Elementalists
Prologue 0.5

That afternoon the children had started to regroup in their usual place, some of them were engrossed in talking about the story they had heard yesterday and were impatient to find out what it was going on, but there were also some children staring at the path leading into the forest like they were waiting for someone. Until dusk, there was still no sign of the arrival of the person they were waiting for.

" Did you not come today? " said one of the children waiting.

" Let's calm she'll definitely come" said a child with complete confidence.

" How can you be sure? " ask the boy with a look of disdain.

" Because. But before the boy finished his words they heard a very familiar voice in their ears.

" Are you waiting for someone? " ask that voice.

" Wakhhhh...............!!!!????? " they said they were shocked at the same time.

The figure of the person in the hooded robe they were waiting for had stood behind them while also staring at the path he used to walk down to come to the village. The shocked children then asked the storyteller questions, but they were always cut off before they finished their questions.

" Since when..................!!! "

" Hahaha are you guys referring me? " cut the Storyteller

" How can you.............!!! "

" Where did we get to the story yesterday? " cut the Storyteller again.

" But how......................!!! "

" Mmm..................What? " cut the Storyteller while asking with a smile on his face.

" Ahhhh.

" What's up ? " ask the Storyteller with a confused expression.

" Have forgotten it, you better continue the story" they said in annoyance.

" Heheheheh didn't you gather here because of that?, which is why I asked yesterday where it had come to? " he said with a smile.

" The Turning Point of Mankind" replied one of them.

" Ohhhh that far? All right, so this is it.." said the Storyteller began to tell stories, the children began to listen with serious faces. But the storyteller was silent for 10 minutes.

" So...why brother? " ask them confused because the Storyteller.

" Oaahhhh sorry-sorry I forgot the continuation, give me a moment to remember for a while" said the Storyteller while scratching his head.

" ............????!!!! " they cried out in annoyance as they fell from their seats.

" Hahahaha I just want to ruin your serious face, why are you guys so serious? " said the Storyteller while laughing.

" Sister don't joke like that dong, we're serious you know??? " say them with annoyance.

" Hahahaha alright sorry-sorry just that you guys remind me of my friends, okay so here's the story" said the Storyteller.

The Turning Point of Mankind occurred during the First Great Interracial War, in this war there were disputes between 4 major races, namely, why don't I include the Human race in this war because we Humans are participating in this war not because we want to, but because we are all caught up in this war as reinforcements for the 4 other races. At that time many Humans were included in the war as soldiers from 4 other races.

" Why is it like that, brother? " ask a child.

" Don't I tell you before? We are only slaves to 4 other races, so it is up to them to order us to do what. And the leaders, nobles, and wealthy people of the Human race gave their possessions for war favors so that they would not be sent to participate in the war, it was really sad right? " said the Storyteller while sighing.

In this war we humans are fighting between our fellow races for the benefit of other races, no? But how else? We have no ability to resist, for we are just a race forgotten by God. That was what everyone thought at the time. Then when everything has become chaotic and messy that is where humans find a hope that will later be known as the Point of Return of Humanity.

" Sister spoke long ago, we want to know what is the Turning Point of Mankind from yesterday you know? " said one of the boys.

" Yes patient napa? This is also the story to enter there "said Si Pendongeng while pouting.

The children laughed because they saw the childish behavior of the Storyteller.

" At that time of war, there were 10 people of the Human race who experienced the greatest loss of their lives that made them seem dead and without a handle on life, you know? Great sense of loss, such as when the Straw Hat Pirate Captain lost the Fire Boxer in the anime One....... my point is a sense of loss that makes you want to die like that. " said the Storyteller while wiping his snot out of sadness, either because of the story or because of the anime scene that he remembered it. The children looked at him with flat faces.

" What kind of loss is that, brother? Did you lose a valuable person like in the anime? " ask a child.

" Wallahualam bishawab, no one knows for sure what it's like. Only they and God know "the storyteller replied.

Then the 10 men prayed to the Lord earnestly, they let go of all their grievances and prayed wholeheartedly for God to give them help, they just don't want to lose any more things that are important to them. Because the loss they have received is enough to erase all their reasons for staying alive. Then they met Him.

