2025-10-09 07:01:49The man stepped into a tent measuring roughly five by four meters, followed closely by Arya.
Inside, they found a young and elegant woman dressed in noble attire. Judging from her appearance, she was likely around the same age as Arya—or perhaps as young as Ratnasari, who was two years his junior.In terms of beauty, she could easily rival Ratnasari or Princess Laras—each radiant in their own way, impossible to declare one fairer than the other.Besides the beautiful young woman, there stood a middle-aged man with a calm yet commanding presence. A thin mustache traced his upper lip beneath a proud nose, adding to his noble air.Another man—tall, broad-shouldered, and bald—stood nearby, a massive sword strapped across his back. The weapon matched his towering frame perfectly, giving him the look of a living fortress.Arya had no idea who these people were or why they wanted to meet him. He didn’t recognize a single face among them.
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Arya vs Sastra Wijaya — Part IV
A faint smirk crossed Arya’s lips as he calmly faced Sastra Wijaya’s seething anger. Lifting a single finger, he tapped the side of his own temple and said with quiet confidence,“Let us see, old man—whether what rules a battle is the strength of one’s body, or the wisdom that lies within the mind.”“You insolent brat! Are you mocking me?!” Sastra Wijaya’s face darkened with fury. He stomped his right foot into the ground with such force that the earth itself quivered. Dry grass and dust burst into the air around him. His pride, as the master of the Hellblade Sect, could not tolerate the insinuation that he lacked wit—even if it had come as a gesture rather than words.With a guttural snarl, Sastra Wijaya extended his arm. A radiant blade of condensed energy erupted from his palm, its brilliance clashing with the first blush of dawn rising over the eastern sky. The weapon hummed with the power of a hundred storms, the ground beneath him rippling from the unleas
Arya vs Sastra Wijaya — Part III
A sudden voice cut through the smoky air, and Songgogeni turned, startled, to make sure he had not misheard. What met his eyes made his heart lurch: Indrajaya—once whispered to the world as Braganata, the traitor whom Brojonoto had proclaimed dead—stood there beside the venerable Pandu Dewanata, not far from where he was locked in his duel.“Elder Braganata—by the heavens, I never thought you lived,” Songgogeni called with a crooked grin, relief and disbelief mingling in his tone as he regarded the man whose name had become legend and scandal.“Do not call me that name any longer,” Indrajaya replied calmly, though a weary smile softened his features. “My true name is Indrajaya. I used the name Braganata only while I walked among the dark sect. That chapter is closed.”Songgogeni paid no heed to the nuance of names; what mattered to him now was survival. Seeing Indrajaya and Pandu Dewanata standing together filled him with sudden hope—an assurance
Arya vs Sastra Wijaya — Part II
Sastra Wijaya, who had believed victory was already within his grasp, found his confidence shaken when the young warrior before him suddenly increased his speed to an almost unbelievable level. His brows furrowed, disbelief flashing across his sharp eyes. How could someone so young, whose age was barely a seventh of his own, possibly match his movement?In his youth, when he was about Arya’s age, Sastra Wijaya had only just entered the lowest stage of the Earthly Warrior realm. Yet this boy—this insolent upstart—was already dancing with him blow for blow.“How… how can this be?!” he shouted, his voice echoing across the ruined courtyard. “How can you possibly match my speed?”Arya smirked faintly. “If you wish to talk, old man, then pay first—with your life!”Without hesitation, Arya darted forward, a blur of shadow and light. His sudden strike caught Sastra Wijaya off balance, his defense faltering for the briefest instant.But experience spanning over a century was not easily undone
Arya vs Sastra Wijaya — Part I
Pandu Dewanata’s faint smile curved as he watched the astonishment written clearly upon the faces of both men before him. Particularly on his disciple, Indrajaya — for the old master had intentionally kept silent about his long and complicated past with Sastra Wijaya, the man who had ruled the Dark Sect for nearly three full cycles.(One cycle equaled twenty-five years.)He had hidden that truth for one reason: to ensure his pupil never fell into the same abyss, never aligned himself with the darkness ruled by Sastra Wijaya.“Even though I once served under Sastra Wijaya,” said Indrajaya with firm resolve, “if destiny commands me to stand against him, then so be it. I will not retreat, not even a step, for the sake of the principles I uphold today.”Now it was Pandu Dewanata’s turn to be taken aback. He finally understood the truth when his memory stirred—recalling how Sastra Wijaya once spoke of a disciple who had turned traitor.“So,” Pandu said quietly, “you changed your name to Br
The Secret of Pandu Dewanata
**You can also read my other book titled SWORD OF FLAME. Thank you.****Pandu Dewanata’s eyes glimmered coldly as he stared down the Fire Demon, whose flames flickered with visible fear the moment the Core of the Elemental Essence emerged from within his body.“Your question does not reflect the arrogance you showed earlier, vile creature,” Pandu said, his tone as sharp as the edge of a blade. “Now, savor the final moments of your miserable life!”The warrior known across the lands as The Mad Bamboo spun his bamboo staff, and in one swift motion, it split into two identical rods that shimmered with golden-green light.The Fire Demon, who had possessed Brojonoto’s body, felt his fiery aura falter. His eyes widened as he witnessed the glow of those twin staffs — radiant, pulsating with energy that outshone even the fierce aura around Pandu Dewanata. An instinctive shiver ran through him. The sheer force emanating from those weapons was suffocating.Pandu advanced slowly, each step del
The Core of Elemental Essence
The clash of steel and fire had finally begun to subside when Rengga turned his sharp eyes toward his soldiers. They were already pushing their enemies back, gaining ground after his arrival from the fierce battle where he had slain Sukraya. Amidst the smoke and the smell of blood, another figure approached—wounded yet still standing tall.The sight of Indrajaya made Rengga’s heart steady. His coming could only mean one thing: Brojonoto was no more.“How are you holding up, Elder?” Rengga asked, his voice calm but filled with concern. His gaze swept over Indrajaya’s body—his robes tattered, his breathing uneven.“I’ll survive,” Indrajaya replied curtly. “Injuries like these are nothing new to me.”“And Brojonoto?” Rengga pressed. “Did you manage to finish him?”Indrajaya’s jaw tightened. “He should have died by my hand… but that infernal Fire Demon took control of his body and overpowered me. If not for my master’s sudden arrival, I would not be standing here.”Rengga frowned. “Your m
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