"She won't be conscious again forever, Heracles."

A flash of white shadow placed the hand of the helpless woman he had just checked for veins on the stone couch. He stared at her face for a moment, then rubbed his stomach.

"But, the baby in her womb is still fine. She's strong enough despite being hit by internal energy. We have to pick her up now."

Heracles stared at his Master's face in disbelief. How could it be?

"Use the mysticism I taught you. Pick up the two-month-old baby in the womb now. We'll put it in Restaka's blue crystal womb. He would thrive in it, and a thousand years was not a long time. The baby will develop ideally within the crystal until it finally becomes a young woman who will be able to start future life.

As usual, Herakles didn't need to speak, but his Master could answer the questions in his heart. Without speaking or thinking anything, Herakles stepped forward, causing the white shadow to take a few steps back.

Heracles started with agile hand movements until he cupped them in front of his chest. His mouth was muttering incantations; then, a light appeared with a blue crystal object there. In one fell swoop, the light and the crystal he directed into the belly of the woman who was lying helplessly. Then in a slow motion, he pulled it again from the woman's stomach with finger movements that seemed to be grasping.

"It worked, my lord," Heracles exclaimed, turning his body to bow to his Master.

A flash of white shadow smiled. His hand moved, flicking a greenish light towards the woman's lying body. The light slowly propagated, rose, and continued to rise until it covered all parts of his body.

The hand of a shadowy figure stretched out towards Herakles, his palms widening with a thin dazzling light. Knowing what his Master wanted, Herakles placed the crystal containing the blood clot on his hand, after which the Master Lord closed his palm, and the crystal disappeared from there.

"We leave the Chief Empress here. In the future, the time will come when the Chief Empress Devaskus, the owner of the sky kingdom Arkawisesar, comes to pick up his soul. He will live in the realm of immortality, along with all his relatives and other family members." An authoritative voice sounded, causing Herakles to nod.

"Then, where will the baby be taken, my lord?"

"The cave of the ends of the earth, in the middle of the Acacariav forbidden forest. He will grow and grow there; he will become a College. Later all my knowledge and the knowledge of his grandfather will be inherited directly from him when he is old enough. He will also take over the throne of the Grandfather's kingdom ruled by Ramudataksa. Because he is the last descendant of the celestial kingdom Arkawisesar." A man said, his voice ringing full pressure.

"Very well, my lord."

Heracles drew closer to his Master, and they cupped their hands together and closed their eyes. The two of them disappeared from that damp place, and a second later, they were standing side by side in front of a large cave of stone. The surroundings are calm, with lots of fruit trees and a creek with clear water flowing fast.

Without speaking, they entered and headed straight for the main house in the cave. The crystal containing the blood clot he had stabbed into a hanger on a throne on which was engraved the symbol of two white eagle chiefs emits a bright white light.

"His name is Luanvin; he is the head of the Heavenly Kingdom of Arkawisesar. One day, he will take over his grandfather's kingdom and become a Maharaja. Right at the age of twenty-five, this crystal will break. You are about to begin your journey of quelling evil and dirty behavior, Lanvin."

***

"Ahhh!"

A young man with a glowing face and tan skin fell from a height. He rubbed his sore buttocks, then got up and looked up. We were seeing where he fell, suddenly?

But before the question in his mind was answered, his body seemed to be jolted into the middle of the gloomy room. From his left side, a broad golden yellow cloth sped up quickly, then lunged at his innocent body and wrapped around him swiftly. The cloth wrapped his entire body, leaving nothing but his neck, a little cleavage, and his legs and arms. Tie each other with graceful movements until the wide cloth feels comfortable to wear.

"What's this?"

Like a miracle, the girl spoke something she never did, but strangely she understood what he meant. He looked down at his body wrapped in a wide golden cloth that gleamed in the darkness. Raising her right hand, the girl touched the shawl parted from her left shoulder. His hand movements are smooth and soft, feeling the texture of the cloth wrapping his whole body.

Before his shock had finished, a white sword with a dazzling light was suddenly grasped in his right hand from the front. To protect himself, he unintentionally aimed his hand to catch the sword that shot out suddenly from in front of him, making the girl now tightly grip the handle of the sword with beautifully carved carvings on the sheath.

"Praise ..., so that you can perfect all the knowledge you have absorbed over the years, Luanvin ...."

