It was like a hangover after a raging night party. Their heads were aching and their eyes were heavy, so much that they couldn't make out were they were. It was as if they had too much of 'that good wine' and the choking smell in the room made things worse. "This smells like Nega" Orie groaned as he managed to get up "What's that?" Shiro asked as he also stood up "It's actually a 'who" Orie replied "And he's the king of Dahüd" Slowly, everyone recovered from the drowsiness and were able to see clearly. Before them was a man sitted on what could only be described as a throne. It's cushions were pure black and every other part of it was made of gold. The man sitting on it was just as magnificent. His skin was gleaming dark, the brown in his eyes were as the middle part of a sunflower, and his hair shot straight up and was flat at the top. There was no jewelry on him but the mere sight of him brought gold and diamonds into one's thought. Just by looking at him,
"I know that you are not one to lie to me but I'm finding it hard to believe that what you're telling me is true" Orie said "If a priest really died, I would've felt it and so would you and every other priest" "It's the one thing we share" "But that didn't happen, did it?" "That's what I'm trying to tell you" Nega replied "His death was confirmed yet I felt nothing" "But that's not even the worst part" he said "So what is the worst part?" Orie asked, then Nega stayed silent for a while before answering "His entire province" he said "Everywhere that received the blessing of his god is in great despair" "There has been drought from the southern borders of Dahüd down to the coastal areas of the continent and it is getting worse by the day" "It's quite normal" Orie replied "The drought will only last until a new priest succeeds him and that only takes a few days" he said as he placed his hand on Nega's shoulder. "Do you think I don't know
"Woe to those that make enemy of the priests of the mighty ones, for their fate is worse than death" "The damned shall mock them, and the hopeless shall look down on them with pity" "The sick will look healthy in comparison to them, and the shall look alive in their presence" "For they have made and enemy of the priest and in doing so, they have made an enemy of his god" These were the words spoken by Orie while he was held in chains in a small isolated room. There was barely enough light for someone to see around but there wasn't that much to see either. It was and quiet clean for a dark isolated room. There was no dirt, no bad odor, no rats. It was only him, some very strong chains and a guard who told him to shut up after he had just finished making a divine declaration. "One of the perks of being a priest..." Orie said as he stood up "...is that sometimes, we are required to make declarations before we take action" "This is so that whoever is making a m
"For a thousand years, I've waited" "For a thousand years, I've held on and anticipated" "For when this day shall come" "My plan is perfect" "There is no chance for failure" "On this day" "A Raiden shall fall" genji muttered as he looked down at Mia who was bound in chains before him. "You know I can hear everything you're saying, right?" Mia asked as she gave him a cold stare. There was nothing intimidating about his appearance, the sound of his voice was not one to strike fear in others. He looked like every other normal guy but his name was not one to be spoken in jest. 'Genji of the Order' was a name feared in the entire underground society. "Oh" Genji said in surprise "I thought you were still sleeping" he added "But it's not like you can do anything about it" "You're completely bound and weakened" "You can't oppose me in your current state" "How sure are you about that?" Mia asked "Very sur..." Before Genji could complet
Natsumi was kept in a much more spacious than the others. It appeared to be an emptied warehouse judging by how big it was. There were a lot of guards inside with her and they were all on high alert. Even though she was chained down, her power still had a little reach and any one that got close froze. "Do you know who she is?" One of the guards asked his colleague and the colleague answered "we are not paid to ask questions" his colleague replied "But you know..." The guard said "Considering her level of power she might be someone of high importance" "I'm just afraid that someone might come for her" "And that might be a bit of a problem" "You worry too much, soldier" his colleague replied "This job has been going smoothly and it will go smoothly" "She hasn't put up any form of resistance" "And I don't think anyone is coming for her" "This place is not easy to find" "And even if someone does find it, there's no way they can break through the
64: I don't want peace "These bitches must be out of their minds" "They think they got me in a bind" "But it won't be long till they find" "That they're dealing with one of a kind" "They laugh, they smile and they grin" "They don't know the trouble they're in" "But how can you expect things to end well?" "When try to mess with a king" "I say a word and the chain breaks" "I take a step and the ground quakes" "They come at me with their full strength" "But still I'm someone that they can't take" "Ain't no one that can catch me slipping" "I can't keep count of the a** I'm kicking" "If this was a game they'd say I'm cheating" "Cus they brought guns but their shots are missing" It didn't take long for Nega to break out of his own chains. He was kept in a similar place to Natsumi; an abandoned warehouse with enough space and many guards. His original plan was to wait for whoever Masterminded his and teach him a lesson but af
