2025-05-07 17:07:26After the sun rose and climbed higher in the sky, Arya and Ratnasari decided to get something to eat before continuing their journey.
Walking while leading their horses, they headed toward a busy-looking eatery they spotted along the way. Since they were still in the Sarirejo duchy, Arya wanted to take the opportunity to gather some information about the local economy.
He had heard that this duchy, which was the closest to the capital city, was the largest contributor of tribute to the royal court. As someone who cared deeply for the people, Arya wanted to know whether that large tribute came solely from public taxes or if there were other sources of income.
It was common knowledge that the dukes competed to win the king’s favor. One way to do this was by regularly sending generous tributes. This was not only to secure their positions but also to gain the king’s full trust. Arya worried that the large tribute might be funded by excessiv
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Vengeance Once More
"Aji, I don't even know where to begin about you. But I feel the time has come for you to avenge the deaths of your wife and child. All the techniques and arts I taught you, you have mastered in such a short time. Go — and settle your family's score." Prayoga said."But Grandfather, who is he?" Aji asked, curiosity knitting his brow."I have grown used to being alone. Perhaps it is time for me to return to my place after so long searching for you. My duty to guide you is complete. The rest — you must discover for yourself where he is." Prayoga answered."Who is he, Grandfather? And where should I look?"Prayoga opened a small cabinet, drew forth a black sword, and handed it to Aji. "I cannot tell you. This Earth-Core Sword will show you the way. Study it well, and let it speak to your heart.""So this sword is called the Earth-Core Sword? Why such a name?" Aji asked, a little puzzled by the strange title of the black blade."Cent
Training
Prayoga slowly shook his head. “I cannot make you strong, young man. Only you can forge your own strength. I can merely guide your path.”Aji nodded firmly. “I understand what you mean, Master.”“Good. For now, I will focus on restoring your body. You must recover completely before you can endure what I am about to teach you.”The old man rose to his feet and walked toward a small wooden cabinet. On top of it lay a pitch-black sword, its blade gleaming faintly in the dim light. Prayoga lifted it with care, then stored it safely inside the cabinet.“My name is Prayoga. What is yours, young man?”“My name is Aji, Master.”Days passed as the two of them worked to heal Aji’s battered body. Whenever Prayoga went out to gather medicinal herbs, Aji refused to remain idle. Even with his wounds yet to fully close, he practiced preparing herbal mixtures, observing every motion of his teacher’s hands.Prayoga also taught
Pure Blood
Winarto and the others were taken aback by Aji’s sudden behavior.“What’s the matter with you? Why did you stop?” Winarto asked.Aji drew his sword. “What did you do to my family, you bastard chief?!”Winarto flinched when Aji accused him of the murder of his wife and children. He made no attempt to deny it; instead he answered with a cold, careless shrug.“Oh… about your wife and children? I didn’t mean to kill them—only if your wife had willingly lain with me…” Winarto said casually.“You scoundrel… I’ll kill you!” Aji barked.Sword drawn, Aji lunged at Winarto while the latter still sat astride his horse. Seven of Winarto’s men leaped down and formed a protective ring around their chief.The fight was unequal. In moments several slashing blows found Aji’s body; fresh blood darkened his clothes. Still he refused to yield—life or death had become the same to him.Blood poured from his wounds. Any hope of reveng
Vengeance
The young man—only twenty-five years of age—hurried out of his house, his steps swift and uneven as he made his way to his neighbor’s home to report the terrible tragedy that had just befallen his family.Moments later, the sharp, rhythmic sound of a wooden alarm drum—the kentongan—echoed through the quiet village. In the countryside, such frantic beating meant only one thing: a calamity. It could mean a murder, a fire, or another grave disaster.Aji sat silently on a wooden chair as a dozen of his neighbors moved about, helping to prepare the burial of his wife and children. His eyes were hollow, devoid of light—his soul seemed to have left his body. Grief crushed him so completely that he no longer had the will to live.Tears streamed down his face as memories of his cheerful little son and his gentle, loving wife replayed in his mind. He could not believe that the warmth of their home—so full of laughter just yesterday—had been snatched away so cruelly.
Murder
Synopsis: THE RISE OF THE DARK SWORD The tragic incident that befell his family drove Ajisaka to abandon his life as a member of a band of robbers and turn against them. Never did he imagine that his fate would grant him a rare blessing — the Pure Blood flowing within his veins, a bloodline that appears only once every five hundred years. Yet, behind this extraordinary gift lies a heavy burden. Aji must fulfill a sacred mission: to slay an immortal being who has forged a pact with demons in a bid to dominate the world and make Earth the central stronghold of rebellion against the Divine. But before he can face this eternal adversary, Aji must first find the Dark Sword — the only legendary weapon capable of ending the immortal’s life. Will Aji succeed in completing the divine task entrusted to him?*****************“Father’s home!”A handsome young man called out loudly as he arrived before a tigh
A Happy Ending
Thank you for reading this entire story. To complete and meet the required word count for this month, I will include several chapters from my next book, titled “The Rise of the Sword of Darkness.” *** Mao Tung nodded solemnly. After paying their final respects to the late Mahaguru, the three of them turned back toward the palace in the heavenly realm. The journey took them two days, yet they encountered no significant obstacles along the way. Once they arrived, Li Jie immediately made his way to the grand hall, eager to meet Xiao Chen. The Heavenly Palace, which had been left in ruins from the recent war, was slowly but steadily being restored. Gods and Demons, once adversaries, now worked together in harmony to rebuild what had been destroyed. Even the demon troops that had been enemies only a few days ago now joined in the restoration efforts, contributing their strength to the reconstruction of the palace. Upon entering the grand hall, Li Jie approached Xiao Chen and Zhu Fe
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