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General Bale became embarrassed after he had been snapped out of his wildest imagination. It's a relief that Princess Lirl had no idea what was going on in his mind. "Sorry, what were you asking me to do?." General Bale apologized rubbing the back of his head with his hand. "We're moving out him outside" Princess Lirl answered hurriedly, going outside ahead of him. General Bale braced himself, lifting the body from the bed. He felt a jolt of repulsive energy coursing out from his body; it was like an invisible barrier keeping people at bay from establishing direct contact with him. No wonder, Princess Lirl lost her stamina and flew backwards the other time she touched his neck using her bare hand. It was draining him faster than he could ever imagine. Hurriedly, he gritted his teeth carrying him outside. "Drop him into the water." Princess Lirl said, telling him what to do. General Bale nodded, doing as he was told. He stood up, taking several steps away from the tub breathing heavily. A Wild, scorching hiss filled the atmosphere as a violently sharp molten metal collided with ice. Anchoring an unbearable heat and steam which rose in great plumes, colliding and twisting in the unconfined air. Carrying acrid the stench of iron or something darker, nauseating their stomach and choking their lungs. Coughs echo into the silent night as they retreat farther from him. The surface of the water turned frothy, releasing a vicious, guttural howl as it began to seethe and churn.The bubbling intensified, each pocket of air bursting with increasing ferocity, until the chaos reached its breaking point—erupting into a violent underwater explosion that sent shockwaves rippling outward.
Splashing in all directions. Instinctively, Bale took the bait by protecting Princess Lirl. General Bale winced as the water splashed on his back, white curling smoke emanating from his back after that. Princess Lirl, on the other hand, was shocked, too, to her core. When the explosion occurred, which resulted in a splash, she realized that at the place, she was standing, it was going to splash on her face, but she failed to react on time. Had General Bale not protected her, it would have splashed on her face instead. Which would disfigure her beautiful face for life. Her grip on her gown tightens until her knuckles are almost white. However, after that General backed away from her. "Bale" She whispered, her eyes widening like saucers. "It's okay Princess, I am fine. " General Bale grimaced in pain, refusing to look at her. Gaze fixated on the wooden tub instead. "You have a blister at the back of your neck; come here, let me get it treated." Princess Lirl protested worriedly. "Princess, you need to see this. " General Bale said, trying to avoid getting close to Princess Lirl again. Princess Lirl appears from his back. Standing beside him. Curiously, Princess Lirl walk up to the wooden tub taking a closer look. The first thing she noticed was the absence of the massive hole in his chest. It had vanished entirely as if it had never existed.Every minor wound, scratch, and bruise had also disappeared, leaving his skin unblemished.
She hesitated for a moment before reaching out a tentative finger to touch his skin. His body was warm and smooth—completely unlike the cold, lifeless texture from before. Soft and tender, almost like that of an infant. Fascinated, she pressed two fingers lightly against the side of his neck. Though his pulse was faint, it was steady. More astonishingly, his chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. How could this be possible? General Bale was right, he's not human. She turns back, gaping at General Bale and then Jenny. "He's alive! He is................breathing." Princess Lirl rasped, choking on her words. Did he use the water to transform himself? General Bale took several steps forward, seeing things for himself. "So unbelievable" He rasped, hunching and reaching out and extending the length of his arms into the water. Enjoying its soothing warmness until he attempts to carry him from the wooden tub. "Argh" General Bale grunted, slumping on his knees with a mixed expression on his face. How strange. How could he be staying afloat and, at the same time, heavy? "What's wrong?" Princess Lirl's eyes widen in fear. "Princess, this guy has suddenly become heavy. I can't get him out of this tub alone." General Bale paused mid-sentence. "I'm afraid we're going to need more men for this." He continued, rising slowly on his feet leaving Princess Lirl and Jenny behind. Minutes later, he came back with dozens of his underlines. For minutes they couldn't hide the shock on their faces. They gape at a full-grown, naked, muscled, ripped man staying afloat in the water in the bathtub. To make things more absurd, the Princess and her maid were there too. "Ahem, enough sightseeing. Let's get him off the tub and move him inside" General Bale spoke deeply, trying to be brave. He could virtually interpret every meaning behind the emotions on their faces. "Yes, sire !." The warriors saluted in unison exchanging glances. Perplexed as to how their General will require their help in carrying a body that is already afloat on the water. To them, the man there looking at them is as good as dead. Not until when they all tried to lift him.With great restraints, they lifted the body out of the tub, hunching their backs and sweating profusely till they dropped him inside the tent.
With a mixed impression on their faces, they marched out of the tents stretching their limbs. General Bale turned to Princess Lirl. "Princess, we can't continue to leave him naked like this. It's high time we dress him up." General Bale suggested. "Don't worry Bale, I'll be the one to do that." Princess Lirl said deep in thought. "Geez! No, Princess, you can't do that." General Bale exclaimed in frustration. "Why not?" Princess Lirl rolled her eyes, frowning this time around. "Because he is a man. A full grown man Princess, he deserves some respect." General Bale fired back. "Let me make something clear, Bale, I was the one who found him, not you. And as far as I am concerned, he has become my asset ." Princess Lirl said calmly, not backing down. "Oh! Come on. Really?" General Bale rasped, frustratedly holding his hands up. "Yeah really. And.. oh! Now you know he is a man, right? Didn't you refer to him using words like a monster, being, and creature earlier on?" Princess Lirl mocked, folding her hands underneath her breasts. "Fine! Have it your way" General Bale whispered by keeping his rage in check and then stormed out of the tent. "Let's dress him up ." Princess Lirl turned to Jenny, who had been there the whole time witnessing their heated argument. "Yes, your grace." She answered.
