I've had fantasies of writing a novel for the better part of my life. I just turned eighteen and I've finally realized if I don't start writing this thing now I may never start writing it. I've been sitting on a few ideas, and I was hoping to get some feedback on them. For starters, this is a dark medieval-ish fantasy. Magic in my world comes from the four seasons - spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Each of them had their own distinct magics, and each of them gave birth to a different 'family' of men. This all happens over a thousand years before my story begins. In any case, each season elected a 'leader' of their own family of men (think kingdoms), and offered them a book of magical knowledge. All four books contain different knowledge, and it was told that any man who controlled all three would become god in the flesh. In the world there are two dominant species. Mankind, and the Malum. A specie of creature with very pale white skin, large horns, and incredible physical strength/power. The seasons always regarded these creatures as savage, which is why men were created. Naturally, said Malum didn't take very kindly to being given the divine shaft, so they struck back at mankind. The battle raged for many, many years. Eventually the Malum had begun overtaking the legions of mankind, and an alliance between the four kingdoms had to be made. During this alliance the leaders of the kingdoms combined their magical knowledge to create what are essentially magical warheads. A magic so powerful that it had to be locked inside a human soul, lest it lay waste to everything. These humans were not informed that they were walking 'nuclear' catastrophes. They were taken behind enemy lines and "blown up", leaving nothing but death and magical irradiation in their wake. From this came both strange creatures, zombie-like survivors, and legends of ungodly monsters confined to darkness. After this each of the seasons took the books from the men, and burned them to ash. The damage had already been done, however, as the magical radiation left upon the world was nothing to gift some men with interesting abilities. Sometimes improved vision, advanced hearing, resistance to fatigue - other times strange illnesses, deadly diseases, etc Not all of the knowledge was lost. One of the kings took it upon himself to record the procedure involved in creating the magical nukes, and since then his knowledge has been passed down. When my story starts mankind has exterminated nearly all of the Malum, but there is still one great enemy of man left to destroy: the four gods of the seasons. Most men would see these god's as unobtrusive, most see them as myth. The final descendant of the king is six hundred years old (his immortality was attained through magic his father recorded), a man who has been plotting to undo the gods who stole the magic of men. My plan is to have my main character sort of be the final magical warhead. The last ounce of godly magic mankind wields. My issue with this is I'm not sure how to introduce said dilemma: perhaps the father (who worked for an underground military organization) returned after a particularly deep trip into irradiated territory and made love to his wife, and said irradiation was passed onto the child, who somehow was developed with the magic infused into him during birth. His father passes away from excessive exposure. The child comes under severe illness, and in desperation the mother seeks the help of her husband's military commander, an incredibly wise and experienced magnus. He sees the boy's potential to be the ultimate weapon, and thus makes him so. I'm struggling, but I can tell this is an idea I'm attached to, it's definitely got a lot of dust and missing parts, though. Help, feedback? Everything appreciated.