Even Hollows was recognized by the Emperor that they were given positions equivalent to the Great Houses of the Griffith Kingdom. Thus, even though he was a dual element mage, people don't recognize him that much. Born from a village where mining was their main source of income, Park Han Fu, with his mother and little sister, was forced to work in the mines.

On a such peaceful day, Park Han Fu (13 at that time) with his little sister (7 that time) went on with their daily routines to the mine when bandits took a liking to his little sister. Little they did know, his little sister was a mage heavily inclined with the Dark magic. Killing all the bandits except for one as Park Han Fu manages to stop his sister.

Words have spread to their village, Park Han's Fu little sister was a Witch. Having a Witch sister means that their mother was most likely a Witch as well. Rumors spread and became reality, his mother and sister died. Not from burning, but with Park Han Fu's own hands.

Knowing that his subjects were Witches, their Lord took action before the Empire implies that he was harboring them. To teach his subjects a lesson, Park Han Fu was forced to save only one of them. Kill one and the other gets to live.

Only it was a lie.

Park Han Fu killed his mother in front of the hundreds of people in the plaza to save his little sister.

Or so he thought.

After killing his mother, the Lord ordered Park Han Fu's little sister to be killed. Right in front of him.

But after killing his sister, the Dark magic was passed on to him.

His Dark Magic? Necromancy.

After killing hundreds of them, including the insignificant Lord, the town instantly became a ghost town. Women and men; the young ones and old, to him it doesn't matter. All were killed under his uncontrollable power.

Confused as to why the Lord of the far east weren't able to pay their taxes, the Empire sent one of their officer only to be killed upon arriving at the town. From there, the Empire sent their ranking officer to investigate.

Only that time, the officer who was sent was Lord Ferel of the First Wing of the Seven Genesys.

Taking him under his wing, he rose to the rank with his Necromancy and became the Captain of the 6th Squad also known as the Master Initiator.

The Order of the Seven Genesys does not care whether the magic was dark or not, as long as they fulfill their goal they were all welcome. As a Master Initiator, Park Han Fu became famous as he was the one to carry the heaviest missions the First Wing has.

One of these missions was the opening of the new Gate in O'rriadt together with Ser Edwin Tulor Godefroy, Captain of the 2nd Squad also known as the Master Spy. Even though they have different missions: Park Han Fu to erect the Gate; Ser Edwin Tulor Godefroy to recover the stolen Mark, the two must work to fulfill their goals.

Only that their Master Spy was also a spy from the Kingdom and had his agenda.

Having to successfully deploy the Gate but failing to secure his dying life, Dark Mage Park Han Fu had no other choice but to enter the Gate instead of dying at the hands of his former comrade and an old man the Knight had a grudge on, Othor William Strat.

With his staff broken, Park Han Fu rushed inside the red Gate to gamble.

He realized that before someone successfully reaches the other side of the Gate they will be sent to Limbo. Limbo was a connection, some sort of tunnel, to the two worlds.

Limbos could be an alcove of treasures or death. It was a place that connects both worlds. Depending on the type of Gate, Limbos could take different forms. The red Gate deployed in O'rriadt was connected to a world called Draconheilm.

And Draconheilm was a world where dragons were revered as the Creators: The Lords of Lords, the King of Kings. Humans in this world sat at the bottom. Just like Earflgard, Gates also appeared every 300 years.

Humans in Earflgard thought that Gates only brings disaster as different magical creatures emerge from these. But humans in Draconheilm considered Gates to be their salvation. Salvation to leave the world where dragons roam the skies.

Limbo was a pocket-size world where all sorts of treasure could be found from the fallen travelers. Treasures from travelers that pass through the Limbo and died were left untouched until someone picks them up. This also includes treasures from dragons unfortunate enough to pass the Limbo. Limbo has its weather, basically a smaller sized world.

Each Limbos had its guardians. These guardians manage who passes the Gate and they were strong enough to stop or kill anyone who passes through the Gate in an untimely manner or uninvited. And since the red Gate in O'rriadt was deployed forcefully, guardians ought to fulfill their duty.

The Limbo in the Gate of O'rriadt was green with grasses and trees, and rocks, and rivers at the foot of a snowy mountain, lighted with the morning sun. In the middle of the pocket-size world was a dessert, with a constant blow of the sandstorm, here the sun was always at the high noon. And at the end, was hellish lava with two volcanoes constantly blowing magma along with flaming boulders. The only exit of the Limbo was in the middle of the two volcanoes and the fountain under the foot of the snow mountain.

Park Han Fu has just finished exploring the forest side of the Limbo. It took him three years to explore the mountainous region of the Limbo, upon arriving in the middle part, he knew, it was near to impossible to pass the desert region. The only way was to stop the raging sandstorm from blowing, and even his highest Tier Magic, Tier 3 magic Eye of the Storm, was laughable in the face of the desert storm.

His dark hair hangs almost to his shoulders from his three years of not cutting it.

"Three years and a half to be exact," he murmured. His thin eyes narrowed from excitement. "Right, mother?"

Wrinkles could barely be seen under his eyes. Cheekbones emerge as though unfed for a week. His lips cracked as though he never tasted water for a day. He looked thin with his black torn robe made from a creature's hide. To his right was a staff he held he got after a month of exploring inside a tomb. But he wasn't weak at all. He could last a month without eating and sleeping. To top it all, his Dark magic was becoming stronger as the days pass inside the Limbo.

"Tch," he said, "The mana here is thick and purer than what I have encountered but my body was becoming accustomed to it. If this goes on, I might not be able to become stronger. I need to get to the other side. Right, sister?"

Park Han Fu stood above a rock. Under him, along the stream of water, were his mother and little sister. Their eyes were sunken, devoid of any light. Their hair was falling, their nose was rotten, and their skin has sulked. Aside from their height difference, they looked identical with their rotting flesh.

"Where to now, Guardian?" he said over his shoulder. There, a black light was glowing under the sun. She was one of the guardians of the Limbo.

"I don't know and I don't care," the black light said and fluttered to Park Han Fu's other shoulder. "You're not strong enough to pass the Blazing Sand of this Limbo, child."

"Look who's talking."

"Shut up, child," the black light said and hovered behind him and circled the head of the undead mother, leaving a sparkle of dust above its head. Its body then glowed after the black dust vanished. "If only my sisters were alive, this Limbo is easy to travel. Now I'm stuck with you, human child."

"For humans, 34 ain't a child anymore," Park Han Fu said. The raging wind across was being held by a barrier. To where he stood the wind was calm. "And here you are stack with your most hated race between two worlds. Fu! Humans are weak indeed."

"And you're not one of them, child?"

"Me?" he replied. "The moment they killed my mother and my dear Xei Xei, tarnished the thought of me being a human. So don't put me along with them. Right, mother?"

"All humans are children, regardless of age," the black light said. Its voice was high pitched as though its throat was being pinched. "They're also greedy, hopeless, and unfaithful. Damn that Rassus! I'll get him for what he did."

Park Han Fu sighed and muttered, "Here we go again. Don't worry, you will have your revenge once we leave this place. But I need to get to the other side. That's the deal. Let me see what's on the other side."

"Fine, fine," the black said. "But you better get back to your world. If not..."

The black light expanded and any light near it was being sucked.

"I'll turn you to a human paste and fed you to the ghouls."

As the black light expanded, a screaming noise cracked behind them.

Behind Park Han Fu was an army of the undead and a horde of ghouls and alghouls waiting for his command.

"Nyaha!" he said. His voice was mixed with his screaming army. He then held his staff high and the creatures behind him stopped screaming. "I need more if we are to conquer the world! Right, Elfin Taratar?"