A man was watching Earth who was on top of that hill. He didn't take his eyes off him, it was true... His instincts had never deceived him since his birth until this place he was now.
He was never wrong in judging the strength of his prey… That man standing on the mound was the greatest strength he had ever witnessed in his vast life as the leader of his people.
He had been in guerrilla warfare hundreds of times, either for the title of Ruler of his county or just for his own taste. But what didn't change was that he had never known defeat, never felt what it was like to be the one with his head down in fear and weakness for his hunter.
Encrusted in his mind was only the following fact for him, that there were only two types of beings... Those under him and himself.
Maybe he had finally found the one who would give him a fight until the last drop of effort, sweat, strength and blood in his body, and flesh... and he couldn't contain the smile on his face.
("-What should we do dad? he seems to be strong, according to the *source* he is the strongest human being in existence... He says he never lost... Just like you dad, but these must be unreal rumors." ) the voice rang in his mind, though he didn't care about it as his legend said he never took his prey out of his sight... ever.
"-Don't touch him, he'll be my next big prey."
("-Okay. What about the survivors from that General Yogu group? zi zizizzi, the kids here are getting bored, and you know how they are.")
"-Do what you want with them, But leave the women and children alive." I was told that in this new world I would find great forces to face, that it would be a real war, but everything I saw was just... disappointing, I never expected it to be so cowardly and insignificant. I stayed away from my wife for nothing, I would like to see her now. he lamented to himself.
He wrapped his arms around a mark on his chest, the place his heart was beating vaguely, just seaweed times a minute.
He remembered the moment they made the mark. It was a rite of passage for the clans of Frogyus County.
It was also a vow of fidelity for the entire existence of both. The marks came together and completed each other, it was an ancient Podiris Tree and a Royal Crane.
My time here was a waste of time... At least until now. Looking again at Earth who was already returning to move on with the other soldiers.
"-Release the Cikers, they will follow them at a distance. They are going to the Baseks plain near the Jinryos mountain. Any force of ours nearby?" Then picking up a small insect and crushing it with his bare hands, then passing the Fluid and the liquid from what was left of the crushed insect and passed it on his body and arms. The smell of wet grass soon took his breath away.
("-Ehh, I don't think our forces are on that side. I don't know how to tell you... But that's where Obsidian Hyury is, he's protecting Kaliop's ruin.") Completed the voice, sounding weak and slow, as these two living legends not only hated each other... they despised each other
At that moment he couldn't control his anger. Just that man, the one he hated the most on the entire surface.
However, contrary to his mind, which was flooded with anger and disgust, in addition to old memories of course... his face was the opposite, because in it there was a simple and true smile, from the bottom of his soul.
The day he'd been waiting for so long had arrived, the chance he'd been looking for in 97 years of hating that mythological other.
he can only smile and think... the time has finally come to fulfill my promise.
"-Hey Yiri, write a message to obsidian Hyury, and have Givelin deliver it to him." His fingers and arm muscles twitched, pulsing with instinct in his mind as he gripped the other obsidian's neck... Bones of a hunter's trade he thought.
("-How to wish father... And what would the message be?")
He smiled for a moment and walked back into the forest, his body embraced by the mist, almost hugging him and merging with him.
He took a deep breath, the mist was cold and morbid but his body was warm. His blood was pulsing desperate and needy to kill someone... He controlled himself only when his wife was beside him. If he was a blood hunter, his wife was against the part of him, what she tipped the scales of his soul to the other side.
His body emitted a faint blue-tinged light… in an instant what was left of him was just the blur of him. The image of his figure was still in place, however he was already far from this location, thanks to his speed.
"-Tell him that obsidian Fitz Rould, King Alpha will cut off his head before the sun is over the horizon again." His vision was just blurs, which he left behind, one by one. He ran in an almost primal way, running with his legs and arms, almost as if he were a wolf or even... a predator.
It didn't take more than a few minutes and he stopped in front of a forest of colossal trees. Its long, thick roots unfurled and writhed into the dry dirt of the ground.
He jumped up and grabbed a branch of the tree and using that branch he propelled himself up reaching the top of it in a few seconds.
There were the ruins of kaliop a few kilometers away. They were three ancient and floating stone pyramids intersected by colossal vines.
Water fell from various points of the three, becoming waterfalls that threw water down them to the eight rivers that collided between them. Like a divine waterfall, he thought to himself.
The pyramids were positioned in the shape of a triangle and in the exact center of the space between them was a medium-sized island, and that was where the village of the ancient mages of Gerikhos was located, extinct in the great war of the continents Zyrones and Hayro.
They were remnants of a village of perhaps blacksmiths and wizards. The stone towers of Tiranytos had long since been given away and what was left was rubble and rubble.
The stories Ryniny had told me often depicted the towers where they wrought miracles and myths with their power that warped life and space.
There was his hunt... And his arm tingled like crazy.
("-Are you sure about that father? You would be declaring war on an allied force of ours, the mother's situation would be more complicated than it already is.") The voice sounded worried and apprehensive to Rould. He just nodded.
"- Don't underestimate your mother's strength, she won't have to deal with it, because there won't be any of those worms left
Since from now on, all clans in our county..."
Clan Tyro..." He touched his back with his hand, for there in his flesh was the symbol of House Tyro... A Dragon with four heads and a silver wolf devouring one of them.
