This is my first story at Fiction Press so please be nice.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN this story and wrote it with my two hands! No one steal this idea!

Be known that I use honorifics. They come before or after the name and it means a certain rank in Japanese.

-chan: Gender, called a child/family/younger/close friend. Basically someone younger

-kun: informal, male friend or lower social status

-hime: formal, princess or young lady of noble birth

-sama: formal, male or female

I hope you like this prologue and more will be coming soon! Chapter 1 will explain all the main characters and the upcoming characters later in future chapters.

The places were NOT real. I made them

To my friends and family that encouraged a lot for this story!

Alasia

Prologue

A long time ago there a lived a land called Altar and its beautiful kingdom. Amazing flowers bloomed deeply in the sunlight every morning. Rushing waters soaked the small rocks beneath and the sand faded with sediment. Trees filled with fresh, red apples grew heavenly in the shades. Farmers worked very hard each day in the lushes' fields that little boys and girls ran to help them out so that the village would be perfect. Farmers would smile by their generosity.

A village known as the Altar Village was flourished nearby. It had small blacksmith shops, for making amazing weapons. Bakeries had tasty aromas of fresh bread that the bakers were amazed of their work. Outside the village there were horses and children playing happily and lively. The women had baskets on top of their heads while men did all the sweaty work such as cutting wood for certain fireplaces. Overall it was a nice place to live as there was a clear blue sky and a blinding sun. But the most amazing work was at the magnificent Altar Castle.

A castle stood very beautifully in the distance far beyond the lushes of trees and bushes. The walls were periwinkle and the triangular tips were dark blue. Yellow flags were swaying through the wind and had a strange red flower symbol. That symbol was a legend. The bridges were sturdy and secure if there was a possible attack. But it had been peaceful for the past couple of years. Each land could be so loyal that there was no point in conquering neighbors.

There were guards and knights marching in and out of the castle heavily in their armor. The flower symbol was on their shields and they would guard the castle protectively. They wouldn't know what would be happening outside of the castle. Inside the castle a lot of maids were around the kitchen and it was...well a pigsty. There was a whiff of bad breaths and potions with unbelievable powers. The scholars' work was placed messily on desks and shelves. It wasn't the best place but the architecture was amazing to look at.

Across the castle rivers and oceans collided with fantastic boats that ruled the sea. The sea animals swam happily underwater and overall jumped high in the air. Ruling was a king named Makoto Yakashima, strong and loyal to all his subjects. He looked like he was around his mid-thirties. He had a long black beard and deep chestnut eyes. He wore a gold crown and a long massive red robe. He had black pants that reached towards his matching shoes. On the back of the robe there was the same flower symbol on the back. He held a dagger in his holster and it was sharp as a bird's beak. He would also join into combat also. Quite skinny but chubby at the same time, he was still very handsome.

His queen, Makoto Nakamura was the prettiest of all women. She had long black hair that reached her waist and wore a silver tiara. She also had a red robe with the symbol and wore a magnificent violet dress with dark purple trimmings. It had various designs of blue birds and leaves of emerald. It was made from the best dressmaker in the village and she was happy she was wearing the dress. Her shoes were also purple with high heels and had soft red lips. Her eyes were onyx and an everlasting complexion that every man would fall for her.

In the Queen's arms there was a small little figure, a baby girl to be exact. The baby's name was Makoto Michiko. She had the same eyes as her mother, black eyes that reached the midnight. She was known to be Hime Michiko, the next heir to the throne. She was the first child ever born and the king and queen stood by a bridge smiling. The princess was cuddled in a soft light blue blanket and everyone in the Altar Village celebrated the birth of the child. The Makoto family lived happily in the kingdom.

But one nigh day the sun dimmed in an early afternoon by the mountains. The clouds turned gray and rain started to pour. It turned darker, darker, and darker that the shadowy clouds did not see the sun. Villagers feared that something was happening and ran towards the castle for protection.

"What is going on?" An old woman cried hastily.

