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The Old Man in the Dream
Santoso’s heart hammered against his ribs like a caged beast, its frantic beats echoing in his ears as he watched Aji and Ratih approach. The pair of warriors who had shattered his life and brought an end to his reign of terror stood before him now, their eyes sharp and unyielding as they looked down at his kneeling form.“I need not waste time proving the grave crimes you have committed,” Aji began, his voice clear and steady as it filled the crowded village hall. Every word carried the weight of absolute truth, leaving no room for denial or excuse. “The testimony of the villagers—of the suffering you have inflicted, the taxes you have stolen, the lives you have ruined—is more than enough to pass judgment upon you.”The villagers leaned forward in eager anticipation, their eyes fixed intently on Aji’s face. For years, they had endured in silence, their complaints falling on deaf ears or bringing only punishment upon themselves. Now, at last, justice was within reach, and they waited
Awaiting Judgment
It was not only Chief Jampang who felt his throat clench tight with terror at the sight of Aji. The fifty warriors of the Black Skull School shared the same cold dread that coiled in their bellies—if their master, whose power had been whispered of in hushed tones across every corner of Kalingga for more than half a century, could be brought low by this young man’s hand, then what hope could they possibly have? For the handsome warrior standing before them, cutting down fifty men would be no more difficult than reaping wheat in a field.“Why so silent now?” Ratih taunted, her voice sharp as her blade as she fixed Jampang with a withering glare. Her eyes flickered briefly into the room behind him, confirming that Village Head Santoso still cowered within its walls. “Your turn will come soon enough, Santoso! First, I will cut away this beast’s lack of honor—starting with the parts that make him think he can lay hands on what is not his!”Jampang’s mind raced as he grappled with the impos
An Easy Death
Aji offered a calm, knowing smile as he looked upon his opponent, who had at last drawn forth his legendary blade. The weapon gleamed with an unholy light, its black steel etched with runes that seemed to writhe and shift like living things. “Have you already accepted defeat, then? Is that why you feel the need to wield your sacred blade against me?”“Enough talk!” Ki Bledek Suro roared, his voice raw with fury as he held his weapon high. The black aura surrounding its edge pulsed with dark energy, casting twisted shadows across the courtyard. “Draw your own sword and face me like a true warrior!”“If that is what you desire, so be it,” Aji replied, his expression growing serious. “But I warn you—do not come to regret it once my blade leaves its sheath.”“I will never regret the choices I make!” Ki Bledek Suro scoffed, a cruel grin spreading across his weathered face. His confidence was absolute—for generations, the Black Skull Sword had been hailed as unbeatable, forged in the heart
Aji vs Ki Bledek Suro
Before Ki Bledek Suro could finish his threat, the sound of pounding hooves echoed through the courtyard as Chief Jampang arrived at the head of nearly fifty warriors from the Black Skull School. Their black robes billowed in the wind, their blades glinting like fangs in the midday sun as they formed a tight circle around the open space where Aji stood alone.“That is him, Master,” Jampang said, riding up beside Ki Bledek Suro and dismounting in a hurry. His voice was tight with barely concealed fear—fear that he hoped his master would mistake for anger. “He is the one who has brought trouble to Master Santoso’s village.”“Are you certain you have the right man, Jampang?” Ki Bledek Suro asked, his eyes narrowing as he studied Aji from head to toe. The youth stood calm and unafraid, his posture relaxed yet ready—a stark contrast to the trembling warriors who had fled from him earlier. “He is so young—how could he possibly have defeated you and your men?”“It is him, I swear it,” Jampan
The Arrival of Ki Bledek Suro
Aji’s gaze was cold as he surveyed the silent compound of Village Head Santoso, which lay as still and empty as a tomb. His expectation of being greeted by the tyrant’s henchmen had vanished entirely—not a single soul stirred within the walls, and he surmised that they had all hidden themselves away in fear of his coming.“Ratih, let us enter,” Aji said, his voice carrying across the quiet courtyard.Ratih nodded, falling into step behind him as they crossed the threshold into the sprawling estate. Every surface spoke of wealth amassed through greed—carved wooden pillars, polished stone pathways, and gardens tended with care that stood in stark contrast to the poverty of the village beyond the walls.“It seems all the inhabitants have fled,” Ratih observed, her eyes sweeping across the grounds as she searched for any sign of movement. Not even a bird stirred in the trees that lined the courtyard.Aji shook his head slowly, a knowing look in his eyes. “Santoso is still here. He has not
Gathering Evidence
Chief Jampang did not answer Village Head Santoso’s question at once. Instead, he bent double at the waist, his hands braced firmly on his knees as he fought to steady the ragged, gasping breaths that tore through his chest. Every muscle in his legs burned with exhaustion—the frantic sprint from the village square to Santoso’s compound had pushed his body far beyond its limits, a harsh reminder of how far he had fallen from his days as a disciplined warrior of the Black Crow School.For the past ten years, since he had taken up the post of head guard at Santoso’s residence, Jampang had abandoned all forms of martial training. The rigorous morning drills, the endless sessions of sword work, the meditative practices that had once honed his strength and focus to a razor’s edge—all had been cast aside for the comforts of power and ease. He had grown soft on a diet of rich food and stolen wealth, his once-muscular frame now carrying layers of unwanted flesh. It was no wonder, then, that ev
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