'Gaia' is the known name for the Middle Universe, it is breathtakingly beautiful, but it's not all rainbows and butterflies. Right now, someone whose role is crucial in this story is dealing with these dangers. Not just him, but the whole 'Gaia' is at risk of being wiped out by an invasion of a foreign race known as 'Anthrax'. The Anthrax race had launched a full-on frontal assault, bringing along many powerful Demigods realm experts.
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[The Planet of plants (Alyssum) on the central continent of the Nazareth Empire]
Two figures were seen running in the central most part of the world, which is an extremely dense forest where many powerful Demigods reside. These beings could easily destroy three quarters of the continent with a simple gesture, yet they were shaking in fear at the sight of a woman, who was holding a child of approx 4 to 5 years of age his features couldn't be seen due to the hood covering it.
The woman was clad in a full black attire, her face obscured by a half-broken mask and her head covered by a hood that concealed her hair. Despite her appearance, she bore numerous bruises and her own blood stained her body. Clearly exhausted, it was no wonder considering she had just slaughtered 150 Demigods even though she just recently ascended to the 'Divinity', that was the true horror of this woman.
'Beatrice de Alger Obelia', the only princess of Veilstead Empire which is veiled in mystery, a realm cloaked in mists and arcane riddles. She is known for being one of the most powerful Demigod in the entire Gaia, second only to her husband 'Anastasius de sweord Agnes', the Grand Duke of Nazareth Empire, and she is the bearer of Monarch Seed of 'Life/Death' or 'Samsara'.
"Move"
One word, charged with a perilous warning, uttered by the very Demigod of demise/death. However, these insignificant demigods paid no heed to the summons, and with a feeble gesture, the gravely wounded demigod brought about the instantaneous demise of every single demigod in the woodland.
Just as she was about to move, she stumbled and coughed out some blood. She was having a severe headache and her eyes became heavy. Recognizing the symptoms, she muttered,
"Damn it, huh?....Aether depletion."
She had killed 150 Demigods, depleting her Aether circuits despite having the most in existence, because of her talent and 'Race'.
Trying to stand, she stumbled and fell due to exhaustion from intense fights over 2 weeks. Holding her sleeping son, she thought of the betrayal by the imperial family and sudden attack by the Anthrax race. Her blood boiled at the thought of their motive to harm her son.
She gritted her teeth and through sheer willpower, she stood and started to walk in the direction of the core of the mystic forest, which was known as one of the most dangerous forests in the entirety of Gaia. As she walked, she noticed that her son, Emrys, was waking up. His crystal blue eyes opened, they possess an ethereal beauty to them just like his father, it never failed to amaze her. Initially calm, he began to panic upon seeing her condition, and she released him.
Emrys stood up, shocked by his current disguise placed upon him by his mother. He stumbled towards her with tears in his eyes and asked in a concerned voice,
"Mom, what happened? How are you so hurt? Who hurt you? Where is Dad? And where are we?"
Just as the barrage of questions come to a halt and she was about to answer them, a thick and malevolent killing intent spread across the entire Mystic forest, and hundreds of presence locked their gazes onto them.
Through which she could perceive that majority of them were at middle stage of Demigod realm and the one leading them was the only peak stage Demigod in the Nazareth Empire 'Belos de sweord Agnes', the half-brother of her Husband and the Emperor of Nazareth Empire.
The woman turned, her gaze meeting her son's. With an air of grave seriousness, she said, "Emrys, listen well. While I hold our pursuers at bay, you must flee to the heart of this forest. There you will find two portals. Enter the black one."
Emrys looked up, a reluctant expression crossing his face. Understanding his mother's words, he suppressed his tears, a silent trail trickling down his cheeks. The woman gently placed a golden earring on his left ear, and kissed him on his forehead. She planned an audacious move that could potentially cost her life.
"Don't ever lose this earring, my dear and remember I love you, you are our most precious treasure, son."
She kissed his cheeks, and motioned him to Run towards a certain direction.
"Run. Now."
With an unwilling expression she turned to face the threat, but the moment Emrys tried to run there were many projectiles sent towards him, which he narrowly avoided. Not knowing what happened he turned sideways and his pupil contracted at the sight in front of him.
There laying on the ground lifeless with a hole in her chest where her heart was supposed to be, was his mother. He couldn't believe it, no it's better to say that he didn't want to believe it. The culprit of this scene was just a few metres away from his mother, his uncle Belos the Emperor of the Nazareth Empire, he has brown hair and blue eyes just like his, he wore a smug and playful smile on his face as if killing his sister in law doesn't hold a significance in his eyes.
Emrys just stood there with no expression on his face, just like an expressionless doll. His once vibrant eyes now hollow remain on his mother unmoving.
"What a shame that I have to kill you Beatrice, I would have preferred you to join my side."
Belos spoke in an apathetic tone, showing his disinterest. Then he turned his eyes on his nephew and a predatory smile crossed his lips, he certainly was enjoying this moment.
" I enjoy the taste of fear, my nephew~. So entertain me. "
He said in a playful tone while touching his handsome face, his eyes gleaming in madness.