From 10,000 warriors only a few hundred returned after a tragic defeat by the hands of heavenly lords.
Heavenly lords or their army, name quite heavenly but theirs deeds quite the opposite.
Vallas's tribe and several other of their kind have been trying to take over the heavenly realm for several ages.
Reason, simple; power, glory and riches.
That's all what men crave for,
Na Na Na! you forgot one more
Beauties as well.
Quite a obscene mind we lot have here.
What can we say, that's what human minds are greedy for.
And heavenly realm is what it is filled with.
From rich fertile lands to beautiful water sources, from mountains filled with minerals to seas filled with jewels.
All your dreams can come true, if you are a person of absolute power within there.
The barbarous tribes which are just few miles away from the very ranges from where the gateway to heavenly realm is, had been vying for the autonomy of these vast lands.
Quite successful sometimes, but still ended up with nothing but shortcomings once the so called heavenly lords showed up with their supernatural skills as well as state of art weapons and technology.
Since then, the barbarians from which Vallas belong to had been suffering defeat after defeat, slowly becoming victims of their own past deeds.
Like they say Karma Is a Bitch!
Nah! I say Newton's law of Action and reaction.
Like how Barbarians used to treat people from heavenly realm as nothing more than a livestock for their own entertainment, now they are the ones facing the same or perhaps worse.
Total annihilation of few thousands is nothing, as their ultimate goal is to eradicate all barbarians or turn them into nothing but slaves to their desires.
As the new king of heavens is just another wolf in the sheep's cloth.
Valkas arrived at his home, ready to deliver the latest news, which came just moments ago.
His wife quite opposite to the Valkas, with white skin shade and blue eyes although hair the same colour as him dark raven.
Clearly, she's of different descent from the rest of the tribe or even other barbarian tribes. Her name, Verna
Verna, " What happened Valkas, you look distraught, what's the matter" concern marred her face.
Valkas, " We have to prepare, any unexpected problem might knock at our doorsteps"
Verna, " What's the deal? atleast make it clear"
Valkas, "The battle's lost! we must prepare to depart as others are doing the same."
Verna, "Oh God! Please protect us."
Valkas, " Where's the children "
Verna, " They just went out....."
Before she completed her sentence, a voice came from the doorsteps, clearly of someone in early teens.
A young boy with a mixed appearance of both Valkas and Verna, Dark hair, blue eyes and white skin, with lean athletic body as per his age,
beside him stood his sister 2 years younger than himself, with almost similar features. Both quite attractive in appearance according to their age.
Boy's name is Victor, and girl's Victoria.
Victor, " I heard it father, is there anything I can help with"
Valkas, " Nothing much son, just help your mother to pack up and take care of your sister."
Verna, "Come quick, Victor!, Victoria!"
Few Days Pass By;
A huge caravan of soldiers with flags adorning the golden Sun with intricate designs showing off, how great their background is.
Background of what, but none other the tyrants of today, The Heavenly realm.
One of the senior officers approaches the tribe members of Ğuslāv (Tribe Vallas belongs to).
S.Officer (Name- Lukas viel Dandelonas),
"So, who is your chief" asks the officer in mocking tone, with a snickering smile on his face.
His face which might have been a bit handsome, now looking like a snake with spit on his face, quite a remarkable sight I must say.
Now the tribe members are trying to Reason with one another as to what to say as their leader had been long dead in the midst of battle.
As the moment tick by, and the tribesmen ready to kick-start the conversation towards the negotiation, the spitface spoke again in his mocking tone.
" Before you start your chit chat, let me tell you something, if you want piece
GIVE ME the head of your chief,
IS THAT CLEAR! otherwise forget about piece, instead I would turn your people into tiny pieces.
Haha ha hahhaahahahhahaa!"
Quite a disgusting laugh someone mused in his mind.
But we'll the threat is clear. Some are still thinking, but the smart ones got the message clear.
someone must compromise otherwise everything will be lost.
A mockery done by powerful towards weak.
or some petty one's sadistic side.
Hoping to see some drama among fellow kids.
Well and it turned out to be true.
As people started arguing amongst each other to sacrifice someone whom they might not like.
Kind of a mockery towards the unity of the same kind.
Well,
Lukas, " So, have your leader decided to show up, or did he ran away, tucking his tail within his arse. Ha ha hahaahhaaa"
Soldier 1, " Sir, it's tucking in pants not in the backside"
Lukas, " ARE YOU MOCKING ME! YOU SCUM! OUT OF MY SIGHT! VEFORE I TURF INTO THE MINCDSEXG MEAT"
Soldier 2, " Sir your spittle is coming out"
Lukas, " SHUT UF! Cough cough! So, where was I, like I said ...."
Vallas, " I AM THE LEADER"
Lukas, " Aha! So it's you, the lamb on the chopping board"
Vallas didn't said a word just waiting for his fate.
Everyone was shocked as to what to say.
But kept their mouths sealed, just to save their own selves.
Lukas, " Well what we waiting for, SOLDIERS bring me the trophy, right from his neck."
And thus Vallas lost his head to save others.
But is it the end, not quite sure, otherwise would be boring wouldn't it.