Proul's parents had been murdered. Proul discovered his true identity as Scio Riada VII, heir to the throne, switched at birth because of the king's fears. Proul became angry. Proul decided to use his magic to retake the throne from his father, and heal the country of Zeran. Proul gathered many allies, including his best friend Linna Torro, Natyla Lynnin, Vincynt Lynnin, and Yujia Grizl.

Three years later...

"Move, move, move!" "We can't hold 'em!" "Retreat to the castle!" "Yes, sir!" "What's happening?" "There's an invisible wall!" "Go around it! Find a way through! And find out where that song is coming from!" "I'm trying to find a way through, sir, but I can't see any-" FWOOP. "By Adori, they have archers! Everyone, fight on! We must hold them back here!"

The United Rebellion were making their final move. They had eradicated the royal army from the rest of the country. All that remained was the capital city, Zeranos, the mighty castle city. And inside the castle was the King and the fake Scio.

"Proul, I have scouted the area as you requested. It seems there are no reinforcements coming." Proul turned left to look at the speaker. "Thank you Yujia. Was that a barrier song you were playing?" Yujiah nodded, and turned to fly away.

Proul turned around to his right. "Linna, any news from Vincynt's or Natyla's squads yet?" She nodded. "Vincynt's platoon has succesfully sneaked around to the castle's rear, and Natyla's demolitions squad is awaiting you orders at the castle's side wall. Our reinforcements are standing by, awaiting your orders." "Thank you, Linna."

Proul turned back to the front, and observed the battle from the hill. The giant castle city of Zeranos had amazing defenses, but had been under seige for several days. Without reinforcements, it would only be a matter of time until it fell.

Proul closed his eyes, and remembered that fateful day that set this all in motion. His parents were killed because they discovered his true identity as Scio Riada VII, heir to the throne.

Proul opened his eyes, and turned to Linna. "It's time to make the final assault. Give the order! Natyla's group is to blow a hole in the side of the castle, and charge the throne room! Vincynt's platoon is to scale the walls of the castle's rear! The time of attack is now! Order all units to charge! Let us be victorious on this day, and throw down the tyrant of Scio Riada VI!"

Everyone around him cheered, and all rushed off to do their jobs. Linna contacted Natyla and Vincynt with a radio. Proul headed down the hill, with his brigade of red-haired Pratzi behind him..

"All right people, BLOW IT DOWN!" Natyla put her fingers in her ears, and her squad blew a hole in the castle wall. "All right troops! CHARGE!" Natyla's demolitions squad and a brigade from the reinforcements charged through the hole, and stormed towards the throne room.

In the castle's north side, Vincynt's platoon was scaling the wall with their grappling hooks. Vincynt wiped some sweat off his forehead. "We're almost there, troops! Let's do this!" One of Vincynt's troops lost his footing, and fell. Vincynt quickly grabbed his rope, and pulled up. The Pratzian soldier stopped just short of the ground. Vincynt shook his head. Pratzi are short, and weren't meant to climb walls.

Proul and Linna approached the drawbridge, where a two-day old stalemate has been taking place. Proul shook his head. "It's time to end this stalemate. Troops, it's time to clear the bridge. Concentrate a shockwave, on my count." Proul's unit began to focus their magical energies. "5. 4. 3." Proul closed his eyes, and felt his aura flow through him. "2." Proul raised his arms. "1. NOW!"

Proul and the rest of the red-haired Pratzi focused all their energies into a shockwave, and directed it at the royal troops on the bridge. The shockwave blew the troops away, and shattered the baricades. The resistance forces charged.

Yujia flew down to Proul. "Proul. I feel this battle is at an end. Get on my back, and I'll fly you to the throne room." Proul nodded, and turned to his troops. "Continue on without me!" Proul latched his hands to Yujia's, and flew up to the throne room.

Natyla and Vincynt met up outside the throne room. "Vincynt!" "Natyla!" "Let's go!" "Right!" They and their troops charged into the large throne room, and found themselves outnumbered by royal guards. Natyla looked at Vincynt. "I think we have a slight problem." Vincynt nodded, and raised his eyebrow. Natyla smiled, and raised her hands into the air. "We surrender! We'll lay down our weapons!" Natyla layed down her weapon, and Vincynt turned around. While he was putting down his grenades and munitions, he signaled to his squad leader.

