“Why?”“Why?”“WHY IS IT YOU?!” Mane screamed as life escaped his body, clutching the hand of the woman – the very first woman – he had fallen in love with. For standing before him was Sunflower with a cold expression on her face. Her eyes were emotionless, and her hands were cold and unfeeling. Next to her were her sisters, each with cold expressions on their faces. They watched Mane like they were looking at just another insect on the ground. As he fell to his knees, dejected and broken, his eyes filled with the pain of betrayal, they felt nothing for him.“Why should it not?” Sunflower asked as she calmly tucked her hair behind her ears.“I loved you…” Mane’s eyes were wet with tears. “I kissed you. That was my first kiss. That was the first time I had felt that way for anyone. I allowed you into my heart. So why? Why are you doing this?!”“Calm down kid. If you don’t the void will swallow you up!”Cronos’ voice was urgent, but Mane could hear nothing right now. Mane’s emotions wer
“Hehehe. How does it feel to lose one of your people?” the 8th Sky asked Komfo Anokye while licking his lips perversely. His eyes were filled with the desire for violence and chaos, and his hands trembled in excitement. He was covered in blood – his own blood – from the crown of his large head to the sole of his dirty feet, but he didn’t seem all that affected. His injuries racked up by the minute, but they healed by the minute as well. Looking at Komfo Anokye, the man who had frustrated the Skies – for they could not even land a hit on him – looking lost and beaten by the death of the boy, caused the 8th Sky great pleasure.“You tell me? How does it feel? You lost a colleague too, didn’t you” Komfo Anokye who had been smirking all the way through the fight ignored the ambushing 5th Sky. He kept his eyes on the figure of Sunflower – or rather, the 3rd Sky.“This inferior creature!” the 5th Sky muttered in disdain at Komfo Anokye’s words.The 5th’s grey eyes did not reflect the figure
“You left your post without permission. That crime is punishable by death. How is a tested supposed to pass the trials without the aid of his fairy?”In a large hall, one that Mane was familiar with for he had been here before (during the time the fairy elders disputed Hildegarde’s qualifications to serve Mane), Hildegarde was kneeling midair, her arms and legs chained. Her eyes were downcast and before her stood Fairy King Haaland and the fairy elders. Around her were several high-ranking fairies. Their eyes were filled with rage and disdain. They had disputed her qualifications to serve the Supreme, but their claims had been disputed by Mane himself, leaving them helpless. They had hoped that Hildegarde would do a good job, but she had failed.The eyes of the Fairy King were filled with disappointment. Hildegarde was a low-ranking fairy, but this was her opportunity to climb up the ranks. This was her chance to grow. She was one of those he had marked out as having the potential to
Zandor, the land that had once been the inheritance of the old gods who guarded it. A land that had once been called the land of promise. A land that so many Moses’s had failed to enter, not to talk of exploring. This once fabled land that had been the dream of many gods was merely a shadow of its past self. The powerful gods who once guarded this land were all gone. The few that remained weren’t fully awakened, and those who had awakened weren’t sure of what they were now. Ultimately, Zandor had been conquered. Besieged by the forces that craved for the heritages left behind by the ancient gods and sought after by those that sought the vestiges of the glorious past, Zandor – the unprotected promised land – was easily stripped away from the mortals. Many gods had intruded this land, and many more fought for it. How had this happened. Even if its guardians were gone, the 5th guardian – the one whose hammer could forge the heavens – had awakened. He was strong enough to deter dozens of
In the Forest of Gloom, within the cottage where Frederick had been reacquainted with Zandor, the World Will of this world, and where Selina had received her healing, a man as beautiful as the stars in the sky sat next to a small bed. The cottage was modest at best, and there was no fanciful decoration befitting of one with a status as high as Zandor’s; but it was his home. The forces of nature were strong in this place, and everything that sought refuge here experienced a great boon. It didn’t matter that the Forest of Gloom formed its surroundings; this place was full of the blessings of nature.On the small bed was a young boy of about 12 or 13. This boy looked slightly emancipated, almost as though he hadn’t eaten for months, but his good looks still remained. If anything, his baby fat had been forced to leave sooner than they should have, and his face had been chiselled out so brilliantly that one could bet that a rock could have been cut by those jawlines. The young boy’s hair w
“Who is that?” the commander of the Dark Kingdom’s pursuit squad wondered as he gazed upon the figure of the scrawny little boy who had charged into the midst of his men. The newcomer looked as fragile as a helpless child, and his energy was nothing impressive. He was as weak as any non-wielding mortal, and the leader of the pursuit team could not help but wonder why he had barged in here so gallantly. The only thing noteworthy about the boy was his looks. His long blond hair cascaded down his shoulders and onto his back like a golden stream, and his blue eyes were reminiscent of the beauty of the deep blue sea. Take those away, and he was just a mortal. The leader wasn’t the only one to express his confusion. The other Ascenders felt the same way. “Do not lose your guard. He is unordinary.” One of the Ascenders frowned and said. His eyes flashed brightly as he assessed Mane, seemingly seeing what the others couldn’t. “See where he jumped from; yet he has no injuries, nor does he pos
Mane Harbinger, Supreme of the True Universe, Killer of the god of Destruction Shiva, and Envoy of the Reaper. The first was his name, and those were his titles. He was young, but he had achieved a number of feats that had placed him on the radar of the Allverse. In comparison to his father, Reus – the Brute King – Mane was having a more eventful childhood. Well, things had become even more turbulent. One could add Slaughterer of the Dark Kingdom to his accolades. For the young Supreme had absolutely decimated the force that had been sent after Hidden Cloak.Scattered around Mane were the bodies of several assassins of the Dark Kingdom. If there was a similarity between the bodies, it would be that all of them died from a single slash! Each one of the corpses had been decapitated, and the plain looks on the faces of most of them suggested that they hadn’t been capable of putting up a valid resistance before they were killed! It was likely that none of them had seen their death coming!
“Master, welcome back,” Aegeus bowed humbly, his knees touching the ground and his head kissing the earth.Mane watched him silently. Aegeus had grown massively. Now a 7th rank Noble, Aegeus was capable of dealing with every average Noble, regardless of their rank. His power was great enough to allow him to face Ascenders and win! Only High-Level Ascenders would be able to take him on now. Without using his spiritual energy, Mane was able to sense this because he was a Scholar.“It’s no wonder he became the spiritual leader of the team even though I put Abe in charge before I left,” Mane thought silently.Aegeus was not a member of Hidden Cloak. Mane had never extended an invitation to him, and he definitely didn’t remember doing so before he left. So, he was certainly surprised when he woke up and was told that Aegeus was leading the team. His confusion had been cleared by what he had seen though. That brief moment in which he had watched his disciple easily deal with Heaven Realmers