"What is happening Yamashita-sama?" A man cried also. King Yamashita was concerned about today too. He searched outside seeing that the sun was blocked and was raining heavily.

"My soldiers!" The king shouted as loud as a horn. The soldiers appeared like jackrabbits in front of him. They wore shining armor and each held a spear.

"Please search for the cause of all this!" Queen Nakamura held the young child tightly. She was very worried if their lives were at stake. Michiko didn't show any emotion because she didn't know what was going on.

"Dear, what is happening?" The queen clutched the king's heavy sleeve. The king was silent until he had to respond to his loving wife.

"I don't know." He muttered under his breath. The guards and soldiers already left, searching in and out of the Altar Village. But when they marched up towards two hills, something frightened them like mice.

"My king! My king!" A scholar ran through the halls of the castle that the king didn't show any emotion. He just needed to know what was happening himself. The scholar wore a yellow suit with a matching triangular hat on. There was a large feather on the tip, swaying madly with distress.

"Did you hear anything?" Yamashita-sama asked in a commanding voice. The scholar waved his arms as he tried to get out a scroll.

"Sir, sir I think-" As the scholar was switching scrolls he felt the ground shaking. King Yamashita also felt it too, not knowing what was going on.

"Yamashita-sama! There's a dragon!" A humble servant of the king shouted with chaos. He wore a worn-out brown robe and wore a rope on his waist. More of the servants bowed down to him. As the king heard this he rushed towards the main bridge of the Altar Village and saw something upsetting.

'No...'

"It's the Kraken sire. It had rose!" The servants and the scholar followed him outside the castle. The king's eyes widened. In front of the king's eyes all of the soldiers were dead.

Red blood drizzled through the deep waters and ghostly moans were heard from lifeless souls. With a blink of an eye, something rose on the hills. It was the Kraken. It had dark green scales and had a deadly glare to all with its crimson eyes. They mostly beamed at the king. It roared ferociously and flew high in the air with its spine-tingling wings. The bottom of the stomach was bronze yellow as the claws were sharp like blades.

'But why.' The king thought madly. The Kraken was a legendary dragon that conquered the world thousands of years ago. It was supposed to be sealed in a magical flower. Alasia, the mystical plant of love. That was the symbol on the king's robe and kingdom. It could cure any sickness yet it was the rarest kind. It was red with white spots around the petals, making an amazing appearance. The Kraken conquered each living village in the land of Altar.

There was no possible hope now. All the guards, soldiers, anyone who could protect well were unable to withstand the powers of the Kraken. Soldiers of all shapes and sizes charged at the beast but there was a pool of blood that was left. The dragon roared once more as blood dripped in its teeth. The beast saw the castle and he started to fly over.

"Run as far as you can!" Yamashita-sama commanded. The servants nodded yet one was left out.

"But Sire! What are you going to do?" The scholar called out. The king shooed him away and he clutched his dagger. Queen Nakamura held the baby girl tightly and she was cradling her in her arms.

"What are you going to do?" The queen whispered as she went close to her loved one. The king made a difficult decision.

"Run. Run and take care of the child." Yamashita-sama was going to make a sacrifice. He knew how to use dark magic and good magic. They were both strong but he didn't know what to do. His mind was dizzy and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Kedo...IIE! I'm not letting you!" The queen shouted as tears rushed down like a river. The king watched as fire burst through everywhere and through the villages. Villagers screamed for their lives at stake and soldiers continued to fight. The king was about to do something drastic. He was going to seal the dragon away once more. The queen read his mind. He turned around to face his queen and child.

"Go now!" The King shouted at his wife. "What are you waiting for?" "I'm not going to leave you!" Nakamura-sama shouted. The baby was looking at the two large figures. She didn't know what was happening.

"Nakamura...just go! Onegai. I want you to run away now. That's the only way to save yourself."

"But what about you?" She asked. "I want your life saved!" The king was silent as he stared at the beautiful queen. He embraced her tightly.

