Three years had passed since Diagus; the god of war attacked the Land of Ocracidia and took the goddess Zedia captive. Zedia was now imprisoned in the darkest dungeon of the land of Goreloth; a dark, evil land formed deep within the abyss. The key to which was hidden in the belly of the evil beast of Goreloth. Most of the houses in Ocracidia had been burnt by thunder and lightning leaving only black, sooth filled, half collapsed structures. But one building stood tall and untouched amongst the ruins. It was the Temple of the goddess Zedia - an enormous, gorgeous building decorated in red and gold precious stones and interlaced with medium sized white and purple orchid flowers. It stood firmly balanced on twelve tall purple and white stony beams a stunning and compelling presence to all that entered into or left the land of Ocracidia. Most said the temple of Zedia had been left untouched because Diagus wanted it to be the last thing in the land that he destroyed; but others claimed that it was because the power of Zedia still lived in the temple and was too great for Diagus to overcome. Diagus’ evil spirit soldiers still paraded the land; they were dark, ferocious, shape changing spirits which deceived anyone they could into captivity. They took on forms both of humans and animal and sometimes even birds and struck the people with terror and fright so much so, that the people of Ocracidia hid underground and only came up to gather food and water. It was during such a time that a young boy named Cezar emerged to secretly do some fishing. Cezar loved being near the sea because he loved to fish. He had not been allowed out since the land had been attacked because his parents told him it was not safe for him to be. They warned him to stay away from open land but on this day, his parents were away at a meeting of the elders to discuss strategies to defeat Diagus, and Cezar felt he would sneak away, do some fishing and return before his parents got back. Cezar was very careful to avoid Diagus evil spirit soldiers; he stayed in the shadows but as he approached the blue green sands of the shore, his fingers tingled with excitement at being so close to the water. He glanced up at the Temple of Zedia and was amazed by how alive the temple seemed to be today. Cezar walked forward and touched one of the beams holding the temple up; it felt warm and smooth. The lower part of each beam had the soft beautiful face of the goddess Zedia deeply etched into it. Cezar stared at the face of Zedia; he felt an energy he couldn’t explain pull him closer. He had been to Zedia’s temple many times, but today something was different and he couldn’t put his finger on. He began to walk away from the temple when a strong energy field surrounded him. Cezar looked back at the etched face of Zedia. The eyes of the carved face of the goddess narrowed and blinked at him, a smile formed around the mouth of the carved face and then the face signalled him in the direction of the temple. The face is alive? It can't be! Cezar thought to himself. He shook his head to get rid of the image before him. ‘I must be imagining things.’ he said and blinked. The face smiled and blinked back at him. This time Cezar knew he was not dreaming. The face motioned him towards the entrance of Zedia's temple, again without speaking any words. But Cezar had not been invited to the Elders meeting which was taking place there and he wondered how his father the high priest of the goddess Zedia would react if he suddenly walked into the meeting. He knew his father would not be happy; Cezar turned and began to walk away from the temple. He had fishes to catch. After taking only three steps a warm, sweet, female voice stopped him. ‘ The temple is the other way,’ the voice said. Cezar immediately turned towards the etched face but he saw no one. A few moments later, a bright shining light appeared before him. It