"Esdra!!! Wake up, Esdra!!! Wake up!!!"
…
Argh… Who's calling me? It feels so good here. I do not want to open my eyes.
…
"Esdra!!! Oe, oe, wake up, dude!"
...
*Punch*
Aaargh. Damn you. You just punched me in the stomach!!!
"Okay, okay. I woke up, Arthur "
-
Another day in this shattered cabin in the middle of the forest. The tiles are all screwed and there are gutters in all possible places of this dump. I don't know where I was headed when I decided to use this place as a shelter.
…
"Argh! My stomach. You did not have to do that, Arthur. After all, what good is there in waking up to live another day in this place? "
...
"Sorry about that, Esdra. But I had some important news to tell you, but you did not want to wake up. You did not give me options. Now let's eat. "
…
"That bastard..." *Punch*
...
"Ouch, why did you hit me, Esdra?"
...
"Arthur, If you had something important to tell me then TELL ME SOON!!!" *Punch*
…
"Ouch, ouch, that hurts ... Hmm, what was I even going to say?" *smiling face*
…
"You... Don't make me punch you again..."
...
"Hahaha, calm down, calm down. As always, you're so serious, Esdra. "
…
*Punch*
-
Now we are in the kitchen, which is also the living room, the bedroom, and several other things at once. I still remember when we found this place two years ago. In the midst of that storm this place seemed like a gift sent to us by the Gods ... But now I think it was just a joke of them.
...
"So, Arthur ... Are you sure about this? That my sister found a clue to the Moonlight Amulet? "
...
"Yes, for sure, Esdra. Look at this, I stole from a guy who looked important. It's a newspaper a few days ago, talking about news from Rashaka's heirs."
-
In fact, it was a gossip of Ecnoy's heirs. The heirs of the hero. It is said that they are all in search of the Moonlight Amulet, left somewhere in Akbar by the king after his death. They say it's only 12 ... They're 13 ... idiots.
…
"We can't rely on this kind of information, Arthur. You should know that. It's been 15 years since the King died, and even the oldest heirs could not find even a single piece of information on the location of the Amulet. And you really think that spoiled girl got something? "
...
"But, Esdra ..."
...
"Enough, Arthur. Because of this damn King and this damn jewelry, I've always been the target of people thinking I'd know something. Just because I'm his younger son. You should know that more than anyone, Arthur. "
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"But, Esdra ... This is a chance in a million. It is said that only the heirs of Ecnoyi can own the Amulet. Imagine if you find the Moonlight Amulet. You would be the King and could do anything, would you? "
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"Enough of this conversation, Arthur. I'm going out to try to steal some food. Stay in home"
*door slamming"
-
It's been 15 years since King Ecnoyi's death. Before he died, the King visited several kingdoms around the world, from the Great Kingdoms to the little ones. And among these little kingdoms, there was one in particular, where there was also a small town called Alabah. That's where he met my mother, Lyar. They were together for a while, but when the King discovered that she was pregnant, he immediately set off on his journey through the world. Leaving us alone. My mother died in my birth. She did not even have time to give me a name. The city where I was born was very poor, and no one was willing to take care of a newborn child. Then they took me to an orphanage. Where they called me Esdra, which means "Forgotten."
...
*Sound of strong steps*
"What is it? A man in a suit running away from some bad guys? A theft? Maybe that's it, but that man does not seem to be carrying anything of value. "
…
"I think I'll stay here for a while to take a look."
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I've been here on the roof of some house for some time, watching this strange man. The bad guys are still looking for him. What is it that made them so interested in this guy...? He seems to be carrying an old parchment. Whatever it is, it must be something of value ... Hehe. *evil smile*
…
*Jump*
"Hi, Hi. Everything is fine with you, Friend? Looks like some really dangerous guys chasing you, huh. " *evil smile*
-
He is wearing a black suit. It seems to be some kind of merchant. Not from here, for sure. He looks very nervous. Maybe it's my dagger around your neck. But something smells a little strange to me.
…
"Well, you have two options. You give me this parchment, which I think is the thing these guys are wanting to take from you. Or I'll let them know where you are and ... Well ... They do not seem to be the kind that give you options. "
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"All right, okay. I'll give you the parchment, but you'll have to get me out of here safely."