"This is commander Hughes of the Freeland special forces" the man on the helicopter said loudly through the megaphone "You are trespassing in a restricted area" he said "Peacefully surrender and follow us to our base for further questioning" "If you don't, your life ends here" "That's quite a generous offer" Orie replied at the top of his voice "But I will have to decline" he said "My anger has already been kindled towards you" "So at this moment" "I don't want peace" "The only thing I want from you..." "...is problem" "The only thing I want from you..." "...is conflict" "The only thing I want from you..." "...is blood" "So look here, commander Hugh or commander Jackman or whatever you call yourself" "Don't think you can get me just because you got the jump on Matéo" Meanwhile, the fight between Mia and Genji was still at it's beginning. Mia wasn't as fast as she used to be an her strikes carried less weight but sh
In a field covered in smoke, there was a weird kind of silence. It wasn't that sounds could not be heard but that they could be heard clearly. The most prominent of those sounds was the sound of the helicopters that hovered above the field. "H3, what's your status" Hughes spoke into his communication device "I see nothing sir" a voice replied from the other side "I have no eyes on the..." The voice said and suddenly stopped "H3" "H3" "H3, REPORT!!!" Hughes yelled into his device but there was no answer. Then he looked forward through the windshield of the cockpit and saw one of his helicopters turning to face him "Oh sh**" he said he jacked a parachute from the side and jumped out of the aircraft. "Summon the mage squad" he spoke into his device as he watched the helicopter he was on burst into flames. With a loud cry and all her might, Mia swung her sword at Genji with the intent of taking off his head but for some reason, her blade couldn't go thro
As soon as Ellie noticed there was something wrong with Orie, she signaled her crew to turn off their cameras. He had been mumbling for a while but soon the mumbling intensified. His eyes were heavy, his voice was inaudible, he could feel his consciousness fading but he kept on praying.He had thought that he had enough strength to keep up the prayer but his condition was worse than he had thought it was."I'm sorry" he said as he fell to his knees and went silent.As the paramedics were rushing to take Orie away the thing that he was trying to keep under control broke free and took over Natsumi.Kaen tried to call back his flames but they were sniffed out as soon as they came in. The mist was thick, it was cold and he could barely see what was in front of him. Icicles were coming at him from different angles and he could hardly evade any of them.He saw himself at a dead end. He could not see anything he could do that would cause him to win the match. He was tired, bleeding, aching a
"Who should I fear more?" Kaen wondered"Is it the monster that makes me shudder""Or is it the vessel that contains it?"As Kaen prepared to engage his opponent, all that he could think of was the fear that he felt. He could not forget it.Not many remember it but there was once a great incident that took place in Fubuki island. It was an incident that almost claimed the lives of all who lived on the island.A great frost, so cold that no flame could resist, quickly spreading and freezing everything in its path. In the dark winter night when many slept, this frost came along to take their breath.Somehow, everyone woke up in their beds the next morning with no recollection of the past twelve hours. This event sparked many rumors and among them was the rumour that the residents died and were brought back, proponents of this rumor backed their claims by speculating a tragic event within the twelve hours period.That night came to be known as the night where men slept. The "silent night
"THE SIGNS DO NOT LIETHE TRUTH WILL NOT DIEAS TIME WILL GO BYWE WILL SAY OUR GOODBYESFOR THE TRUE PRIEST TO BE BORNTHE FALSE GODS WILL ALL DIE"Orie heard these words just before he woke up. He looked around in confusion, trying to figure out where he was. The last thing he could remember was that he was surrounded by dust in the arena.He looked at the nurse who seemed surprised for a reason and asked "how long have I been here?""F... Four days" the nurse answered nervously and Orie remain silent"We thought you were dead" she added"Who won?" Orie asked"What?" The nurse replied, still shaken up"My fight" Orie rephrased"Who won?""Well..." The nurse replied"The other guy was disqualified so...""... I guess you won""Oh" Orie said as he tried to get off from the bed but the but the nurse immediately moved to stop him."You just woke up sir" she said"We can't let you walk around till we know for sure that you're okay""I'm okay" Orie replied as he got down from the bed but
