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Chapter 2 - chapter 2: Rage

Lazaro was filled with too much power as he continued to win more wars and overcome more territories all over the land.

"I will do the impossible and become the Lord over the whole lands! I will forever be worshipped as the god of the whole kingdom, as all other kingdoms shall be under my command and my foot." Lazaro said to himself as he laughed mischievously alone in his inner chamber.

"But I will need to visit the seven Mountains across the land, to meet with the supreme witches to talk about my plans in waging a war at the Ethinora, Hazizuz, and the Ti'amo kingdom." He muttered to himself with much certainty.

'I am the greatest and the true terror to the mind of all!' He said inwardly and rose to his feet at once.

Lazaro called upon twenty of his strongest warriors and told them that, they would all accompany him to the caves after the seven mountains, where the supreme witches reside.

But his sudden decision to visit the supreme witches came as a shock and a thing of fear to his warriors. Because no one has ever crossed the seven Mountains to visit the witches since the seal has been cast into the sea of Haydren. But they dare not question his order, due to the terror and power Lazaro possesses.

"Prepare the chariots and every other thing we will need for the journey," Lazaro ordered with a roar as he moved swiftly away from them.

Immediately everything was prepared for the mission, they all journeyed into the thick forest and across the mountains. The journey lasted for about three days and nights as he forbids anyone to take a rest at any point.

After the third night, they arrived at the sea of Haydren, where no ordinary mortal could step into it. Lazaro ordered all of his warriors to stay back as he was holding his magical staff in his hand.

"Stay here for my arrival as I go into, and across the sea of Haydren to meet with the supreme witches!" Lazaro authorized and they'll step back in apprehension.

He lifted his magical staff and started enchanting some incantation. The magical dark clouds gathered and suddenly, smoke like a chariot with wings came and Lazaro mounted on It. Then, the smoke took him away rapidly till he disappeared and none of his warriors could see him no more.

His warriors were filled with fear and wonder as they speculated among one another what a creature Lazaro was. Each of them could perform magic as well since they all have magical powers. Yet, none of them could do what Lazaro does, and the kind of spells he chants are different.

In no time, Lazaro arrived at the caves of the supreme witches. As he was about to step in, a voice coming out from a shadow spoke out and asked;

"Who are thou that seek to access the darkest of places and not scared to be consumed by the gaze of the supreme witches?"

"I am Lazaro, the extraordinary and the first son of the great Habized clan. The ruler of the Fiko kingdom seeks to look into the eyes of the supreme witches, and have a feast with the dead that is unseen to all kind." Lazaro said as he lifted his magical staff.

And immediately those words came out, the cave spread out and gave the shape of the entrance to him. "Go in and see for yourself the terror of the dark places!" the voice said to him and fades away.

As soon as Lazaro entered the cave, all he could see were dark clouds and could hear voices from different angles chanting continuously.

"What do you seek, O' great descendant of Habized?" The voice came in threes as the three supreme witches asked the question uniformly.

"I have come to seek wisdom, might, and unending powers from the dark to wage a war against the Ethinora, Hazizuz, and the Ti'amo kingdoms. I want all the three kingdoms to be under my control and below my foot so as for my wish to be their command." Lazaro said as he was bowing down with one of his knees to the ground and his magical staff in his hand.

"Hahahahahahaha"

The three supreme witches laughed out loud in unison with a roar and what came out of their mouths to Lazaro was not pleasing to him.

"You are just a child and what you seek is impossible! The seal was forged with the kind of magic that has never been seen by anyone. To undo this, you have to bring back to existence, the souls and spirit of all the past heads of the clan to make this possible.

Uniting all the clans is impossible and waging war against them is suicide. You have to look away from what you seek because we can't give it to you." The supreme witches answered angrily with impatience in their voices towards Lazaro.

This reply did not go well with Lazaro as he yelled at them with fury; "I will achieve my goal and be the greatest of all. The whole kingdoms shall be under my foot and control, with or without you old wretched so-called supreme witches."

"Watch your tongue child! As the part you are about to tread on, will destroy you. The story of your destruction shall be told from generation to generation." the supreme witches warned him.

"Depart from us, as we do not want to have anything to do with you!" They yelled at him in rage. Lazaro lifted himself and left with turmoil and discontentment towards the supreme witches.

Immediately Lazaro got out of the cave, lifted his magical staff and did some different incantations from earlier. This time, it was a fire like a chariot with wings, that came to take him away from the cave back to his warriors.

Lazaro was in a serious rage that none of his warriors could look at him, or even ask him what was the outcome of where he went. They all bowed down on their knees with their face covered to the ground when he arrived at where they were waiting for him.

"Let's journey back home and let this be known to you all, I shall get whatever I want and no one can stop me!" Lazaro said as he roared and fired light out from the top of his magical staff. All the warriors were in shock and fear as they journeyed back to the Fiko kingdom...

The Ti'amo kingdom has been in peace ever since the division. But, not until one night that the ruler of the kingdom who was a woman, dreamt of chaos and war with people dying. Blood was spilled everywhere in her dream.

All she could say when she woke up with fright was, "I saw blood, I saw dead people and I saw the unforgettable chaos of all time. I see war coming!"