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There was a feeling of calmness and stillness in the air as the rain continued to pour on the slanted brick rooftops right down into the bamboo pipe.
I stood still taking the breath of the fresh Jasmine that had bloomed watching how the thunder crackled in the air without a fear of anyone mightier then itself.
The rain continued to pour on the wet rocks that protected the shrine of patron God from the heavy rain, the incense stick glowing amidst the darkness like a ray of hope. I stood all alone, with a smile on my wrinkled face, both of my hands on top of a staff made from the bones of a demon that I had once ended but those days have been left far behind me.
The staff was long almost 6ft, and the top where my hands were resting on was slightly curved like the slithering cobra's hand. I was hunched for the cycle of time hadn't been kind to me as I keep admiring the beautiful scenery around like a silent ghost.
"I bow down before the grandmaster Shen" A melodic voice that had the tone of a vixen and the hardened age of a veteran. My blue eyes that resembled the sky's above, turned to the woman who called me.
It was none other than the king of the west's most favourite concubine, Isabella who was rumoured to be a succubus and why wouldn't she be?
Her eyes were like the pool of abyss, with a small pointed mole underneath her eye lids. A heart shaped face, and a skin as fair as snow the heavens above have blessed her with a good appearance that could bewitch anyone who laid his eyes on her.
The silk textured white hair of hers dripped as she rose from our bowing position with a smile on her face, walking towards me with a sway of her hips as her green kimono clinged tightly to her curvaceous body.
"I heard great rumours about you lady Isabella, but there's a faint twinge of curiosity that is insatiable, what brings you to this humble abode of mine?"
My tone was clear and deep as an iceberg, as my eyes fell on the graying beard of mine which was long enough to reach my chest, I looked like my ancestors hehe.
Isabella had a smile on her face as she approached just inches away from my face, her breath was warm and due to cold weather around us fog came out.
"I regret to inform you senior but your life has reached its expiry date forgive this young woman if you will but the orders are from the great masters"
The finger strike was blocked by my staff though the shockwave of the hit was enough to make me skid a few steps back. Instead of the seductive smile, she now possessed one of a predator cornering it's prey.
I wasn't surprised to be truthful, I did expect this to happen after all a wild card like me even when becoming old was considered dangerous especially one that refused to involve himself into the matters of the empirical court.
My staff glowed blue, as it had absorbed the impact of strike to fuel itself and then I smiled speaking "Oh great girl, one hates those who order the evil deeds rather than the ones who committed for the ones who follow the orders blindly are already forsaken as slaves nothing more"
Before Isabella could react, I was right in front of her for my old age has not completely taken my skills away from me. My right middle and index finger glowed purple oozing the aura of death as I struck her hard against the chest piercing right through it and before she could react, I pushed to the side my fingers drawing a simple arc that made her flesh separate from itself.
Her innards fell as her blood splattered on my face, my eyes as cold as the storm within. Though my eyes soon widened as I saw the glowing ring like orb surrounding her chest.
Luminous Bomb
-A bomb that is implanted on an assassin hired by the court, so that near death the 6,000 souls of innocents fueling the bomb activates resulting in a huge spirit explosion an immediate death one could say.
I knew a way to escape this but to be fair there was no energy inside me to actually use that technique for it requires high concentration. I should know the antidote of this bomb because after all, I was the one who made it during my 20s.
Situation forces our hand many times.
Her heart stopped beating and then the wailings consumed me whole as only the fiery wrathful fire remained no more did I exist nor Isabella.
It was a good life.... Yes there were some regrets but at least I lived life by my own rules never bowing..... That's the way of the King Of Mountains Shen Lie my father.
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"There is no fear in death nor is there any will left of the soul only the primordial love of death exists as an embrace comparable to that of a parent"
The master of fate took a deep breath, his grey eyes twinkling in amusement closing the book of Shen Tian, a great monk who defied chatted with death many times but this time he wasn't so lucky for even mistress death had a limit to her dutiful mercy.
He got up from his throne made from the holy dust of the thread holding all the infinite universes together, and took a deep breath his steps falling with regal bliss.
Suddenly his face turned pale and he quickly looked back in fear, as his handsome face had became fear stricken at the sight laying in front of him.
[The Destiny Of Shen Tian]
The book was turning into ashes as it was consumed by a fire that had long been extinguished since the death of the first master of fate.... The Unholy Flames Of Priotious , The Third Primordial and the one who died during the great war