"It's time now. I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Yamashita..." The king looked at Nakamura and kissed farewell. The king had a verge of tears but he fought back and ran towards the Sanctuary of Alasia leaving the queen standing by the bridge.

'Yamashita...' The queen had her head down and was staring at the little princess. She hugged her tightly and ran as fast as she could away from the dragon.

The king closed his eyes, knowing what he had done. He was leaving his whole family and just wanted to see his daughter grow happily together. But it was for the sake of everything. He ran as fast as he could towards the Alasia Sanctuary. It was dark blue and was filled with fushias and daffodils around the sides. King Yamashita ran through the small staircase seeing the beautiful remaining Alasia. He smiled proudly. He thought that the flowers were gone ever since the last time it was used. He took the flower gently in his comforting hands and carried it outside to where the dragon was.

The dragon was massive and was flying towards the king since there were no more survivors to destroy. Yamashita-sama closed his eyes feeling all the incredible energy that was flowing through his veins in order to summon the flower to its true form. He rose both of his hands on top of his head and concentrated.

Soon a flash of red light surrounded the dark rainy clouds. Fire was rushed through the village that it was hard to stop it. Even the rain wasn't that hard. The Kraken was getting closer and closer roaring with anger at the king. With the right timing the king unleashed the power as it rose up to the dark clouds. The Alasia's power was tremendous that it was blinding for the mighty dragon. The Alasia formed and blasted a golden light. The red light flashed back down towards the king and thus...the king was turned to stone.

The statue was a shocking show and he no longer could move.
As for the Alasia it blazed a golden beam and the Kraken defended itself with it's ball of flames. It was a devastating battle between the magical flower and the beast. They pushed to the limits and very soon.

FLASH

The Alasia...had finally defeated the beast leaving everything else in silence. Sadly, the king was right about sacrificing himself. He was turned into a statue because the power overflowed him.

Everything was gone. The castle's burnt down tremendously...walls turned into ashes and dust. The flaming fires the Kraken blew also destroyed the village. No one existed in the land of Altar anymore. It was left deserted. Everything was burned and there were no possible survivors. But then a rock of rubble shook and the queen burst out! She was alive along with he baby. She was a shield so that the baby would be safe. The question was how did they survive? Well.

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As the king was about to sacrifice himself he made a wish to the Alasia. The Alasia could grant one wish before it could do anything else.
'Oh Great Alasia, please let my Queen and my baby survive this mess. Let them go to a new village where they would be both safe. I beg of you...'

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'If only you could save the whole kingdom too...' Nakamura thought. She saw that her baby was crying slowly and the queen held her tightly to calm her down. She was also crying as she saw that the land of Altar was gone. She had to go somewhere else.

Nakamura-sama walked around the lifeless area and saw so many people dead. They would soon be turned into ash and she could do nothing about it. The only survivors were herself and the baby. The baby was soon asleep and the queen smiled. She kissed Michiko in the forehead and saw that a small shrine was reserved for them.

It was the Shrine of Peace and she was happy that she found it. It was twinkling with light and it was a good sign that it was in good condition. The shrine was a good shelter to go inside yet it was very magical and special place.

Queen Nakamura walked slowly inside the shrine and saw the Alasia symbol everywhere around. The tiled floors were clicking every step with her shoes and candles were lit slowly every time she walked. She prayed leisurely as the princess slept soundless.

After a while the queen stood up and took her baby in her arms once more. A portal was shone in the middle of the shrine and the queen was surprised. It was glowing like glass directed to the sun and a shone of rainbow shot out. She didn't know where the portal was going to take her but she hoped that it was somewhere safe. But she trusted this portal because the king might've done something to help his living family. Queen Nakamura took a deep breath and took out a small sweet harp while trying to hold the princess at the same time.

It was called the Harp of Heaven that was passed on to generation in her royal family. It had remarkable designs of vines and the color was dark blue. In the middle there was a gold star that shone brightly. She walked to the portal as she played a soft tune in the harp. Soon the portal glowed with all its might and the queen and princess were in a better place.

...They left their birthplace and a new life begun...