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"All right, Uncle Suit. Let's go."
...
"Call me Azha"
...
"I'm Esdra. Nice to meet you, Uncle Azha."
-
After running through some alleys and narrowly escaped the thugs who were chasing us, Azha told me that they were after him because of that idiot parchment he had bought from a salesman a few days ago. The seller told him it was a treasure map, but when he tried to open the scroll, he was hurled away by some sort of magic that kept the parchment sealed. Then he stopped in the nearest town to try to sell it, but some thugs discovered about the peg and tried to steal it. Azha managed to escape narrowly and since then they were chasing him.
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"Here is the parchment. Make good use of it, or at least try to sell it to some idiot like me. Thanks for the help, Esdra. "
-
Hmm ... The parchment he gave me does not seem to have anything special besides that strange symbol that looks like a butterfly on the seal ... Well ... In the end I came here to steal some snacks to eat and I ended up with a parchment that It's no use. I think it best to go home soon, Arthur must be full of hunger.
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*door opening*
"Arthur!! You are at home? If we can call it home. I brought some leftovers from some restaurants. I also got your favorite dish, roast beef! It was hard to steal it, I had to wait for an old man to get up from the table to pick it up, and incredible as it may seem the old man ran very fast, hahaha. I know you're upset, I'm sorry I yelled at you."
*silence*
"Arthur!!! Where is this idiot. I can't believe he left the house even though I told him to stay home."
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A letter on the floor. Did he leave it to let me know where he went?
*reading*
"If you want to see your little friend alive again. Take the parchment to the Amarth Forest at midnight. We know the parchment is with you. Ass: Clan of the East Mercenaries"
*things falling to the ground*
…
"Shit!!! Those bastards kidnapped Arthur. Dammit, dammit, dammit. Why did I go get that damn parchment after all?"
...
"ARTHUR!!!!!" *scream*
-
I met Arthur when I was 5 years old. A boy the same age as me, who was left at the door of the orphanage where I lived. From what I remember, Arthur's parents died at the hands of a troupe of thugs who killed them when they were traveling to the capital of Rashaka. Apparently, Arthur's father was a powerful wizard, blessed with celestial magic, he was able to use level 3 healing spells, which made the subjects of the old King interested in his services, and then invited him to live in the Capital to help care for Kingdom medical services.
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"Where is the cursed camp of those bastards? I've been walking in this jungle for hours and I can't find it!!! Shit!!! Arthur, be well, please. "
*running*
Arthur lost everyone he loved, just like me. After a few days at the orphanage, Arthur and I became best friends. And it has been that way ever since. Even when we were 10 years old and we were forced to live on the street because the orphanage could no longer shelter us. We stayed together and survived, all this time, we survived. He's the only family I have. So why was this happening. The Gods must hate me.
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"Be alive!!! ARTHUR!!!
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Far away from where young Esdra was running, two silhouettes crept in the shadows of the trees.
...
"Do you think he'll be able to save him?"
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"He has to do it, Azha, otherwise he will only delay us in our adventure. And we need this boy with us"…
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"Alright ... Princess Eleanor."
End of chapter.
Author's Note
About the world of Akbar:
The world of Akbar was blessed with the spiritual Essence given by the Gods of Khalemar to almost all individuals and beings.
• Spiritual essence is a force found in certain individuals
since birth. What allows them to have the power to
control powerful spells.
• Spiritual essences in turn are divided into five types:
1. Natural: Water, Fire, Air, Earth, Electricity.
2. The natural essence has a peculiarity. Some individuals can freely control certain natural element (water, fire, earth, air, electricity), are called controllers. But unlike mages, controllers can't control other different elements.
2. Celestial: Invocation of celestial beings and divine spells.
3. Darkness: Invocation of evil beings and spells of darkness.
4. Spatial: Allows the user to control a particular
perimeter of the space around it. The stronger the user
the larger the area.
5.Temporal: A rare type of Magic that gives the user the
power to control Time. Since he is a rare type, it is not known
certain limits, but there are reports that
the Prophet possessed the essence of temporal magic.