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THE SNEER
“How could you possibly know that, my Lord?” the guard asked, his eyes wide with wonder.“I did not know—I merely guessed,” Aji replied, a small, knowing smile playing at his lips.“So that means the two of them ran off to the capital when they disappeared yesterday?” Ratih said, a playful lilt in her voice.“It would seem so,” Aji agreed, his gaze fixed on the palace gates ahead. “And they did it on their own initiative, without telling us a thing. I am certain there was a good reason they chose not to say goodbye before they left—something important enough to make them act in secret.” With that, the handsome warrior gestured for the others to follow, and they continued on their way toward the Duchy’s palace.It was not long before they reached their destination. Aji, Ratih, and Yoga hurried straight to the great hall—to report on their mission and, just as importantly, to see Rangga and Bargowo, who they now knew had returned.Inside the hall, Duke Hanggareksa was in the middle of a
THE PRAISE
As the procession drew to a halt before the gates of the Duchy’s palace, Rangga and Bargowo gestured for the elite royal guards of the Cakrabuana Kingdom—led by Antasena—to enter. Hundreds of soldiers, already arrayed in formation by Duke Hanggareksa, watched in awe as the elite force marched past. Though the Cakrabuana Kingdom boasted a standing army of over one hundred thousand men, this contingent of elite guards numbered a mere one thousand—and yet, their presence carried a weight that made the Duchy’s soldiers straighten their spines in respect.To be counted among the Cakrabuana Kingdom’s elite guards was no small feat. It required surviving a gauntlet of trials so harsh, so unforgiving, that many who attempted them fell by the wayside, their bodies and spirits broken. For those who succeeded, it was a source of immense pride—a honor that burned bright in their hearts every time they donned their polished armor and took up their weapons. And their families, too, shared in that g
RETURN TO THE DUCHY OF TANJUNG REJO
“Tell me, my dearest love—what do you make of all this?” Aji asked, a slow, charming smile playing at the corners of his lips, his eyes gleaming with a warmth that made Ratih’s heart flutter like a caged bird.At once, a soft blush rose to Ratih’s cheeks, painting them the color of rose petals kissed by the morning sun. A wave of pure joy washed over her soul, so sweet and profound that she could scarce find the words to speak—for in all her life, no one had ever spoken to her with such tenderness, such unwavering devotion.“Why so silent, my darling?” Aji teased, reaching out to gently pinch her small, button nose between his thumb and forefinger, his touch as light as a feather.The beautiful maiden gasped, her eyes widening in surprise, and the blush on her cheeks deepened until it matched the rich red of a boiled crab’s shell. She felt her heart race in her chest, its beat so loud she feared Aji might hear it over the din of the battlefield.Aji’s gaze drifted past her, back to th
FORBIDDEN ART
With the last vestiges of strength coursing through his weathered frame, Ki Ageng strained to unleash a final, desperate strike. He had been driven to the brink—forced to call upon the Forbidden Art, a technique so perilous that even his own master had forbidden him from ever uttering its name, let alone wielding it. For this dark power demanded a terrible price: the very soul of its user, to be claimed the moment the art was cast.“If I must die here,” Ki Ageng hissed, his voice like grinding stone, his eyes blazing with a madness that matched the shadows twisting around him, “then you shall burn with me in the abyss!”Aji furrowed his brow, confusion clouding his sharp features. The words hung in the air like poison mist, and he could not fathom their meaning. In that moment of bewilderment, a soft, familiar voice echoed within the depths of his mind—warm yet tinged with the sorrow of ages past.“My dear grandson, Aji… You are the only hope your grandfather has to bring closure to t
Aji vs Ki Ageng - Part IV
The old man drew a long, ragged breath. He was fortunate his inner energy ran deep — it was only by bracing himself against his spears that he had escaped the terrifying blast. With deliberate precision, he crossed the twin short spears before his face, then swept them left and right in a fluid motion, launching a counterattack. Close-quarters combat erupted once more.Though Aji’s sword continued to exude oppressive force, Ki Ageng’s twin spears allowed him to push back slightly, his rapid, dancing strikes forcing Aji to give ground. What Ki Ageng did not know was that Aji was intentionally loosening his assault — luring him into close range, into a trap he had set from the start. The moment his foe stepped within reach, the handsome warrior poured more power into the Sword of Darkness.In an instant, the energy pressure swelled to an unbearable intensity. When the black blade collided with Ki Ageng’s spears, the force was so great the weapons flew from his grasp, clattering to the d
Aji vs Ki Ageng - Part III
“Bastard! You will never defeat me!” Ki Ageng roared, his eyes flashing with a hatred so intense it seemed to scorch the air between them. Yet beneath that seething loathing, a spark of awe flickered — for his foe, despite being far younger, could match him blow for blow. In the prime of his youth, this handsome man stood as his equal.The hand-to-hand combat reignited, and this time, there was a subtle shift in the tide. Aji had been watching closely, committing every movement of the Drunken King Fist to memory — movements Ki Ageng had unknowingly demonstrated in their earlier exchanges. Now, slowly but surely, Aji began to weave those very techniques into his own fighting style.“Cur! So that’s why he let me strike him earlier — to learn the Drunken King Fist,” Ki Ageng muttered to himself, and despite everything, his admiration for Aji deepened. Even as an enemy, the young warrior commanded respect.Aji was still unaccustomed to the form, his movements lacking the fluid grace that
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