“It's weird, isn't it? How that guy is one that you are strongly after to emulate. He doesn't seem like much, except for the fact that he is really resisting his death very well.” Macabu said.
“If you are trying to call him weak, then you don't know what you are saying.” Shin exploded out in rage, his whole body immediately torchin up with an aura front eh Law of Wrath instantaneously.
It took him only a heart beat for him to dash cross the little inch of a distance, his fingers clutched at the neck of the Giant as he bared his teeth put in anger.
“If you ever dare to ever call him weak, I swear with everything that…”
“BOYSSSSSS!” Iyabo’s voice thundered above everything else now.
“Can a lady have some moments without any ruckus for once in her life?’ Iyabo’s thunder once more.
Macabu sighed now, even as Shin was taken aback, the fiery blaze of energy from the Law of Wrath dissipating almost immediately.
“I don't like to threaten but I must not come outside and still find you both around the house. Take your battling somewhere else. I need to concentrate to heal these pens here or would you rather come in here to do it for me?; She warned, although her voice still sounded sweet to the ears of the two figures out there.
“You heard her? Let's leave here! The last thing we want is to interfere with Iyabo during her healing process. She could get really mad about it and trust me, you really don't want to find out the rest of what happens when she is mad.” Macabu spoke the last words with a lowered voice as he gently pushed the hand of Shin at his throat to the side and then pushed himself up from the ground.
“Come with me.” He called Shin.
He began to walk forward while Shin followed him as well, the duo picking their way carefully among the spitla wounding vegenation about the house as they walked.
“WHy don't you tell me, why do you think this person is really not that weak?. I mean, look at him. There is nothing about him that spells the power levels which I have close to. I know I could take him out in just a twinkling of an eye. Yes, he is that weak to me.”
“Hm!” Shin snickered at the whole thoughts of Macabu. “Then you have no idea whatsoever about this.”
Macabu paused suddenly as he splayed his hands now. Wait, what do you mean? What makes this merely that special to you, this one that you are hellbent on choking me just to get back at me for saying he is weak…” He asked.
“Your loyalty to him is one of a kind. That brings the question back and forth. Why are you this loyal to someone who is this weak?”
“I said… He IS.. NOT WE-” Shin growled behind him.
“Then, TELL ME!” Macabu roared out, turning round suddenly now to face SHin. “Tell me what it is that endears him to you? WHy do you respect him so much that you are willing to fight me head on for calling him weak?”
Shin drew in a heavy breath as he listened now, choking back the rage which had taken him earlier on. If it was Hana who was displaying all of this, then he would have been fast enough to step up to it and tell her to calm down. Now, he was the one who was bsy at it, the same thing he would have so easily cautioned Hana for.
Guilt pricked at his conscience, even as his head was lowered to the ground. Still, he had a question poised at him and as much as he would love to answer that question, he was not sure whether or not he would lose his cool in the process.
Still, it ate at him to speak on it and what he did do, letting out a long drawn sigh as he began to tell his tale.
‘You would not understand, really.”
“Oh, try me.: Macabu said, putting his hands behind him.
Already, due to the little raising of voices that they had, the two had begun to walk side by side which was a great contrast to the former time. Then the Giant had been in the front and Shin had been tugging behind him.
“You see, why I said you would not understand the whole thing is simply because of this. It is a long story but still, I will try my best to summarize it.” Shin started baring in mind that he could not just tell a complete stranger everything that was about him as an Ascender.
Even though he ached considerably to tell it to him, he knew he had to draw the line when it came to that. The Word was not ready for those who were Ascenders, at least from the show that he had seen at the Laprisha Amphitheatre, Ascenders were not exactly safe. While that was arguable because of the fact that they had willingly had Bayo enter the contest, he had had his own share of it.
Anything which contained a trace of the soul of the Mad Prime was an abomination to all and sundry. Whether or not they admitted it.
“First things first, you are right about me being a soldier. I am one actually, a Sage Master as yo ahd put together. “ Shin stated.
“Aha! I am getting better at the usage of the Law of Love now. Ha!’ Macabu snorted with a triumphant chortle.
“DOnt get too cocky now." Shin was quick to chirp in. "Thing is, I was one of the elites. At least, so I heard about that Shin.” He said, nudging his head to the side, which he was referring to the original shin. But to Macabu, he just took it as he was making reference to a past version of himself, figuratively rather than literally.
“So when I Started out from the bottom of the chart again, my squad and the platoon were aghast with what to do with me. They did not spare any moment to let me know how poor I had fared in almost every thing that we did. And I had a guide posted on me, just to make sure that my own stupidity and sudden ignorance of things which I allegedly knew before, did not get to kill me.” He shrugged.
“Interesting. You must have been someone of high calibre for you to fall to the grass and yet be given a watchful treatment. In my place, you would just be simply discarded.” Macabu muttered.
“Well yes, I was an Elite Sage Master so that was to be expected.” Shin drew a breath now. :It was hard for me, kind of, to actually try to make myself to be that person they could all be proud of, despite the challenges from everywhere. And honestly, there was a time when I just gave up on it and just tried to take it one piece at a time.” He signalled in the air, making a peace sign out in front of his face with his right hand.
“And how did they take it?” Macabu asked, looking curiously to the Hadjan who was walking by his left hand side.
