LAUTHEL'S POV"thank the higher gods you are back now, other generals came with a very terrible reports, we are very happy to see you now." The monarch sat back in his throne, he rubbed his chin and stretched his hand to one of the five supposed generals. I saw them in the visions, the one, who was gesticulated my the monarch to talk, was the leader of all the army, the army of a hundred thousands soldiers. I remembered him fighting well in the last war, which took the life of the other Lauthel. He stood up and pushed the chair he was sitting in, backwards. He was about seven feet tall, very huge, more than I saw him in the vision, he looked very hideous, he looked like me too, a ogre, he tucked his hand into the pouch that was beside him. He brought out a sealed wooden scroll and stretched it out to me. "Two days ago, a vulture came in from the south to render a message, and it was contained in that scroll. The end is come and we need the guardian of the end. Which is you, the pilla

The place was s a grave in hell, dragons piercing high pitched sounds was horrifying. The place was dark and smoke filled the whole area, to see beyond three paces was a journey to behold. The piercing horror sounds sent shivers down my spine, Kyar was behind me, girding the belts around the dragon, she was not very amused or fazed, she was very concentrated on the girding. Fearful me was looking around, just in a spot, to move wasn't an option, the place was a strange hell, I imagined what the inside would look like. A horror. I couldn't see through the thick mist, the fog was touchable the mist slides through my fingers as I waved it through. Kyar was done with girding the stuffs to the dragon. "Farewell." The dragon spoke. I heard, but wasn't sure what and where it came from, the reverberating ghostly voice echoed in my ear, cold overtook my bloodstream and my hairs stood in strands. I was a boxer not a fucking warrior of death, I thought as I still froze. "Bye Dragon." From behi

"buckle up, don't get flown into the air, by the blood sucking jersey devils. We are going into the second realm, in place of going home" Kyar said, as we walked to the tower, which was by the far left of the ghost's hall. "Where and what's the second realm?" My fearful self asked, walking behind Kyar, who was walking boldly, without fear, just like I was."It's a realm, called the Chupakabra realm of death. All the realms are the realm of death. The Chupakabras don't fight, or get involved in wars, just like the ghost realm does, that why it's a strange place, we don't know how they fight yet. We don't know what they possess that much. They are secretive ones. Only few of their secrets and skills are known by all. Even the Lauthel of ours, didn't kill one soul before he was killed. So you should brace up and don't get killed." She turned around squeezed my right shoulder and grinned. Maybe she's turned the caring one now, I don't care. But the strength in me, like she told the ghost

They came near, and nearer. They looked like branches of a fallen tree. Their skins were dried, grayish brown and scaly, every moves try made, made a peek of their skin, and it regenerates every seconds. Their legs folded up the twigs and crush them into dusts, in every steps. Their eyeballs were out of the socket, looked reddish yellow, like a burning fire. Their claws was like the root of a tree and smoothen like the edge of a sword. They moved slowly, watching every steps. Kyar didn't know more about them, than the gateway, the first demons, where we found ourselves. Slowly I began to regurgitate on the visions I saw in the house, or building of Mikorth. I started to get the urge to make a ball of glowing sparkles from my hand. I watched the hand responded to my thoughts, they produced a ball of glowing sparkles, with red and blue lights. They rolled, and we're like they were flames of fire. Immediately one of the bunyip saw it, it startled and screeched loudly. The bids from the

I managed to wobble up from the ground. I wiggled my head to clear off my head, and think straight. The tears in my face paused from flowing. It looked strange, a old man in this bloodbath forest. I rushed up and winced backwards, after some seconds I regained my balance, looked into Kyars face, a look of disapproval I gave her. "What?" She asked softly.I tried to get myself convinced that the man was safe to follow, and since he should be around the forest, he would have known one or more places, good for hiding. Then I agreed with my doubts, Kyar on the other hand, had no options too. She already agreed, since he already woke us up, from the sleep. "Welcome Guardian." He said with a smile of hope in his lips. He stared at me for long, as silence filled the place, and after the silence, he broke it all, as he cleared his throat. "This is called the present stage. The one you passed through, was called the Past stage, and the only one for you to go through, is called the future stag