Prologue to an infinite dream

The year was unknown and the place was far. In a kingdom of light and wisdom, there lived a lonely king named Gabriel. He ruled a vast kingdom consisted of land far greater than Avalon. The greatest the world had ever seen. For thousands of years the kingdom was peaceful and calm. No outside threat could leave even a single scratch on the most outside wall of the land. Gabriel's army was strong and discipline. Gabriel was such a formidable general. Alexander the great couldn't compare with Gabriel's army.

Despite his greatness and virtues, He lived a very lonely life. No wife, no concubines, all he had was underlings and armies. Although his people admired and respected their heavenly king, the bond would never be like family. One day, right after Gabriel's routine conquest, He saw a woman in a village he happened to stop by. Not an ordinary woman. But the woman. She was known as a wicked witch at her village. They exiled her to the old shack outside the meadow. Fortunately, Gabriel was taking a rest on that meadow. It was like destiny when their eyes met. Both of them felt the same feelings that had been gone for years : Affection, hunger, compassion, care, lust, responsibility, and love.

Without second thought, Gabriel got up from his seat and walked toward the woman. His bodyguards warned him that the woman was a wicked witch. But Gabriel objected them as he said that there's no witch strong enough to lay a finger on him. His heart was beating faster in every step he took. Approaching her was harder than fighting a million armies on the battlefield. Finally he stood in front of the woman. the silence was awkward. They just stood there with no one's making a move nor saying a songle word. The woman suddenly smile and asked him, "what in the world could make the greatest king of both world address a lowly fellow like me in such a way?". "Hahaha. Please cut the formality, young lady. I'm not that great of a king." replied him. "Forgive your low peasant here for being rude toward you, my Majesty" said the woman. Gabriel felt a weird thrill down to his spine when he heard her voice. He remembered the last time he felt this way. It's almost a thousand years ago. The time when he fell in love with a woman named Astarte.