Mane was stunned by what he was hearing. He had been brought to this world by the hands of fate, seeking to see the Supreme of the True Universe put his budding skills to the test. And so far he had been doing a splendid job. But who would have thought that he would meet his father’s family here. And even more unbelievable was that they were here to restore their planet. They didn’t need to say it for Mane to understand this. Why else would they be going around collecting fragments of Kerith? Komfo Anokye didn’t tell Mane everything. And that was because he didn’t need to. The weapon Kerith was destroyed when the world Kerith was destroyed. That same weapon was able to affect an entire planet. The fact that the world and the weapon shared the same name meant that the weapon Kerith was fused to the world Kerith. They were one. And when the world was destroyed, it too faced destruction. Hypothetically, if the weapon could be put back together and fused with another world, Kerith could
How many times had Mane been quieted by the words of another? That he did not know. But it had been happening too many times of late. And today was no exception. It had only been a few hours after his awakening from the land of dreams and unreal into a universe of virtual and spiritual. Yet even in the ever so brief period his heart had been forced to bear many truths that not even his father was aware of. Of course, this was his own doing. For he prodded and forced open the mouth of Komfo Anokye with his passionate pleas and by feeding on the feeling of guilt the old man had towards his abandoned family. Now Mane knew a lot more than he wanted to.The young Supreme had hoped that there was another with a Universe level prophecy in his time. After all, although there were many prophecies in the Universe, few could push the heart of the Reaper towards them. So Mane hoped with all his heart that the prophecy that had drawn the Reaper to the Weapon Masters was one that spoke of
“Are you okay?” Keira asked her grandson. While she didn’t understand why Mane was so shaken by the news, she could feel that something was wrong. However, that feeling didn’t last for long; for the discomfort of the boy disappeared soon enough, and he flashed her a gentle smile.“I am fine Grandmother,” the title of the lady before him rolled so naturally off his tongue that Mane was actually a bit surprised by it. He didn’t think it would be so easy to accept the woman before him as his own. Yet it was. There was just something about her kindness filled aura that drew him in and kept him confined to her heart.“Good kid,” Keira chuckled gleefully. She gently tousled Mane’s hair like he was a child and not a man much bigger than her. Her wide grin was infectious, for Mane found himself bearing a mark much similar to it before he knew what was going on.“And what of me?” Komfo Anokye tried to crush the party with his comments. Mane took one look at his sly smile and mercilessly crush
It took a while for Mane to gather himself. But once he did, his gaze turned cold. His eyes flashed with animosity as the events of the recent past forced themselves into his brain once again. And the silhouette that dominated that memory was Odin!The King of Asgard had had planted a piece of his soul into Mane’s in order to help him when the time called for such a thing. Mane was grateful for the man’s help. Besides, Odin had revealed lot of things to Mane; things that Mane had no solutions to. But now Mane didn’t know what to think of the man.Was a piece of Odin’s soul left behind because he loved Mane and wanted to protect him; or was it so because Odin wanted to keep an eye on him?Why was he in the Dreamscape? Was he supposed to be here this quickly or did Odin want him to conquer this Universe? After all, although the fairies were in charge of the tests, Asgard owned the plane that acted as a border between the two Universes. It was them who actually held power. Now Mane could
“Hello Mane,” Matriarch Ruth gently smiled at Mane when he approached her. Her warm smile was a bit strange, for it reminded him of another. Her smile was so similar to his. Her smile was almost the same as Dan’s.“Hello Matriarch Ruth,” Mane pushed away the thoughts running through his head and gave a small bow to Matriarch Ruth. He may be capable of handling her now, but that was only by tapping into the Void. Besides, she had saved him so many times that Mane would never be able to show her any disrespect.“There is no need for such formality,” Matriarch Ruth smiled faintly and said. She could smell a great stench of blood and chaos around the boy. He reeked of the blood of many, and the scent he carried contained the emotions of many desperate races. Strangely enough however, his heart was still pure. There was a line the boy wasn’t going to cross and a path he was never willing to take. And that intrigued her.“I respectfully disagree Matriarch,” Mane shook her head defiantly and
Just like Amalgamation and all other major cities, Intersection had experienced its fair share of chaos due to Mane’s recklessness. It had been six months since that fateful day when the sky looked like it would fall on their heads, but recovery wasn’t complete. Luckily for Intersection, their losses were not as great as Amalgamation due to the distance between the city and the actual battlefield. But that didn’t mean that their losses were not heavy.Over the past few months the streets had been cleared of debris and fixed. Most of the homes had been put back into shape and required only painting. And the city gate had been erected. Right now, the most pressing issue was finishing the construction of the walls. Right now there was a makeshift fence sealing up the breached areas of the wall, but they definitely couldn’t depend on that for long. The resources that went into the wall were staggering, and the cost kept the Barbarian Lord awake each night. Well, that and the fear of someo
The eyes of every Elder were focused on the missing arms of the two Flames of Waska. Rasa’s right sleeve was empty, suggesting that it was his right hand that had been taken away. Waska wore a sleeveless top, so his stump was the easiest to see. Although his left arm was present, his left forearm had been taken clean off. So the area beneath his elbow was a blank!Waska’s dominance with his left hand was renowned throughout the entire planet. Every major powerhouse of the three Great Races, and even the humans in the camp of the Black Dragon were aware of how dangerous the Mad Flame was with a weapon in his left hand. Warriors who were able to easily manipulate weapons with their left hands were much more admired than those whose dominance with their right was their greatest strength. For it was a rarity to come across a left-handed warrior. But because Waska rarely used his left hand, over time many noobs had come to regard the news of his ambidextrous gift as a rumor. The top warrio
“Protect the Lord!” Elder Blake was the first amongst the Elders to react to the intruder. His form flashed repeatedly in the hall as several weapons were picked up and tossed to their respective owners. This hall was a sacred place and didn’t allow any person, other than the Lord and his guards to possess their weapons on their persons, so Elder Blake made it his duty to procure them first. He was swift in his distribution, and his loud bellow drew the attention of all the Elders. Even those who were slow to react had caught on by now and were around the throne of their Lord. Rasa and Waska were always by the Barbarian Lord. Their eyes were fixed on the light before them, waiting for the brightness that was akin to a small star’s light to fade. Their lone hands were on their weapons, ready to protect their Lord from any threat. Well, the fact that someone had sneaked into the hall so brazenly without invitation was enough to regard the intruder as a threat. Elder Glass seemed unmove