The Kahu train station was set against a colorful morning sky that was soaked in orange and pink as the sun rose. The busy scene was filled with passengers, each with their own stories and destinations.
"Good morning, Aurelius," Evelyn said, her voice carrying a hint of excitement.
"Good morning, Evelyn," Aurelius replied, his gaze unwavering. "This is it, isn't it? The journey to Central Eldoria."
Evelyn nodded, "Yes, it is. Central Eldoria awaits us, and with it, the answers you seek."
As they stepped onto the train, the doors slid shut behind them, and the world outside began to blur as the locomotive started its journey. The rhythmic clattering of wheels against the tracks became a backdrop to their conversation.
Aurelius looked at Evelyn, curiosity shining in his eyes. "Tell me more about Central Eldoria. What can I expect when we arrive?"
Eldoria is divided into five distinct parts - North, South, East, West, and Central Eldoria - this city holds a secret that has tantalized the curious and sent shivers down the spines of the wary.
Central Eldoria, the center of Eldoria, is a neighborhood covered in stories and rumours. It is a region known as Ridge District, a name that even the most daring explorers find frightening. This area has been referred to be abandoned for a century and is the subject of dark legends and scary predictions. Eldoria residents converse in whispers and tell stories of strange happenings and evil spirits that are rumored to wander the town's foreboding streets.
"Let it be noted, however, that not everything is as it seems, Aurelius.", Evelyn replies.
Ridge District conceals a profound truth that only a select few are aware of behind the whispers and ghost stories. In actuality, Ridge District is not abandoned. Instead, it acts as a covert haven for the Saken family, or as some might refer to them, the camp—a group whose very existence remains hidden in mystery.
The Saken family has used a potent magical technique known as Dimence magic to secure their secret way of life and the priceless knowledge they preserve. The whole Ridge District is enchanted, effectively hiding it from non-magical users' sight and grasp.
The heart of this protective technique is the Spirit Circle, a magic barrier that not only renders Ridge District invisible but also impenetrable to any intruders who might dare attempt to breach its defenses. To those outside the Circle, Ridge District appears as nothing more than a desolate, abandoned wasteland, perpetuating the rumors of its haunting.
Aurelius nodded, a sense of determination settling over him. "I'm ready for whatever lies ahead. I need to understand my place in all of this."
Evelyn smiled, her eyes holding a promise of guidance and support. "You have the strength and potential within you, Aurelius. Trust in yourself, and you will find your way."
On a far-off planet called Crania, located 11 light years from Earth, a narrative of intrigue and imminent danger is playing out in the immense cosmic weaving of the universe, where worlds and galaxies extend across unimaginable distances. The citizens of Crania were dealing with their own secrets and danger as Aurelius and Evelyn set off on their trek to Central Eldoria.
Two people were standing tensely and anxiously deep into the mysterious environment of Crania. Their expressions were engraved with worry that sliced through the atmosphere like a palpable tension. They were in a dimly lit space where there was a palpable sense of tension.
One of them, Dezz, his face contorted with fear, spoke with a tremor in his voice, "Boss is going to be super mad at us, Zedd. He's going to kill us."
Zedd, equally troubled, furrowed his brow. "Dezz, you're not making any sense. What happened? Why are you so worried?"
Dezz, his anxiety growing more palpable by the moment, found the words to explain their dire situation. "The Cranian government paid a visit to the boss today. They told him that their organization detected another Cranian on Earth, and worse, he's still alive."
The severity of their situation became apparent to Zedd as his eyes widened. They belonged to an organization with a reputation for brutality and secrecy. It was against protocol to think there might be an unidentified Cranian on Earth, and doing so could be fatal.
The room fell silent as the two men contemplated the impending storm of anger and retribution that would descend upon them. The mere thought of the boss's wrath sent shivers down their spines.
But then, in the midst of their hushed conversation, a sudden disturbance shattered the stillness. It happened in the blink of an eye, a flash of something moving with the speed of light. Zedd's eyes widened as a searing pain erupted across his neck. Blood spurted from the wound as he clutched at it, a look of sheer shock and disbelief in his eyes.
Dezz, his heart racing, attempted to move an inch, his gaze darting around the room in terror. But before he could react, the room was bathed in another blinding flash. The air itself seemed to tremble as something sliced through it with deadly precision. Dezz's body was cleaved in two, a grotesque testament to the ruthless efficiency of the unseen assailant.
The horrific incident was followed by silence in the room, save for the uncanny stillness that surrounded the space. A scene of terror and fear had been left in its wake after the mysterious presence had disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared.
An unsettling stillness descended like a covering following the horrifying event that had left Zedd and Dezz's lifeless bodies lying throughout the poorly illuminated room. But out of the shadows, a voice dripping with anger and planned cruelty erupted, breaking the eerie silence.
"You can't make people like you, but you can make them fear you," the voice declared, its tone as cold as ice. The words hung in the air like a dire proclamation, echoing through the room, as if etching themselves into the very walls.
A disconcerting laughter followed, a sound that seemed to originate from the depths of darkness itself. It was a laughter that carried the weight of countless malevolent deeds, a cacophony of evil and enmity that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who heard it.
From the obscurity of the room's shadows, a figure began to emerge, step by ominous step. Standing at an imposing 189 centimeters tall, this imposing presence bore an air of foreboding that seemed to warp the very space around him. His hair was tied back, lending a sense of calculated neatness to his otherwise imposing appearance. His eyes, however, were the most haunting feature, void of emotion, and bearing the weight of endless weariness.
He was clad entirely in black, from his jeans to his vest, with a long jacket that billowed ominously as he moved. The darkness seemed to be an extension of his being, a cloak that both concealed and accentuated his menacing presence.
As he advanced into the feeble light that illuminated the room, a sinister aura enveloped him. He paid no heed to the lifeless form of Dezz beneath his foot, as if the act of stepping on it was a mere afterthought. It was a macabre display of power and disregard for life, a testament to his malevolent intent.
With every unhurried step, he left behind a trail of trepidation and dread, his very presence serving as a harbinger of doom. The room seemed to contract as he moved closer, the atmosphere thick with the foreboding of what was to come.
" I'm coming for you, Aurelius" he said.
And then, just as abruptly as he had entered, the malevolent figure departed, slipping back into the shadows from whence he had come. The room, once marred by the brutality of his actions, returned to a haunting silence, save for the haunting memory of his chilling words and his ominous laughter.
End~fin
See you in the next chapter: Saken Family.