Till date, Ray held the record for the highest total number of surges. It was the reason for his absurd strength when he was still so young. For even in the realm of the mortals, the Brute King would be considered as young. But the common theme behind this sudden surge was age. No one had experienced their first surge at the age of eleven. Even Mane wasn’t truly eleven years old- at least not yet anyway. So the masters hadn’t even considered this option. It was the keen and watchful eyes of one who had been a victim of the surge, and had passed down this strength to his descendants that correctly identified the oddity. And 1st was certain that Ray knew this too. That will explain the Brute King’s eagerness to show Mane the proper use of his techniques. The absentee father was hoping that his son will pick up much of what he had to offer before the surge ended. Since Mane had experienced the surge for about a month and a half now, it was
“He mustn’t be told about this.” The 1st warned. Although he sounded like he was warning everyone, the masters knew he was only speaking to one person: the blabbermouth of the group and the one closest to a friend among them to Mane- 6th.“What are all of you staring at me for? I’m not gonna say anything.” The 6th scowled. It was a bit strange that he commented that he was subject to their accusing gazes, when they were all trapped in mountains, with no way to see each other’s expression.“You better hope that’s true.” The 2nd ‘kindly’ reminded. Back in his mountain the dark figure of the 6th trembled imperceptibly. He didn’t want to have to find out what the consequences of offending the 2nd were. He was certain they were anything but good. And was pretty satisfied being on
Mane opened his eyes after five minutes. As the marvelous state he had gouged himself in wore off, his false state of elemental harmony was broken. The water he sat in was quickly evaporated, and the temperature of the room increased sharply. A few cracks appeared on the bathtub, as it creaked and threatened to fall apart. Luckily, Mane shook himself out of his dazed state quite quickly, and the flames that were close to causing havoc, died out.“What was that?” he wondered. That miraculous state was addictive, and he craved for it once more. But even though he didn’t know what had happened, he knew that it wasn’t a common occurrence, and it would be difficult to experience something like that again.“I know you know what that was. Will you tell me?” Mane asked his masters. He didn’t pick out anyone in particular, choosing to throw the question to the crowd.
Mane left the bathroom with a refreshed look on his face. A bath was always a relaxing way to cool off. He wasn’t just exhausted physically, but mentally as well. The bath he had taken relieved him of his psychological exhaustion. It worked almost as well as a healing spring. The relaxed smile on his face didn’t last long. Once he re-entered dining room a bitter smile took its place. He looked at Frederick as if waiting for explanation. “What are you looking at me for?” the older boy questioned. “You know as much as I do that I cannot stop him from going anywhere.” Fred shrugged nonchalantly. Mane wanted to peel the skin off the Student Council’s President’s face. There was no way the guards of his home would have allowed Aegeus in if his brother didn’t vouch for the boy. That was always how Aegeus got inside. Yet Frederick was
Mane’s eyebrows twitched in annoyance at what had become a norm since he was confined to his home. After his application for a two months leave had been accepted by the academy, Mane assumed that he wouldn’t have any trouble for a while. His peaceful training days were no longer peaceful when Aegeus showed up. Mane had to admit that he was impressed by the boy’s tenacity. Although Aegeus was only older than him by a year, the boy was very strong willed. His actions had Mane questioning if he would do the same thing were he in the boy’s shoes. He was certain that he would have given up long ago after being rejected. But Aegeus kept coming back. Even when Mane had instructed the guards to rough him up a bit the net time he showed himself here, Aegeus did not relent. Mane thought the threat of a beating will have the younger brother of Frederick running away with his tail tucked between his legs, especially considering the trauma from Mane&rsqu
“To think that even you were involved” Ray looked at the green eyed man before him. His smile was mesmerizing, as was his voice. Yet this wasn’t enough to capture all the attention in this room. For the one who sat opposite him was just as good looking and charismatic as the Brute King. He had an air of invincibility and nobility about him. And it would be impossible for anyone who met him to ignore him. His skin was clear and healthy, and his eyes radiated wisdom. Next to Ray was Butler Fin. He stood beside his ward as straight as a rod, unmoving.“It is an honour to make your acquaintance Brute King Ray. And it is even more flattering to meet an elder god.” The stranger smiled genially as he greeted his hosts.“I would like to apologize for our earlier encounter. I am not one for making excuses, but even you can understand my caution since the Dark God is involved. I had been tr
Ray and Fin could guess what had happened next. Indra had left his home once more on a quest to see if the information was right. It could have been a trap, or it could have been just wrong information. But the Battle God Indra had still gone after it. He wanted to know if the information was right. When he arrived at the said location, his senses picked up nothing. After all, Zandor had been sealed off from the rest of the universe. Anyone who arrived at the world’s coordinates would see nothing. But for some reason Indra was able to discern what many hadn’t. If Ray and Butler Fin had to venture a guess, they would say it had something to do with the mysterious Sensor God. This god had somehow given Indra the ability to see what many wouldn’t. Especially since this god’s interference may actually be the explanation as to why Indra could call on the world will of Zandor for help.
“Who is dad with?” Mane asked his mother. His dad didn’t have any friends on Zandor. If his father had any friends, they would all be outside this world. This could only mean that the visitor was from another world. So Mane was truly curious about who it was that would come here to see his dad. Not only was this person allowed inside, his father also met with him personally. There was no way this person would be average.“Why don’t you ask him yourself?” Alexis smiled faintly and replied. After Mane had exited the bath, they had left the basement and were currently in the hall. The seats Mane and his friends chose weren’t facing the door. So Mane and his friends had their back to the doorway. They didn’t see Ray approach until Alexis spoke.They turned to look at the Brute King, but he wasn’t alone. Butler Fin was with Ray, but his presence was no surprise. The m
However, it wasn’t the recipient of the question who replied, it was Ray. “Mane, allow me to introduce you to my new friend- Indra.” Ray smiled slightly and introduced Indra to his son. Indra nodded at the young boy with a smile and said, “How do you do?” He extended his hand for a handshake.“How do you do, Sir Indra.” Mane replied courteously and reached for the huge hand of the god who stood before him. Once he did, he experienced something he had never experienced before.Mane found himself in a strange place. It wasn’t accurate to call it a place. It was more of a space. The entire place was white- as white as the clouds in the sky, with no blemish- and the ground couldn’t be seen. Yet even though it seemed like there was no ground to step on, Mane was able to move fine. It was strange, almost like he was walking on cotton. Yet that didn’t impede him i