It was a dark and rainy night when the sounds of a riding horse sounded through the forest near a town called Renur. The rider wore a long robe and his face was covered by a hood. He breathed very fast and looked behind him. "Thank goodness, they lost me." He thought to himself and he rode further into the forest.

When he reached his destination, he got of his horse and went through a few trees. Am altar was behind them and knelt before it and prayed: "Oh great goddess Kyr, I beg you to take back your ring. Its power is too strong to be in the hand of a man."

He put a ring at the rough surface of the altar and suddenly the rain stopped, the forest around him disappeared and behind the altar stood a beautiful woman, dressed in a white dress and with long black hair. "I will take it." She said "But remember that those, who seek its power, are corrupted by the rings might. They will try to find another source of power, which is powerful enough for their purpose, when the ring is gone."

Then she stepped forward, took the ring and disappeared and with her the ring. The forest returned and it started raining again. "Praised be the goddess!"  The man said. He stood up and returned to his horse.

But when he came back, his horse laid on the ground. It's body was severed and blood covered the ground. The man was scared of what he saw and suddenly a pain went through his chest and he felt to the ground. A dark figure stood behind him. In it's hand it held a dagger. The blade of the dagger was covered in the blood of the man, who lied dying on the ground. "Everyone, who betrays our lord, has to die, fool! Your choice leaded to this!"

The man managed to turn over his body and lifted his hood. His old eyes look into the face of the dark shape in front of him. "Yes, I will die here. But my legacy never will! Call me a fool, but my sacrifice will prevent you from getting the power to conquer the kingdoms." he said and closed his eyes to sank into the never ending slumber.

The dark figure licked at his dagger. The taste of iron excited him and his mouth formed an evil grin. Then he disappeared into the forest, leaving the death bodies behind him.

Far way, in a place, where divine powers were present, a young boy played with a ball and kicked it into the infinite space of the place. But when he felt the presence of another being, he stopped and turned to her. "So the first artefact returns to us." He said to her.

"Indeed, Enom. Only the artefacts of you and Elys remain. Soon, they will return to us, too." She responded.

Enom nodded and said: "It was my decision to give the Sauren my artefact, because I trusted them to use it wisely. I was right, that they can be trusted, but you know about humans. When they know about some source of power, their leaders usually want it. So they fought against the Sauren and stole my gift to them. Since then, my artefact lies in their hands. However, its power is useless for men, since they would understand its function. It contains the knowledge about nearly everything, except for the mysteries of the creator himself."

Kyr nodded and said "But there is still the artefact of Elys."

Enom thought about thus and said to her "As the god of time, I can say for sure, that time can flow on different ways, which causes the time to break at some points." Then he went to a large clock near of him and touched it. Suddenly it went faster and faster. The minutes and hours flow away in seconds and it seemed that the clock would get broken. But suddenly it stopped rotating and Enom turned to Kyr. "I think I will handle it from here on." He spoke to her.