The voice's echo made him cringe, immediately scanned the dark surroundings. No light can be seen from there, and maybe it's the middle of the night. His sharp eyes darted around, looking for where the voice that called out to him was coming from.

"Who is that?"

'Who is that? Who is that?'

The buzz of his voice repeatedly sounded, indicating that this place was empty, uninhabited. He was alone there, in a place he didn't know what his name was.

"Come out!" His voice buzzed again, causing him to look left and right.

Finally, he saw a beam of light from the top of the wall with the symbol of two white eagles. Sparked by the light from the symbol, a slab of stone on a plain with two steps was seen. The girl stared at him for a moment, then looked up again to see the symbol of two white eagles emitting more and more light.

"Meditate on the rock, Lanvin. Don't get up until someone comes to you in it!"

The voice shouted again, making the girl stare at him in disbelief. It was a disembodied voice; to him, he couldn't believe it easily.

"Who are you? Come out, show yourself!" he cried sternly, but there was no answer.

"Come out; who are you?" The man shouted again, and he jerked harder.

"I am the keeper of this cave, Luanvin. You are someone left over from the past," answered the formless voice, finally.

The man looked at himself as well as the sword in his hand. As if knowing the direction of the formless voice coming from the white eagle symbol, he looked up again.

"Who is Luanvin?" he asked, confused.

The man didn't move an inch from where he was standing, even though the wind suddenly blew hard.

"You .... You are Luanvin. Yoshi, the leader of Heaven, gave your name. He also asked me to take care of you for a thousand years," he echoed.

But the man named Luanvin didn't care what he said. He pointed to his chest with an index finger.

"Me? Luanvin...?" he asked for sure.

Yes, you are Luanvin. I have nothing more to explain to you, Headmaster. Meditate so that you can find out more. My task is finished here. You can decide what is suitable for your life. Accept the last gift of the Lord of Heaven's Rishi. Master it by meditating for fifty-five days."

After the sound stopped echoing, another light beam shot toward the glowing slate above. Luanvin looked at him, then began to walk towards the light that shone on the slab of stone. The girl climbed one step slowly, her scarf fluttering in the blowing wind.

He stared at the elongated musical instrument with sparkling strings on a stone slab, after which Luanvin sat down behind the instrument, silent for a moment until a voice directed several things to him, who was confused about what to do.

"Sit quietly, put each hand on your knees, close your eyes, feel everything happening, and be heard with your sense of taste. Focus on nature, and listen to the sound of birds chirping. After meditating for fifty-five days, your heart will be cleaner, and you will be able to use all the magic and the after."

Luanvin's instincts followed. He began to position himself as the formless voice said. His body sat up straight; his eyes closed, focusing all his senses. Finally, Lanvin began to bloom solemnly. Fifty-five days was not a long time for him because Luanvin seemed to feel that he had lived a long time, only that earlier, he had felt that his body fell.

"Absorb the sciences of pain, Luanvin. After that, look for the person who has destroyed our happiness...."

"Luanvin... You will be a strong Man."

"You will make us proud, Luanvin. We are waiting for you to begin your journey of taking back what is yours, to free your people from that suffering."

"Luanvin..., save your people from the oppression of a thousand years ago."

"Don't let us down, kid!"

The voices echoed with each other as if pressing and also asking him for help. But Luanvin didn't hear it; his heart, mind, and soul were already at one with nature.

***

Until the umpteenth day of meditation, something touched his shoulder. He was making his soul that had been at one with nature snap back. But Luanvin didn't react, still sitting solemnly in his meditation.

"Luanvin, you are the Heir ...." The voice said softly as if feeling an intense sadness.

"If you wake up, seek the Kingdom of the sky Arkawisesar. Take the throne of the kingdom because it is yours...." An echo of his voice was heard, then there was a soft clanking sound in front of him.

Silence, Luanvin didn't feel anyone standing around him anymore. Her body shook slowly, followed by the opening of her beautiful eyelids, which had been tightly closed for fifty-five days. Luanvin looked straight, then turned his head left and right before finally seeing a pin on the milky white iron lute.

"What's this?" Luanvin mumbled; his hand moved to take the pin and stared at it for a long time.

"Arkawisesar's heir," Luanvin mumbled, reading the strange lines painted on the round pin.

But his focus was diverted due to a knock on the door. A moment later, Luanvin heard someone's voice from outside.

"I'm sorry, Headmaster. There is someone outside who wants to meet you. Have you finished meditating?"