10 minutes earlier, looking behind him, from where the presenter's voice had come from, Aiden recognized the lodges of the Houses. These were more spacious, with real leather seats that looked comfortable. Massive braziers half encompassing each of the fourteen alabaster columns light up the lower levels of the circular throne and coat everything in an orange glimmer. The intricately carved woodwork hanging from the domed ceiling dances in the flickering light while carved images and statuettes look down upon the granite floor of this elegant hall.A lilac rug runs in a circle around the room, with two paths at the throne and the main entrance while matching banners with gilded ridges swing gently from the walls. Between each banner hangs a small luster, they've all been lit and in turn illuminate the depictions of late heroes below them.They were also sheltered from bad weather by a carved granite roof. The largest imperial lodge in the middle was occupied by several thrones aligned

The four people suddenly hold Aiden’s body and pinned him down. Aiden tried to free himself, when he heard a voice he knew. “Calm down Aiden, just listen to us first.” Hugo speaks. “Hugo, is that you? Wait, you all five are here? What happened?” Aiden was confused. “Gentlemen, let’s release him first.” Hugo says as the others release their locks on Aiden’s body. Aiden turned his body and lay down on the ground, exhausted. “Well, we all have been tricked since the beginning…” Hugo seems ashamed admitting something. Suddenly, The Minotaur came and laughed hard at Aiden. “ Let me rephrase the words, All your running is for naught, but still i enjoyed the game…” Hugo then explained that the first one who run away as he informed them that this is a game of chase and run actually the minotaur himself, as he caught the first one as he is the one in the back all alone guarding everyone, we all are so focused on the murals so our cognitive mind react when we are told to run for a game ad

"Are you full?" Aiden clapped his hands and asked. He and Rena stopped for a while and talked about Sylgarth, Rena then extracted some knowledge about Sylgarth from Aiden’s memory with a unique magic inborn for technomagi golems, Intelligence Sharing. "I'm done, my lord," Rena said. "Let's go then, I hope to find a village or town today and find out where we are..." Aiden sighed. "Okay sir," Rena replied as she put down the fire and conceal it with some dirt to avoid wildfire since that is the first thing Aiden asked him to do when they entered the forest. … Aiden and Rena run for about 100 minutes with some breaks in between to recover their breathing... "My lord! We may be in trouble!" Suddenly Rena stopped Aiden's footsteps… "This is the dung of the Gray Warg!" After scanning and pointing at the dung on the left path behind the stones Rena explained. "So..." Aiden looked ugly. "That's right, there is half-humanoid wolf cavalry in the vicinity!" He realized that Intelligen

The bard speaks slowly, the story I'm about to tell you is about those who we call gods. Listen carefully lads, as this is the true story… and no elder ever remembers about this story since the beginning of the abandonment era. Only the chosen one such as myself knows the truth of the beginning era because I read the book of old days glory in our library.   Long ago, in a time before thought, there was only a globe in which all creation was mixed in the whole multiverse. As there was nothing with which to compare it, the globe was big and small, dark and bright, everything and nothing. One Quadtrilenials as the time of stars begin to shine, the single globe separated into many single universes and one is our world.   Over a hundred million years, the globe began to grow, and eventually, two powers slowly began to form within.<

The bard some times later, came and woke Aiden up when he saw him under the tree after the sun set high up. “Young one, you were something else indeed last night, do you want me to continue last night's story? I am about to depart the village tomorrow, I will tell you the last part of the forbidden story of gods before I go…” Awakened from his sleep, Aiden looked back at the bard and nodded, please.. continue your story… The bard then sat under the tree and started to retold the story… Eztess was a god of destruction. When he saw the work of Ivhir, he became curious and jealous. He imitated Ivhir and created a form in his own image.  Read more