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EPISODE 82 RISE OF THE ORIGINAL 1
A fracture rippled through his essence, not of flesh, but of purpose.And the blow landed, shattering more than the battlefield.It cracked the certainty that had anchored him since the dawn of war.His eyes dilated in milky white, and a vision surged.Of worlds burning in reverse.Voices calling out from unborn ages.Amidst the eternal flames, a hand.Small, trembling.Reaching for his.He held his breath. Not from exhaustion, but from recognition.What he saw was not an enemy... but a possibility.A life he had never lived.Something far worse than fear and anguish.Something so evil and terrifying he can't describe himself.And in that split eternity between heartbeats,He hesitated.Not because he was weak,but because he remembered.What it meant to feel.What it cost to forget.And far beyond the breach.Seated upon the throne of obsidian carved from the bones of dead stars,It watched.Vast.Unmoving.Its silhouette draped in silence like a cloak of judgment.Eyes like collaps
TEARS OF BLOOD; THE OATH OF FIRE
AN INTERMISSION WRITTEN FROM THE SWORD OF VENGEANCE The sky was tar-black and stormy, lit by flashes of bluish lightning that danced with thunder across the heavens.A torrential rainstorm broke loose, slamming into the earth, flooding the ground, forming puddles, ripples, and potholes in the sandy soil.Amidst the downpour stood men clad in Spartan-style helmets and Gothic silver armour, glinting under the fury of the storm. In their right hands, they held round, oval steel shields; in their left, dull bronze spears.They stood in tight battle formations as floodwaters pooled at their feet. Their hearts pounded beneath cold, heavy armour. Black capes flapped in the wind, soaked through, yet defiant.Before them, an unholy alliance of Demorticans, Dalmekuns, and the Eye of Urus surged forward in a dark swarm.At the army’s head, a middle-aged man emerged on horseback, silver armour gleaming. His black, silky hair stuck to his face, soaked and wild. He held his helm
EPISODE 81 THE FIRST STORM
As thunder cracked like the roar of an ancient beast, shaking the cliffs above Ashfall Hollow.The sky began to rain down, not of water, but fine ash mixed with embers, turning the sky into a storm of dying stars.Inside the temple, as Cathiana led them out of the Vault, she walked in fluid movement,, which made her presence more ethereal.Like she was electric. With every step she took, unseen forces echo with the hum of alignment.On the other hand, others followed in silence, shaken by what they had witnessed. None dared question her.Not even Kalus, her protector, whose usual sarcasm had turned into reverence.Elena kept glancing over her shoulder from time to time.“Those cloaked figures… You saw them too, right?”Austrus nodded grimly. “We’re not alone in this war anymore. The veil is thinning”He muttered.And there was silence again.Finally, they emerged into the open hollow once more, witnessing the chaos of the dark clouds rolling faster now, swirling into a vortex that
EPISODE 80 BENEATH ASHFALL HOLLOW The journey to
Ashfall Hollow began under a sky laced with stormlight.The wind had changed; Elena felt it first.A shift in the scent of the earth, a low thrum beneath the soles of her boots as if something ancient stirred just beneath the surface.Cathiana walked ahead, leading them through forgotten paths no map recorded.No one questioned her direction.Not even Austrus, whose usual cynicism had dulled to wary silence.Delilah had tried once, asking where exactly they were headed.Cathiana had simply turned her head, the golden ring in her eyes flaring like a second sunrise."To where I ended. And where it all begins again."Ashfall Hollow lay in a crater vast enough to swallow a city.Jagged cliffs rose around it lik
EPISODE 79 ARROW OF JUDGEMENT
From the Hall of the Supreme Father, a whisper ignited the dormant flame.The Holy Flame rose, spinning and humming with divine light, condensing into a radiant arrow.Alive with purpose, vengeance, and purity.Aimed directly at Erimense of darkness.Just when darkness crowned itself king, the Flame remembered its promise.”In the Hall of the Supreme Father, beyond the constellations of the Seraphim, a tremor rang out.The Flame Eternal, long dormant, stirred.It whispered the names of the righteous, roared with the wrath of the forgotten, and took shape.A hooded figure emerged from the sacred shadows.
EPISODE 78 THE HONOR OF THE UNMAKING
Time stuttered.Seconds skipped.History blinked.Erimenses of Darkness had arrived.A god not born of time but of its desecration.A being whose very breath withered the chronicles of kings and crumbled legacies to dust.He stood tall.Twice the height of a colossus, his cloak a veil of writhing void, his eyes suns of dying galaxies.In one hand, he carried Grave Mourn, the sword that devours light.In the other, a shard of inverted time.Something not even the Continuum of Time herself dared to name.&nbs
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