“Ashera isn’t as strong as she was in her prime,” the Primogenitor suddenly decided to say some things that she had kept hidden for a while.
“How so?” Pathfinder asked. As Phenoms they didn’t grow weaker as they aged, only stronger. So the 1st Ancestor had to explain what exactly she meant.
“When she was sealed in the Tower of the Hundred, she wasn’t sealed as the Blood Witch.” The Primogenitor started.
“The Tower of the Hundred isn’t an ordinary cursing artefact. It has the ability to seal a person’s strength as well. But since it wasn’t evoked in her curse, it isn’t part of the bargain. That’s where her actual curse comes into play.”
“The reason she is able to leave the tower every now and then is because of the sealing power of the tower.”
“What do you mean?” Pathfinder furrowed his brows. The 1st Ancestor
Back in the village where everything began, two older men were engaged in conversation. They sat on small stools within a well-lit hall with small bowls filled with mead before them. Both had heads full of grey hair and wrinkled faces. However, that was where their similarities ended. Whilst one of them was relatively dashing yet ordinarily dressed, the other had several peculiar piercings all over his body. As if that wasn’t enough, he had ornaments of iron hugging his wrist and ankle joints. His eyes were entirely white in color, and his expression that of total nonchalance. These two old men where Old fan and Chief Doctor Kaka.“She shouldn’t have appeared. Now that old witch in the Barbarian camp would be stalking her like a hungry wolf.” Old Fan sighed before gently downing a bit of his mead.“At least she was the one to come for him, and the worst case scenario you hoped to not see didn’t happen,” Chief Doctor Kaka gulped
“Mane! It’s time to wake up!” a lovely voice informed the only male resident of the Tower of the Hundred that he had been in his room long enough.“Okay,” a young boy dressed only in a short pair of trunks and currently in a pushup hold was quick to reply. His voice wasn’t particularly loud, yet it travelled all the way from the training room he was in and into the ears of the lovely maiden standing outside his door.“Let’s wrap this up shall we?” Mane mumbled to himself as he exhaled a small breath of air to lift his long hair off his face.“976”“977”“978”Suddenly, there was a small gust of wind in the still room, and Mane felt his someone appear.“Not bad,” Sunflower smiled and said. Mane smiled bitterly when he felt her presence right next to him. He had been here for about two weeks already. And that was enough time to understa
Mane jumped out of the way to avoid a long water whip that came crushing his way right after the fight had started. The whip looked feeble and delicate, yet when it struck the ground it created a small scar in what was supposed to be a highly reinforced floor. However, the scar healed quickly and in no time there was no evidence of the whip’s frightening capabilities.*Whish**Bang**Whish**Bang*Mane moved with the gracefulness of a seasoned dancer, avoiding blow after blow. He always managed to avoid the whips by a hair’s breath, yet the calmness of his expression showed that he was anything but tensed. His eyes were steely; his gaze unwavering.*Roar*Mane quickly jumped to the side when he heard Sasha’s roar. And in time too, for a beam of light flashed past him and rammed into the wall.*Boom*A fist sized hole appeared in the wall before it was rapidly mended. But Mane couldn’t stop his eye
“So this is the power of old; power that belonged to my ancestors?” Mane mumbled to himself as he gripped his fists. Yet the only person who could currently answer his question was silent. For Cronos had grown quiet – just as he was all these years. However, Outer Energy wasn’t as eager to maintain its silence. It streamed into every corner of Mane’s body, perfectly merging with inner energy to create small explosions within his Star Map. These explosions could actually be heard by the triplets, and the small sparks around his fists gave them a clue as to what was going on.*Boom*The Water Giant that had now lost its head was reduced into a large puddle all around Daisy. Although she was encased by the giant all this while, her clothes were still tidy and dry. The only thing out of place was her mouth which was wide agape in surprise and wonder.“What was that? You know you aren’t allowed to use skills right” she
“There we go. Unleash your potential to its fullest. I wondered how long it would take to see some real power. After all, you are a Supreme. But you have exceeded my estimates. Well done, boy with the Blood of the Olden.”Ashera sat in her room with her eyes closed. With her senses extended she could feel everything on her floor. She always resorted to this whenever it was time to train Mane, in order to ‘see’ how his training was going. So she had seen, heard and felt for herself how he had changed. Although the why was unknown, that was less relevant. Only her curiosity as a Scholar craved for such information, but that was it. In the grand scheme of things, it was irrelevant.“They are here,” Ashera smiled slightly upon feeling the chaotic auras of the two women who had been with her since they were 15. With nothing but a thought, the door to her chambers were opened, and Daisy and Rose entered unobstructed.“Mistress
“Do not pretend you aren’t listening Mistress Ashera,” Mane calmly stared at the ceiling right above him and said. His eyes flashed with a strange glow as he spoke and his senses that were fully spread were tasked even further.“Are you sure you want to know this?” Ashera’s melodious voice forced its way past the walls of Mane’s room and reached the ears of both Mane and Sunflower.“What do you mean by that?” Mane asked. It seemed that things were more complicated than he thought.“If I am to tell you what you seek, you will be embroiled in a world that you may not want to be a part of,” Ashera clarified what she meant.“What is it that I wouldn’t want to be a part of?” Mane asked with furrowed brows.A mirage of Ashera appeared on the walls of Mane’s room when Mane asked this question. And Mane sat up to face her. His eyes flashed as True Eyes were activated.
“I have gathered much of Pazuzu’s history over the years. He is capable of sending a clone every thousand years. So far we have been successful. But they get stronger each time. And whenever powerful warriors die, their powers are sucked in by Pazuzu, and sent to his true self. Surely a day will come when he would break free from Hanbi’s power and return. As long as this world remains he wouldn’t die by our hand. Only gods can kill gods. We can only seal him”“So that is what this tower is,” Mane was suddenly enlightened. “It isn’t meant to curse but to seal Pazuzu!”Completion Rate: 67“You are smart. Yes. That is its true purpose. It is a weapon of the True Universe, and that is why it possesses such power. But for that to happen, it must find a successor; one worthy enough to pass all the tests and become the Lord of the Tower. Only then will we be able to seal Pazuzu.&rd
Just like the Barbarians, the Elementals had their own capital. Though they preferred to stay in the realms of men, they still had a place to return to – Amalgamation. Amalgamation was the Elemental Capital, and probably their only true dwelling place. It was much smaller than Intersection, but it was very beautiful. Unlike the Barbarians who focused on defense and military robustness when they were building Intersection, the Elementals had abandoned all that to make Amalgamation as beautiful as humanely possible. And that they had done in grand style. Amalgamation was a city of many colors. The sky above the city was filled with the power of the Elements, causing it to constantly change color every few days. The walls were the same, for they were baptized by the sky above and picked up its characteristics. Every house; every building; and every stone that was used to make the roads was colorful too. It was a real haven.Although Amalgamation was beautiful, it wasn&rsqu