"-The Almostr Clan..." that was in his abdomen... A phoenix swallowed by a black wolf.
"-Just like the Jityres Clan..." was in his arm... A cyclops killed by a golden wolf.
"All he has permission to kill all the Zateryos he encounters. Whether in the Fythers lands or in the Mythological continent. We will kill them all, we will not spare anyone."
(-Okay, I'll send him your message.) A smile was on the voice's face, though Rould didn't know it.
"-I bet you think I'm childish for that decision son." He said in a joking tone. ("-Of course not dad, I don't care why you made that decision, and on the contrary... It all just leaves me with a smile on my face.")
"-Foolish son." He said laughing.
("-Idiot dad.")
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Earth came down after a few minutes, the time he had given the soldiers in front of him to rest had passed.
The feeling that maybe the traitor was ahead of him at this moment came over him. He looked at each of them and asked which one it was.
Mars had no reason to betray humanity, ever since he was placed in Earth's squadron he has seen genuine kindness deriving from his upbringing. She was the daughter of high-ranking nobles in the military, and she valued justice above all else.
Venus had what Earth called raw talent. He was someone who was born without talent just like him and that's why he created his own talent based on study and hard training... no wonder his necklace was of gravitational force.
He could think of reasons for this betrayal, but it was already done... thinking about her identity could be resolved later now the success of the mission was more important.
He walked the few meters to the hastily arranged camp for everyone's rest.
Venus was sitting on an old rotten log that threatened to split at any moment.
He caught a glimpse of him and quickly nodded at him and turned his attention to his double sword again.
Mars who was drinking the water that she had frozen with her necklace and asked Uranus to melt it with her necklace of fire. A way to get filtered water quickly since we didn't know if it was harmful to us humans.
Earth thought quickly... It was a risk to wear the necklaces at this point, they could very well have some way of tracking or noticing traces of necklace wear and tracking us.
She turned and saw me as well as Venus and smiled at him, and walked quickly towards us. I thought about getting out of there, I didn't want to disturb the two of them.
Mars stood in front of me and greeted me with a smile. She was a woman just over five foot seven... A tall woman for noble society I bet, which made her have to join the army.
"-Don't use the necklaces from now on for simple things, use them for crucial needs only." I pointed to her and she looked at me a little crestfallen.
"-Right general." replied the woman in front of me still looking at the floor. Could it be that I sinned heavily with her? he thought to himself.
"-You should relax more Earth ..." Commented Venus who was listening sitting on her branch. "-...As always taking things very seriously." completed the man
"-He's right venus." Mars countered, which she upset him a bit, leaving him with an unhappy and slightly red expression on his face.
Guess I caused a conflict between the couple, he thought walking over to the others who were scattered.
"-In two minutes we'll move on." a loud tone for all to hear, to which everyone agreed by itself. "-I hope your strength has rested. We're going to need it."
Some visibly tired and with bags under their eyes looked at me a little relaxed and with laughter on their faces.
I sat down on the floor and crossed my legs over each other. I needed a place that had plenty of air and oxygen, I found one in the center of the trees. The sky was shining over my head.
I took my sword from my belt and stuck it on the floor, its presence made me uncomfortable to bend down, I stuck it on the floor, it went in like spreading jelly on bread at the beginning of the day.
Getting comfortable and calm, at least as much as I could was the key to what I was about to do. A way to see the next kilometers in front of us in a safe way, so as not to be surprised.
I concentrated on my left lung plexus, inhaling a light breeze of serene and calm air in itself, it was like breathing in a rainy climate, that feeling heavy but refreshing at the same time.
I remembered my childhood in the mines, which made me momentarily sick. I hadn't gotten over my past as I forced myself to think.
I cleared my mind as much as possible and closed my eyes, a heavy darkness took over my senses, I had entered a momentary state of nothingness.
I continued to inhale the plexus until it was enough. In my mind I thought of a white square... An empty box, so to speak, and in it I pictured a butterfly of pure and free air. The air I breathed into my plexus was instantly gone. It was normal, The base was ready and we just needed to put it together now.
"-Base idrolic Aser Borbury." I recited lightly and slowly the forest in front of me. At that moment, a butterfly a few centimeters in front of me appeared in front of me. It was almost translucent in a slightly greenish tone.
I bent my hand and fingers so that it landed and rested. That was nearly impossible, only with relentless training would the air feel safe for you, and would do what you asked. This is because air was incorporeal and anti-material, in addition to being the representation of lightness and fragility.
I leaned towards him and said in a light and brittle tone so as not to startle him. "-Could you grant me this favor?... Could you search the next few miles in front of us? Tell me the living beings you find.
The incorporeal butterfly rose and flew into the air and shot in the direction he had asked. A slight pain in the left plexus started, he was returning to his normal self.
My left eye was completely greenish white, synonymous with the butterfly being attached to me and accepting terms.
I turned around and saw everyone looking at me surprised and speechless for my act. Some thought to themselves that they were before a deity... not one who was one foot in the divine and unreal.
Venus looked in an almost jealous way at Earth... Who in turn took her endless sword in her right hand and put it away again. "-Is everyone ready?"
He asked looking at everyone. They smiled, of course except venus.
Those who smiled knew, even if that man was almost a divine, but above all it was Earth, in which they already knew and trusted him with their life and soul.
They all knew his true name and would never say it as it was a sign of Earth's trust in everyone.