Of the expectations that the people had, no one expected that a majority of the spectators would be okay with the outcome of the fight. They were sure that what they saw was real, they were sure that what they saw was fair, they were sure that the contestants gave it their all and they were sure that the winner deserved his victory.Even those who didn't support him in the beginning were cheering for him with all their heart, even those who lost their bets because of him rejoiced at the sight.There were many good fighters in the tournament, many who at the wave of their hands would cause marvelous sights but of all the fights in the tournament, Orie had shown them most invigorating.The cheers went on for a while until people in the crowd began to notice that the referee was yet to formally declare a winner. Soon they noticed that orie had not made a single movement since the clearing of the dust, he was still standing but he could not move.Though one person was on the floor while t
From within the circle came forth a huge bird of prey; a hawk. It appeard to be fully covered in silver. Just by looking at it, one could tell that its beak was harder than a rock and that its claws were as sharp as blades, even its wings didn't seem flying was all they could do. At this point in the battle where pride was being cast aside, the same thought ran through the minds of everyone watching. "NOW THE REAL FIGHT BEGINS" "Go" at this command from Chris, the bird threw itself at Orie with incredible speed. Orie evaded the bird without problem but what came next was quite challenging. After evading an attack from above he found himself facing one from below. Not many can escape such attacks from Chris. He would use the bird to make his opponents dodge in a certain manner, then he would go in for the real attack when their balance had been compromised. It was quite an effective move, but just not for Orie. "How is this possible?" Chris thought to himself as he
"This is my day" "This is my day" "This is my day" It kept repeating but Natsumi could not understand what it meant" "This is my day" She knew she had forgotten something "This is my day" She was sure she had forgotten something "This is my day" Something that would help her discern the situation. "This is my day" It stopped as soon as she realized what it meant. She remembered that when she thought it was Orie's birthday, he had told her these words. She remembered how he told her of the four market days of his tribe and that he shared his name with one of them. She remembered that he told her how the days affected his power, and this made her the least surprised person among the audience when Orie got back up on his feet. "WHAT... THE... F***!!!!?" Ellie screamed at the camera "How much blood does this guy have?" "He's lost so much yet he is still standing" "What kind of immortal dragon sh** is this" "This is not easy to believ
Chris Vanadium. The only reason he didn't make it to the finals as much as Cal was that he faced Waramaki in most of the semifinals. He is one of the few people that have been able to beat Cal in the previous tournaments. He is also a one time champion and the one he beat to earn that title was none other than Fuji Waramaki. There were many reasons to fear him, but most feared attribute of his was the speed of his blade. Yes, he fights with a sword and he is really good with it; so good that a large percentage of his matches end in less than a minute. Anyone that saw his previous match was immediately reminded of how dangerous he was, even some that had faith in Orie in the previous match lost it for this one. To sum things up on how dangerous he was, the chance of him making it to the final match of the current tournament was ninety-nine percent. Though Orie's match was the first of round one, in round two, his match was the third. Not many had high hopes for this match beca
There was complete silence in all parts of the stadium. It wasn't that people had nothing to say but what could they say that could explain what just happened before their eyes? They just watched as the referee ran in to confirm the outcome. It took longer than usual as the referee also had his doubts but in the end he had no choice but to declare Cal unable to continue. The silence broke immediately he stood up to declare Orie the winner. The doubt of many began to flow out in words. "IT'S A LIE!!" "THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" "THIS GAME IS RIGGED!!" There was no word of doubt that was not spoken at that moment. Even when the medics came out to put Cal on a stretcher, people still thought it was an act. What could Orie do? He had just won a match and no one believed it. There was hardly anyone cheering for him, all the loud voices expressed nothing but doubt, hate, and disbelief. Despite all the hate he was getting, he just cracked a smile and walked out of the arena
You never truly appreciate a miracle unless you heard of it before it happened. That moment when the thing you thought was just too impossible begins to unfold before you for the very first time. There is no look more precious than that of one who has had such experience. Miracles happen only once. After that, it becomes a possibility. Cal and Orie were initially rated on a seven to one ratio. This meant that the officials of this tournament believed that Cal was at least seven times more powe6r than Orie and seven times more likely to win. At the current time the ratio had become ten to one. It seemed hopeless for the few that had put their faith in Orie. The match wasn't over but the situation made them feel the winner was already decided. "What is he doing in there?" "Does he have a death wish?" "Just give up already!!"even some of those that were on his opponent's side felt pity for him but Orie was not one to dwell on pity. He could not hear their words, al