It is said that the issues that plagued us yesterday could become the hope that sustains us today. But there were times that the things that haunted remained as stains in our dreams until the very last day of our breaths. And the most haunting thing was worry; worry for one’s loved ones.Amalgamation was the closest city to the battleground between god and godling. And it felt the brunt of their fury. Sure their Nature Barrier helped offset most of the damage since it was more effective at dealing with damage caused by the elements. But even the Nature barrier couldn’t defend against the wrathful hands of Mane and Shiva on its own. And the fact that Amalgamation was so close to the site of the battle wasn’t helping matters greatly. Even the barriers that Mane had set up weren’t that effective at keeping the storm out. And though it did provide some bit of protection, it was so minimal that it could be hardly counted as a contribution. The city that housed Elementals was a mess with de
Komfo Anokye and his sister – Mane’s grandmother – sped towards Amalgamation with their feet barely touching the ground. They covered several hundreds of meters every second and easily brushed aside the wind pressure that they movement was generating. As they moved, the two had their eyes fixed on the large dark cloud in the distance. And each was thinking the same thing.“I can smell that dastardly power on him,” Komfo Anokye frowned. Mane was using power great enough to threaten a god, and he was doing so as a god. For the power Mane had tapped into was not that of the mortal realm. It was a thing of impossibility for any mortal to go against a god, much less be their much. And Komfo Anokye could sense that Mane was currently giving Shiva a hard time.“Yes, he has gotten stronger,” Mane’s grandmother had a complicated expression on her face as she maneuvered her way away from an uprooted tree – no doubt a victim of Mane’s battle with Shiva. Just like Komfo Anokye she was familiar
*Boom**Bang**Boom**Boom*Mane and Shiva couldn’t afford to be worried about the state their fight was leaving the planet in. And neither could be too concerned about the kind of destruction the major and minor cities alike – and even those towns and villages – were dealing with. They were embroiled in a battle so close that a lapse in concentration could spell doom for the one who made such a mistake.So far, Mane had the upper hand. He had been able to get a few good blows in and had almost split the god of destruction into two at a point using Harch’s overbearing power. But he hadn’t been able to go any further than that. And that was because Shiva was still a god. No matter how many wounds Mane piled on his body, the god of destruction kept recovering at visible speed. And because his godhead remained untouched, there was nothing Mane could do to change that – except destroy his godhead.“You wouldn’t be able to rely on your abilities as a Scholar when you tap into the pow
*Crack**Crack*The Chaos generated was destructive and untamable. Several strands of the most violent energy known to man and gods struck the ground and turned whatever it touched to ash. Yet in the centre stood Mane, controller of Harch and bringer of Chaos. The bright eyes of the Supreme were the only beacons of light that could be discerned from the dark storm churning, but Shiva didn’t perceive those bright orbs as his hope. For the first time the light was more fearful than the darkness. And Shiva wasn’t nothing more than to get away from it.But things were never that simple. Shiva wasn’t faster than Mane. And Mane was a Spatial User as well. With the power of the void most of his abilities were heightened by several times and the restrictions to his Spatial Ability were greatly suppressed. He was able to travel several kilometers in less than half a second by using spatial cracks and portals. So Shiva’s retreat meant little. In less than a few seconds, Mane was just a hundred
Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make.I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!Book 2 explores the gaps left behind jn Book 1 and hopes to set the stage for Mane's return to the True Universe. And this means our little Supreme would have to bear with the Dreamscape Universe for a little while more.So enjoy the first chapter of Book 2: War. I wish you the very best. And please when you say a prayer, say one for me too
It had been ten minutes since the noise died down and the chaos ceased. The clouds had returned to their bright, cheerier forms and the sun was back brightening up the sky. Everything seemed normal, but when one gazed upon the earth from above and saw the destruction that had been wrought on it, they would understand that nothing was normal. For the land was fractured and uneven. Canyons as deep as the pits of hell and just as wide dominated the landscape just outside Amalgamation. The land of Elementals itself had borne quite a loss. For even with the Nature Barrier shielding the people from harm, many buildings fell and the constructed roads were deconstructed. Nothing was the same. And it wasn’t just at Amalgamation. Every major city suffered great loss and even some villages had been completely destroyed. People lost their lives as easily as it took a man to weed out grass. And property was destroyed – everywhere. Apart from the human settlements, forests and other natural landsca
Mane was unaware of Ancestor Origin’s – nay, the Origin King’s – resurrection. The old man was like a leech and it seemed that killing him wasn’t enough. Anyway, it wasn’t the young Supreme’s current concern. Right now, sleep was far more important. He slept peacefully, like a man worn out after a long and tiring trip. But to be fair, he had experienced much in the last hour or two So his slumber made sense.Crystal was almost at Amalgamation by now. The journey should have been much shorter, but the new topography of the land made traversing it much more difficult. For there were craters everywhere. And the chasms that reflected the depth of the strength of Mane and Shiva could be found almost every hundred steps. Crystal had to evade these obstacles most of the time. For though she had the strength to easily call upon Chaos now, she was in no hurry to return to the city. She felt that her Lord would awaken when that moment came and was trying to avoid that as long as she could. She
Mane had no idea how long he slept. But he knew that it was a long slumber. For the Supreme was accompanied throughout his rest. Mane dreamt of many things. He dreamt of Zandor, his home. He dreamt of the people he loved; those he was missing occupied the bulk of his dreams. He dreamt of his mother and father. He saw Uncle Jake’s signature smile and though the young Supreme knew that it was just a dream, he was elated to see his former guardian again. He saw his friends – Abe, Jake and John, Selina and Frederick – and even saw the disciple he had neglected since the boy was accepted into his tutelage – Aegeus. Mane didn’t know whether it was because he had missed them so much that he saw them in his dreams, but he was happy to see them. But the dreams weren’t all good. For the young Supreme saw his enemies as well.He saw the god who dared place a Universe Level Bounty on his head – Seth. For some reason Mane could see the unhidden features of the Dark God, and though he had never me