Lightning flashed in the black sky; illuminating it with a streak of white as a lone figure on horseback arrived at the ancient monument known as Stonehenge... He was Uther Pendragon, the rightful king of Brittany... At least, he would be if not for the cruel tyrant known as Vortigern; who overthrew the last king and crowned himself the ruler, above that took Uther by surprise; given the fact he and Vortigern had been long time friends. Uther had sworn to take the throne back... No matter the cost. "Merlin, I request your aid..." He said, dismounting his horse and walking towards the old man in the centre; "I know why you are here Uther... You seek a way to destroy Vortigern..." Merlin replied; "You don't understand; I seek a way to save him Merlin! If there is a way..." Uther said, Merlin simply shook his head; "I'm afraid there isn't a way... His mind has been lost to the darkness that he conjured... And he will use it to destroy everything in his path, I'm afraid that he is unstoppable..." The wizard replied with a sad tone in his voice; then he perked up as if he had suddenly remembered something, "However, there might be a way to stop him..."

"How?! How can I stop Vortigern from causing any more harm?!" Uther said, walking over to the magic stone that severed as Stonehenge's altar; "Go to the western forest; there you will find a sword named Excalibur... Use this sword to seal Vortigern away and only then can you take your rightful place as the king of Britain..." Merlin replied; conjuring an image of the forest using his magic, "There must be some other way Merlin! Vortigern is like a brother to me and I do not wish to harm him! However, I must do what needs to be done... And how will I know that the sword has chosen me?!" Uther asked, "An ancient prophecy foretold that only the pure of heart may wield the magical powers of Excalibur..." Merlin told him. Uther nodded in return; "If I do not return... Look after my son, see that he becomes the king of Britain in my wake..." He said; getting on his horse and riding off. As fate would have it; Uther found the sword and managed to best Vortigern in battle...At a great cost; for when he finally sealed the evil king away, Uther succumbed to his wounds and died. Excalibur would wait for the king's rightful heir to draw it from the lake where Uther placed it...

Many years later; the chosen king would come in the form of a young man named Arthur, he used Excalibur to form a team of powerful knights and ruled from his kingdom of Camelot. With Merlin at their side; the Knights of the Round Table would defend Camelot from all matters of evil...

And this is where our story begins...