" Who did you meet? " ask them at the same time confused.

" Who else? Of course God. But not to meet literally.....Mmmm how do you explain it?, they are like being instructed by God " replied the Storyteller.

And their prayers were answered by God, and God asked them. Do you want to protect something that is valuable to you? Protect the Human race and release them from slavery and persecution from other races so that no one feels the same loss as you do. And being peacekeepers among the 5 races, they asked the Lord, does it not require a great power? Of course it takes great strength to make peace between races. Then the Lord promised these powers to the ten, but on condition.........

" On condition.......? " the children said with a serious face.

" On condition............. what let's be curious right? " said the Storyteller while teasing them.

" Ahhh.. come on, brother, later the hunt will continue the story is not finished anymore" said a child.

" Hahaha yes-yes I will definitely finish, not until late at night" he said with a mysterious smile.

" sthat mean? " say they.

" All right, let's continue " said the Storyteller without paying attention to the question.

The conditions given to the ten people are quite heavy, because it has a great responsibility, even this can be called a gift as well as a curse. But the ten men agreed to these conditions, and they gained tremendous power that made the other 4 races not look one eye to the Humans anymore.

The ten were bestowed with the Power of Element by God, a power that had never existed in the world and a power that even the Elves who were the oldest race knew nothing of. This caused an uproar for the entire race. The ten abolished the slavery of Man and protected Mankind from the 4 other races, were the 4 other races silent? Of course not!

They are trying to fight the ten men. But what power, they could not defeat him because they were given the ten powers to keep the peace in this world. One person out of the ten Humans alone could destroy 1 battalion of soldiers of any race who tried to fight them, these ten people would later be known as Elementalists.

" Wait a minute, sis, what does it mean by grace and curse? " cut a child.

" Ehhhh you just asked when the story so far? " ask the Storyteller while sighing.

" Eheheheh finished the story too exciting to cut" he said as he scratched his head.

" Hahhh, so the purpose of the power of grace and curse is that they will be given great power by God but instead they must maintain the peace and naturalness of each element they hold, ohh yes I forgot to tell each Elementalist can only use 1 Element lo, they master the Elements that are different from each other, and......all the descendants of the Elementalists would gain the Power of the Elements as well and pass on the duties of their predecessors, just like the reincarnation cycle did. That's why it's said to be a curse "clearly the Storyteller.

" you mean? " The storyteller asked back.

" So big brother said all the descendants of the Elementalist will gain the Power of the Element? " answered the girl.

" Ohhh you misunderstood, hahahaha what you mean is if the Elementalists have more than one child then all of them will get such Elemental Power? " ask the Storyteller.

The girl who asked nodded in earnest.

" It's not like that, only one of the Elementalist lineages will gain the Elemental Power, it's the offspring of the child who gains the Elemental Power that will have the child who also has the power of the Element, the offspring of the child who gains the Elemental Power, so other than the child who gains such power remains an ordinary Human child without the Elemental Force, and remember that All the descendants of those Elementalists only inherit the Element belonging to their parents " obviously The Storyteller.

" Ohhhhh like that" they said with a face of understanding.

" There's one more curse that the Elementalists get." said the Storyteller.

" What is that? " ask them at the same time.

" They have physical features that symbolize their Elements" replied the Storyteller.

" You mean brother? " ask them.

" You will know if you see it with your own eyes" said the Storyteller with a laugh.

" Yeahhhhh." said they were disappointed.

" Alright we continue the story " continued the Storyteller.

After the Elementalists appeared no race would dare against them, the notoriously haughty Elves bowed their heads to the Elementalists, Witches who always underestimated people who could not use magic tried to get their help, the Demons used all their ruse to be able to lick the Elementalists with their sweet words. The Demi-Humans are trying to gain their sympathy.

The Elementalists made a peace treaty between the 5 races that was finally agreed upon by all parties and created a peace that has not been felt by Man in a very long time.

