PROLOGUE

In the beginning the world was formless and desolate, the raging ocean that covered everything was engulfed in darkness. Four wizards, who were the only ones still alive, collected all the souls of the dead and replenished them, set them a new and used them to their advantage. These wizards; Dismark of soul, Premule of time, Solarce or reality and Cariptus of space: created vegetation from the earth, light from the sun, animals from the soil and six more different races.

        Where there is good, evil must rise.

One of the wizards wanted all that power for himself. When the others saw this and learnt the truth, they exiled him.

  The three that remained thought of it a good idea to split their power into different smaller portions so as to not cause chaos. They summoned seven empty shells from the underworld and manifested half of their power into the shells. They also crafted a tool that changes shapes according to the wielders tastes and preferences. This tool was given a code which will grant the wielder access to it. 

   '' If anyone is worthy to hold you by thy side is worthy to wield your power. ''

The wizards thought that security status will have to be overdone for. They chose seven beings from seven races. They named this group, Adzukis. Gave them a mission to partake in. That series must be protected, till it finds its owner.

 They gifted the Adzukis the seven shells. Power was then granted to them immensely.

 The wizards had fulfilled their duties. From sacrificing their own power they just remained as empty shells turned to stone.

 The Adzukis protected series for a long time. Series was so powerful that it corrupted the minds of two Adzukis. One Adzuki used a spell to teleport series out of the hands of the two and down to the world.