Vincynt and Natyla got down onto the floor, and the rest of the troops pulled up their guns and fired away. The troops in the back tossed their grenades, and a battle ensued.

Yujia and Proul landed outside the throne room, and walked in to find many dead troops. There were a few royal guards left, but the king was nowhere in sight. Proul walked up to Vincynt. "Where's the king?" Vincynt turned. "The king was never here. It seems he's hiding somewhere. Natyla's interrogating the remaining royal guards."

Proul turned to Natyla, who was using Assjustice as a torture weapon. "Listen, I'm not a nice lady. So either you tell me where the king is, or you're going to feel pain beyond all measure." The royal guard grinned. "I've been trained to endure pain. And I will never tell you where the king is!" Natyla smiled. "You endure pain? I've had three children. You don't know pain. Yet."

Natyla wrapped Assjustice around the guard's arms, and he winced. Natyla pulled harder, and harder. "Tell me, and maybe I'll stop." The guard winced. "Never!" Natyla continued to pull harder, slowly, and slowly. Then Natyla pulled as hard as she could, and squeezed his arm off. The guard cried out in pain.

The guard was crying, but still wouldn't tell. Natyla wrapped Assjustice around his other arm this time, and pulled even more slowly. After a dozen more trials of "Tell me, and maybe I'll stop," the guard cried out. "Please! Stop! The king is hiding in the underground cellar! The entrance is behind the throne! No more! Please!" Natyla smiled, and turned to Proul. "You heard him."

Together with Natyla, Vincynt, and Yujia, Proul moved the throne aside, and took the pathway to the underground hideout. There they found the king, his 'son', the queen, and at least a years supply of provisions.

Proul locked eyes with the king. "Hello, father." Everyone gasped. Scio VI stood up. "You!? You should be dead!" Proul shook his head. "It's not that easy to kill somebody, father." Proul began to focus his magic powers. The king stepped backwards, and tripped onto his bottom.

"Wait, stop!" Proul looked at the speaker; the real Proul. "If this is true...if you are Scio Riada VII...then who am I?" Proul bowed his head. "You are Proul Settia. Unfortunently, your parents have been murdered by this selfish, greedy king I have to call father. I have sworn vengeance for my parents, and yours."

The real Proul stepped between Proul and the king. "You can't kill him. I won't let you. I understand he has many wrongs, but couldn't you just exile him from the country or something?" Vincynt spoke up. "It wouldn't be right to kill him." Yujia joined in. "Don't kill him." Natyla yelled. "Hey! Just kill him! He's evil, we're the good guys, kill him!"

Proul grinned. "Vincynt, Yujia, you're right." Proul turned to the king. "As the new king of Zeran, I hereby exile you, Scio Riada VI, to live out your life outside of Zeran! If I ever find you in Zeran again, you can be assured of a slow and painful death by my associate, Natyla." The king gulped.

Scio VI turned to Linata Cresio. "Linata, you'll come with me, won't you?" Linata glared at him. "How dare you ask me to come with you!? You threatened to murder my family unless I married you. You wanted to kill our son because he had, and still has, magic powers! And you abused me beyond all reason! HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO COME WITH YOU!?" Linata walked up to Scio and slapped him.

Yujia picked up a melody on his flute, a soft mellow melody. Scio VI began to fall under the spell of the drowsy song. Yujiahlooked at Proul, Proul nodded, and Yujia carried Scio VI out.

Proul, the new king, looked around. "My parents have been avenged." Linata walked up to Proul. "Oh, Scio...I'm so happy to see you're alive!" Proul shook his head. "Don't call me Scio. For now, and forever, I am King Proul Riada." Proul looked at 'Scio'. "And you, my brother, we have changed identites, and lived false lives. I would be honored if you would join us as Scio Settia Riada."

Scio's eyes began to tear, and he joined Linata's embrace.

After that final battle, the country of Zeran remained peaceful for years to come. Natyla and Vincynt left Zeran to travel, but returned every once in a while. Yujia continued to wander the lands with his magical songs. Proul and Linna settled into the throne, and had a child, Vinjah, in honor of his allies. Scio VI left the country, and journeyed to the land of Epocya, 'The Dark Continent', where the dark Adori Konaia reigned.