But in the end the Elementalists felt that the other races respected only the tenths and still looked down upon the Human race other than the Elementalists, in other words they were only afraid of the Elementalists so as not to touch the Humans.

After considering this, the Elementalists agreed to separate the dimensions of the 5 races in their respective dimensions. This is opposed by 4 other races, because they assume if this happens they can not use humans anymore. But the Elementalists had rounded up their resolve to keep the peace of this world and in the end the five races were placed in their respective dimensions. The tamatt......

" What do you think of the story? " ask the Storyteller.

" Kerenn.....kak so that's the beginning of everything huh? " answer them.

" You could say so hahahaha" said the Storyteller while laughing.

" Ohhh so yeah, but did you ever hear about the destruction of the Dimensional Separator 50 years ago? " said a boy.

" Where did you hear that story? " ask the Storyteller interested.

" From the merchants who came from the city of kak, this is becoming a byword in the village. Don't you? " the boy said to his friends.

They all confirmed the boy's words.

" Ehhhh I did not think the news had reached here" said the storyteller smiling.

" Is that true, brother? " ask a girl with a scared face.

" Hahaha I don't know for sure huh, do I look like the person over 50 in your eyes? " ask the Storyteller.

" Of course not, but you have extensive knowledge" said the girl.

" Hahahaha you guys take it easy everything will be fine, especially your dimension" said the Storyteller.

" huh? Our dimensions? Mean brother? " ask them at the same time.

" Hahahaha don't think about that trivial thing, it seems like this is our last meeting all of us" the Storyteller said with a laugh.

" Where is my sister going? " ask a female.

" I want to meet my friends" he said as he stood up from his seat and walked down the path he used to walk.

" See you, hopefully we can meet again" he said, turning his head and waving to the children.

The children gathered together to see the storyteller who was leaving. They waved to him, suddenly the wind blew strong enough to blow the hood of the storyteller's cloak. But before the hood was fully opened the Storyteller caught it and put it back on. He turned to the children who were shocked by what they saw, then he gave a signal by sticking his finger to the lips like asking not to tell anyone about what they saw. Then with a single swing of his robe he disappeared like their previous encounter.

" Hey, did you guys see that sister's hair color........."

said a boy while still seeing the place where the Storyteller disappeared and turned slowly to his friends.

Not yet finished talking he saw his fellow cultivators with red faces blushing like he had seen something extraordinary.

" That big brother, HANDSOME KYAaAAA..........!!! " call the women.

" ............!!!!!! " said the confused boy while holding his head.

Somewhere else. In a field surrounded by forests close to the village, there is a figure with a hooded robe that is none other than the Storyteller, he sat on a boulder on the field looking at the moon and eating plums, he sat there like he was waiting for someone.

Sure enough, a few moments later a soft sound was heard that broke the silence in that place.

" A very interesting story, you know? I could imagine all of those things in my head "said the voice.

Then from behind the lush forest trees appeared a person with the same hooded robe as the Storyteller but with a different pattern, the figure walked up to the Storyteller and stopped right behind him.

" really? You praise me too much, you know? " the storyteller replied without looking at the newcomer.

" Not really, I mean to say your story is very good, for a child who always sleeps in class anyway." replied the Newcomer nosy while removing the hood of the robe on his head.

That was when the face of the Newcomer was seen, she was a very beautiful woman with long black hair, on both sides of her head there were several strands of hair tied to the back of her head,. But the most interesting of his appearance is the color of his eyes that are red like apples that ripen on the tree.

"Ehhh.... I thought you were going to praise me? " the storyteller replied still without looking at the Woman.

" It's a compliment, isn't it? So what do you want now? Are you going to continue the story? Aryans? " ask the Woman.

" Of course I will continue the story, but do you think." said the Storyteller, removing the hood from the head.

That was where the figure of the Storyteller was first seen, he was a man with a handsome face, he had messy hair that was as white as snow, and he had a white hair, and his eyeballs are blue like sapphire.

" Wasn't that story a little too long for a prologue, Asuna? " he asked while looking at her with a smiling face to the woman named Asuna.