“Master, why did you ask me to come here,” Mane asked as he stood in front of the gate to a humble home.He wore a large cloak with a hood that hid his face and figure perfectly. His head was bowed and his back slightly hunched to keep his disguise. This was because now that the universe knew his face, his days of walking around freely were over. He was able to stand unnoticed before this house because of this. Thankfully, none of the numerous Celestials passing by had noticed that he was the Supreme. Clearly, his camouflage worked a charm.“This is his home. This is Brahman’s home.” The Bloodied Blade Lord replied.For it had been his impulsive decision that Mane should come this way. At least, that was what Mane thought. He had been told that Brahman and his master were siblings and though that had been difficult to believe at first, it made sense considering that none of his masters were ordinary. Maybe, just maybe, it was time to free them from the burden of being stuck with him.
“How did you know where to find me?” Brahman asked as he sat opposite the Supreme.This young boy had impressed him during his match and was doing same once again. He couldn’t help but try to understand the inner workings of this brilliant boy’s mind.“It is best if I answer that,” Blade Lord replied, and a hazy figure materialized next to Mane.This apparition was nothing more than smoke in the form of a person, yet the aura it gave off was comparable to the aura of God Kings! Even though it had no form, two hazy blades could be made out from its figure, presumably strapped to its back. This was the materialized form of the Blade Lord!“Master!” Mane screamed in shock, for he had no idea that this was possible.“Oh? We didn’t tell you?” 1st mumbled.“Tell me what?” Mane replied.“Well, when you broke into the Nobility Realm, it became possible for us to materialize next to you. While we cannot show our true forms, we can accompany you like spirits. Huh. Did we really not say a word?”
The Hunter Organization. A mysterious entity that Mr. Aikens, Mane’s teacher back at the Wielder Academy, had refused to speak on. Although they had built and nurtured Wielder Academies all over the planet of Zandor, very little was known about those who were the true backbone of this institution. All that the commonfolk knew was that it was comprised of individuals called hunters who farmed and killed dangerous creatures and sold them to wealthy merchants for processing. There were rumours that they were also in charge of protecting the world, but when Zandor had been invaded, they disappeared. This made people realize that it was this was a baseless rumour.They had hidden like rats before the face of the power of the gods. The hunters, including some of the most popular ones had suddenly disappeared. It was almost as though they had an escape plan in place in case things went south in Zandor and had used their get-out card the moment trouble descended upon the formerly glorious pla
Mane lay silently in his bed, his thoughts churning and swirling. His eyes were aimed at the ceiling. Those beautiful blue orbs that spoke of his heritage and his birth, sparkled with dim acknowledgement as the words of the God King Brahman continuously played through the young Supreme’s mind. His sparkling eyes may have been facing the ceiling, yet they were not focussed on it. His heart was somewhere else, just like his mind.“Are you wondering if he spoke the truth?” 1st asked his quiet disciple.The beauty of being linked to Mane’s mind was the ability to discern the unhidden thoughts of the latter without much effort. It was a convenient means of communication, and one that lovers all around the universe would no doubt have craved. Alas, they could only envy it.“No, I know he spoke the truth,” Mane shook his head at his master’s question, his reply showing how much he trusted in his masters.For the reason why he believed Brahman was not tied to the gifts Brahman had offered him
Mane had received four things from the ruler of the 4th Heaven: an integration stone, an amplification stone, the demon god’s robe, and the blade of samsara. Each one of these items was unordinary, and they had different uses, but the most precious of them all was the integration stone. It was so precious that even Cronos had gasped in shock upon seeing it. Mane could not fathom the degree of importance this thing had, and the fact that it had been given so freely made it harder to appreciate this item, but after hearing what it was capable of, he understood just how precious of a gift he had received.An integration stone was not a weapon like the blade of samsara or the demon god’s robe; yet it was more precious thran either one of these or even both of them combined! It was something that was coveted by demons and gods alike, and there were few who could resist the allure to procure this item. Alas, integration stones were almost impossible to find. They weren’t like devil stones t
The winds of change howled through the darkening skies. This wind had been prevalent since the Supreme revealed himself a few days ago. Since then, the hubbub had died out, but the name of the Supreme had not been forgotten. These few days were enough for the people to give the 7th Supreme a new name. Some called him the Rising Star Supreme while others called him the Storm Bringer because of his feat of commanding lightning during his duel; however, these paled in comparison to the monicker that the entire universe acknowledged.Mane Harbinger the Unbended!For the Supreme had refused to bow even when overwhelmed by the power of his foe! Every universe craved the power of a Supreme whose power was unmatched. After all, who didn’t want the protector of the universe to be the strongest in that universe? Of course, this excluded those who schemed in the darkness and detested the light. While might was important, a will that was above all others was regarded even more highly. The Supreme
“Thor Odinson, King of Asgard. One has to admit that it has got a nice ring to it.” Heimdall, master of interstellar transport and the one whose eyes could see through all deceit to ascertain truth, looked up at the being seated uncomfortably on the throne of Asgard with a teasing smile.“What are you doing here and why are you calling me that,” Thor asked, his eyes radiating his discomfort.“Am I to remain as a trapped lamb on the planet I was assigned to? This is more interesting, isn’t it? Seeing the King of Asgard squirming upon the seat which he wields power from.” Heimdall chuckled.It surely was an interesting sight to see the one who had the blood of millions of giants in his hands lose his composure because of a mere title. Well, who could blame him when Thor had hated the concept of king from the very moment he had learned what humility was. When he understood that freedom and kingship were two completely hostile factors, he had forsaken any desire to rule. In fact, he had s
“Have you not ever questioned what has happened here?”“No, why should I? My only role is to defend Olympus.”Reus and Heracles sat next t each other. Each one gazed longingly at the stars that adorned the skies of Olympus. Those stars varied in colours. Some were red, others so black that even the night sky could not conceal them, some purple, and others the classic white. These were the skies of Olympus. These were the skies of the gods of this world.“You truly are simple huh. When it comes to battle however, you are incredibly astute. You are a tough foe.” Reus chuckled“As are you. Even though I went all out, I was still not your match.” Heracles admitted calmly“You are putting it way too humbly. I was in danger many times throughout the battle.” Reus argued“That was because you weren’t taking it seriously. If you had gone all out from the beginning, I would not have been able to fight against you for so long.” Heracles replied, lifting his fair hand towards the skies“We fough