Every world in the True Universe experienced the curse of the deathly rain. The men who came into contact with it all died, and so did the beasts. It didn’t matter what their level of wielding was; it didn’t matter what their status was. Every single person that endured the rain paid the price. Some gods and Ascenders had the right to resist the power of the rain. There was one group that benefited from the rain though: those who practised the dark arts and loved darkness benefited from the rain; but even they had to either have extremely powerful bloodlines or top class wielding manuals.It wasn’t only the mortals who noticed the change. Gods and demons alike regardless of what heaven they resided in, witnessed the might of the rain, although only a few were able to recognize its origin.Among the few were Mane’s parents. Ray frowned and stretched his hand out of his robes to come into contact with the rain. He frowned as the rain burned his aura shield and tried to get into his body
There were many gods who were deeply struck by what was happening; but only a few who understood its implications. Loki watched the changes in the sky with a frown on his face. As his cloak swayed in the turbulent wind and heartless rain, he felt a sense of urgency.“I must move faster,” he said, before hurrying away.Odin watched the heartless sky with a sad smile on his face. “In the end,” he said, “It still cannot be suppressed.” Why was that power so difficult to suppress? Why did it refuse to lay low and leave his grandson alone. Even the timeless one was helpless against this power. Odin knew however, that if it wasn’t for the timeless one keeping that power in check, it would have revealed itself long ago.“Do your best my old rival. Keep that thing in check, Cronos.”On Zandor, the rain wasn’t able to cause much harm. The citizens enjoyed the protection of the Brute King even in his absence, and the power of the Absolute Queen ensured that there was a barrier that kept the rai
“The darkness which consumes the night and invalidates the authority of the sun…”“World Destroyer; the one who hates peace!”“Go to sleep now, Bloodied Star of Zandor!”“Go to sleep now!”“Caeleste Sigillum!”*Boom*“Hah hah hah” Mane awakened with a start. “Urgh,” the young Supreme groaned as he held his aching head. “You are awake,” a voice he was too familiar with greeted Mane when he opened his eyes. “Hildegarde…where am I?” Mane asked his fairy. “And why are you looking at me like that?” he wondered; for Hildegarde was looking at him in a way he had never seen her look at him before. There had always been a small distance between the two because Hildegarde had not yet pledged her allegiance to the Supreme. Due to this, there were some things he kept away from her and she knew that; however, their relationship was still good even with this small barrier between them. Now though it felt different. If the barrier before was a thin sheet of transparent paper, now it was a t
“How is Elder Hanuman?” Dragon King Bast on his throne and questioned the elder kneeling before him. This elder was one of the two elders who had avoided severe injuries in the fight against the Supreme - Elder Crane.“He had severe injuries; however, those have been taken care of. His broken bones have been mended by your wife and so have his ruptured organs. But that dark energy that scouts his body like a merciless spy cannot be removed. For all that can be done is to suppress it.” Elder Crane frowned as he reported to the Dragon Lord. Elder Sydney was the one to assess Elder Hanuman’s injuries along with the Lord’s wife. In so doing the two had discovered that Elder Hanuman was in a very perilous state. While his injuries had been healed, there was a corrosive energy rampaging in his blood vessels that was threatening to tear his heart apart. If it wasn’t because of Elder Sydney’s ability to create barriers and the Lord’s wife’s skill in transfusing those barriers into Elder Ha
Once Komfo Anokye was done with the Dragon Lord, he left with a smile on his face. He who was known as a scourge to all couldn’t help but squeal in excitement when he thought of the possibility that his sister would finally show her might after so long. The silent dragon may roar again!He returned to the room Mane was resting in shortly after. Without knocking he invited himself in. Seeing Keira still sitting next to Mane, Komfo Anokye walked over and lightly kissed the top of her head. It was covered in luxurious locks, but it didn’t matter to him. He looked at the young man who had fallen asleep with tear stains on his cheek and said. For a Noble to cry himself to sleep showed just how mentally exhausted the boy was. He didn’t blame him though. Mane had been through a lot for a child. It wasn’t like he had any family to accompany him either.“How is he?” Komfo Anokye asked Keira while taking a seat next to her.“Stressed. I will be by his side for a while. Let us put of finding the
“You dare ask this question?!” Cronos thundered as fury flashed across his face. “Geez old man…relax,” Mane complained as he covered his ears. Cronos’s voice was like a loud gong that threatened to crush is eardrums.“Sigh..what do you think happened Punk?” Cronos was frustrated. This kid was not serious. How could you forget something so significant like destroying your own Soul Scape? What pissed him off more was the fact that Mane didn’t look bothered.“I am guessing that it has something to do with you?” Mane scratched his head and said. “You know you are just a guest here right? You should learn how to do things in moderation.” Mane chastised Cronos. His words caused the elder to gnash his teeth in annoyance“This punk!” Cronos exclaimed in annoyance. How could someone be this ignorant of his own actions. If he could, he would have rushed over and smacked some sense into the boy’s head.“Hehe. I am only joking old man.” Mane chuckled and slowly walked over to Cronos’s side.“Hump
When Mane awakened, Keira was asleep in a chair next to his bed. She was an Ascender Mane couldn’t see through, so it was impossible for her to feel fatigue on a normal basis. If she was asleep then it meant she had done so from worry. Mane smiled involuntarily upon seeing this. The warmth she gave him was similar to his mother’s warmth, but slightly different.If Alexis was like a bright sun that illuminated the darkness in Mane’s life, Keira was the moon that replaced the sun when the darkness became too intense to be taken lightly. Initially it was awkward for Mane to think of her as his grandmother. Although he felt close to her, calling her grandmother left a sour taste in his mouth. It had always been an issue with familiarity; however, this issue had been bridged with a snort-filled reunion and now Mane could see her to who she really was to him. Now, it wasn’t only his blood that drew him to her; his heart was eager to stay with her as well.Mane rose up slowly. The sluggishne
Komfo Anokye was taking a leisurely stroll through the ruined roads of the Citadel. Everywhere he went, the citizens stared at him with fear and hurriedly escaped into their shelters. Several kids pointed at his skin complexion and asked their mothers who he was before being pulled inside as though Komfo Anokye was a demon they had to avoid at all costs. In a way, they weren’t wrong. Komfo Anokye was indeed like a demon to those who were his enemies and usually he wouldn’t care about how people looked at him; however, hearing mothers warning their children to stay away from him because of what he looked like, hurt him. They judged him by the colour of his skin, not by what they knew. They judged him as an Ancient, as though they had ever met Ancients. It was clear that they had been brainwashed into thinking that Ancients were evil beings.“If we really wanted to deal with you, your walls wouldn’t have been standing all this while,” Komfo Anokye sighed and thought silently. Why was th