The days after the nightmarish night, Edgar and Fabby had seen quite many things that they’d never even imagined were possible.After they escaped Uvajed, they had to roam the streets and eat spoils. Mornings were rough, but they were nothing compared to the nights when beggars and orphans fought for sleeping spots on the street. But that wasn’t all. The night patrol officers targeted children, especially male children and snatched them away for the night. Fabby and Edgar were on constant run for many days and nights without stopping, hiding at various places. The sad reality struck them very hard.The people who were supposed to protect them were so cruel in their ways that these siblings spent every minute shivering. Even though they crossed different villages and towns, the officers that targeted boys at night didn’t change. In fact, they came to know that most patrol officers who get posted during the nights were those interested in boys and generally abused them for years. Be it
Months turned to years.Even though working in the fields had become a daily habit, so did the body pains. If not feet, then legs; if not legs, then back; if not back, then something else in the body took the turn. And by the time they got home, they were pretty tired, yet they wouldn’t be able to eat what they had produced or found.They were only given a limited amount of food such as corn or grains so they could make soup and live with it. The same plain soup with no vegetables in them whatsoever waited for them every night. And they were not paid anything else for their labor, for they were forced to work for the rest of their lives. There was no contract. Nothing. They were pretty much treated like cattle, or maybe even worse, with the only difference being their ability to talk. No matter how they were treated, they still worked hard, for most of them had reasons, be it their children and families.Fabby had Edgar, and Edgar had Fabby. Everyone had someone else they were willing
Coming back to the present. The eagle had no idea who Edgar was, so Fabby had to do all the work except for flying. “Where is he?” She was worried for many reasons. The eagle even flew over the colosseum grounds, and she shouted for him, “Are you there, Eddie?” “Who’s that?” some masters and disciples wondered as she wasn’t clearly visible from below. “How rude of her to be flying over this place when the competition is still going on?” “He’s not here, either,” Fabby told the eagle to keep flying. As she kept looking around, she noticed someone bathing in an open pond. Just when she looked at him, he also looked up. She remembered his face mask. This was the same guy she met in a cave not long ago. Numo was not wearing a shirt right now, and his body was pristine white. It wasn’t muscular, but it still looked athletic and toned. It was very attractive, especially because he was a tall man. “Ahem,” Fabby looked away. After the eagle flew out of his sight, Numo continued rubbing
“AHHH!” The siblings cried out in horror, mostly because of the pure shock value. Their eyes sprang out of the sockets. They totally didn’t expect that the eagle would do such a thing.Edgar was about to use his skill, but Fabby quickly said, “No, wait.”“Huh? Wait for what?” Edgar asked her back as winds viciously whipped at their faces.“Just wait,” she replied. As both of them kept getting closer to the ground, Edgar’s heart raced fast. “Screw this. I’m-” he was saying, but then the eagle suddenly came swooping down and caught both of them when they were about 100ft close to the ground and took them away with him.Edgar and Fabby held onto its talons so they wouldn’t fall.The eagle stopped by another mountain top and acted as if everything was okay.“You think I’ll thank you for saving our asses, you shitty bird!” Fabby punched the eagle hard in the face. “I thought I was going to die! You were the cause for scaring me near to death.”Even Edgar looked angry. His heart jumped in
Beyond Erroneous Fields. On one of the northern cliffs in the Shushui mountain range. “Arei Grysban… The vice master of the Celestial Temple. Look what’s become of you,” a man in a black cloak held a beating heart with a few of his eight arms like a spider crab gripping a sea star. “Except for that useless beggar’s plate, you’ve lost everything, even your own heart.” “Your senior met his maker, but for you, it’s still not too late,” another man in a black cloak and bloody hands was rolling a ring on his fingers. The new and old stains of blood on his cloak stood out more than his unusually large canine teeth and animalistic eyes. “We couldn’t find what we were looking for in your ring. We know he passed on the secret of the temple to you. Share it with us, and then the giants of Gretta, the twelve supreme families, and even the Numbnil Belt can be conquered, and we’ll rule the world together.” The two men in black cloaks were eyeing a woman in white, with half of her torso missing.
At present, in the Valley of Vipers. As the giant viper was growing strong after consuming Arei’s body, Edgar tried to get away with his crippled leg. The beast swung its tail, caught and tossed him into its mouth and swallowed him alive. Even though he couldn’t see anything at all, he could tell what just happened. As his body went down the snake’s throat, his skin got peeled off at an abnormal pace. “Am I going to die here?” His heart felt heavier than ever as his sister’s image came to his mind. Frustration crossed his face. “I’m truly useless. But I don’t want to die,” as his flesh melted, his resolve strengthened. “I still have things to do. I still have someone who needs me. I can’t die here.” All the central fears in him shrank as a sea of fortitude surrounded it. “Failure is not an option.” He squeezed the plate tightly as acid corroded his body. “Hel
It had been hours since Edgar came out of the dark room he had found himself in; however, the outside was just as dark, and it felt like he was walking in circles, with no light in sight. The bronze plate wasn’t responding at all, as if it was sleeping through his struggles. Though walking didn’t cost him much energy, he had to walk as silently as he could, trying to not alert any beasts wherever they may be lurking. It was a tremendous mental burden, proving to be much more difficult than cutting firewood, carrying water pots or sticks or sacks of grains. He knew that the snake that had come to him must have used a way to get to him, but he just couldn’t find it, no matter where he looked. He was touching every inch of the wall as he roamed and inspected everything he could through touch and smell, but he found
The old man raised his head, exposing his bloodshot eyes. “Freedom… My freedom… A bud of hope has come. For it to find this place… it’s truly a whit of wonder.” He sounded deranged and somewhat mentally-challenged. “Don’t kill me, please!” Edgar desperately said. He wasn’t in a position to patiently observe this scary, hairy old guy who would perfectly fit a villain in the stories his mother and sister always told him. “I have a lot more things to do in this life!” “If you don’t want to die,” the old man’s voice was hoarse, “then promise me that you’ll destroy this rock and break these chains for me.” “Eh?” Edgar was startled. “I’m too weak for that. Look. I’m struggling to peel even a banana.” He showed the banana in his hand which was still unpeeled. “Fool. You thi