“Take it? Heh!” Shin sneered.``i was the court jester and all. Never taken seriously for the life of me, and yes, that was it, to the point where it did not even matter to me what they had about me in their thoughts. I was just there to live by it and try to get stronger on my own terms. However, I had the big reminder out there, scarred in my head that no matter what, I could never be that great again. At least, not up to the level of the person I was before.”“So…” Macabu urged, totally enjoying the tale.
“ So, We had a mission and then I came across the oen who was Bayo.” Shin chuckled at this, as he remembered just briefly the time when they had met the First Born in the Canteen shop of that Magmorian. They had found him strangely touching the pieces of meat and deriving some form of ecstasy from it.
At least, up until Hana smashed its face in. Although it was sorta a collective effort.
“You know, he did not hold grudges against me for whatever we did to him or even against my partner then. And on top of that, he is really perspective,so perspective that h e was able to sniff out the issues I was having with my life then and he offered a way to fix it.”
“Him, Interesting. Are you better now? “ Macabu asked. “Since you met him, have you been able to reach that perspective of glory or elite hood that you were once at?”
‘Well, I don't know.z '' SHin threw his hands into the air. “It is a work in progress honestly but then again, every piece of strength that I have accrued, he has been a great motivator for it. I look at him, with his persistence and determination, he always finds a way to make things work.”
“Wow!”
“One time, we were cornered up and then there was no way for us to go or what to do. Then He unjust gets up and suddenly casts out a technique, which I could swear he never did know how to do, before, and then Ka-BOOM!” Shin clapped his hands. “He sucked out the ambient energy in the air and used it to power my teleportation technique(see Book 1).”
“WAAAAHHHHH!” Macabu’s jaws dropped.
“I know right.” Shin turned to him, his eyes widened as he completely stepped into character now. “We found it shocking too. But then, it happened, not once, not twice and he is always having some secret trick up his sleeve to always stay on top of the issues he faces. That's why he appears weak when you look at him but within his soul, there is massive strength that no one can fathom.” Shino let his voice drop at this point.
“And to be honest, after all he has taught me, it would be a massive shame on me that I would not be able to protect him while he is in this condition. Or to protect the others too. That is why I don't want to fail and in failing disappoint him. I owe what I am now, to him.” Shin’s added, his voice almost a whisper now.
“Hmm!’ Macabu grunted as he paused, looking sideways to look at the still standing Shin. “Now, I get it. I totally get it.”
There we have it. Now we know that all the little things that Bayo did in Book one was not ignored at all. Hey, you still have not read Book 1(Ascenders: Rising From Zero)? Why? Do you really want to miss out on all the juicy stuff that occurred in Book 1? Because if you do, you may are sure as heck not getting a recap from here. Lol Come on, get updated there and come back here to read. Or read both of them side by side, trust me, you wont regret.
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The Evolution Table.Oh, the memories that it brought. The memories that it brought to Bayo. However, that was just what it would be, for in the little time to go, he would not exist. That was just the reality of things, at least, that was what was sure to happen if whatever Yasmin was planning failed to come to light.That is, if indeed, there was any hope in them for Yasmin himself had even said that he was not guaranteeing anything. But to Bayo, it would be worth it, whether or not there was some hidden trump card which could reverse this. It would be totally worth it.Like Yasmin had said, he would be rather pained to die knowing that he did not know everything which had happened to him. A lot of things had occurred, one of which was how he had ended up on the head of the Divine Rainbow Serpent
Heyyyy.... Author Reader interaction here. First of all, thank you for reading this book. Special shout out goes to Lathawn. This amazing reader reached out to make me pick up the pace of updating. Even though I did not always update as early as possible [school stuff], I always had the double chapters in mind, because of him. I think I stuck to that, actually. Alright, fun aside. Here is my view on my book because why not? I am my own reader as well. [SPOILERS OF BOOK 1 HERE! Pls read BK 1 before reading this chapter]! !!!!! !!!!!
No more did the noise of the crowd disturb the harmony of both Hadjans as they stood still, both of them staring at the ground. After Abiola dispersed the assembly, he had said a few parting words to the crew and then left, his head heavy in thoughts. The City was in mourning. Whether they blamed Ronke for bringing in Ascenders in or not, it did not change the fact that Ronke was gone. There was no way in the Seven Heavens that they were going to get her back. At least, not in the form she was, when she was alive. Ken and Spyder stood a while back, watching but not daring to say a thing. They had not known the crew for too long, their only actual connection being no one sles but Bayo. Now, Bayo was gone. Or rather, Bayo had gone rogue.
“He was an Ascender/” \ “How come we did not get to be told this?” “Ascenders are always evil. We know this.” “Why did you withhold this from us?” “Why Would she bring us to the services of an Ascender.?” “They say the boy was her lover?” “Is it true?” “ What is this? This is bad!’ “The Irunmole Could come down on us soon.” “What she did, not telling us, was bad.” ‘I don’t support this.” “Ronke did us bad.” Ascenders: Rising To Hero
I, Temi, former Asoju of the Irunmole Society and ambassador to the Draconian Confederacy hereby write, in this official statement in my defense, that I do not regret my actions so far. Nevertheless, it is not to your fault that I hold these things. I try very much not to dwell on what is past but in the same vein, the recent happenings have left me irked. So irked that I would rzae the heavens to get my vengeance. The one who cost me my pain, the Ascender and First Born of the abominations of Trixius. Fight and destroy every one of them until, at long last, my dignity is restored and the hand that struck me down is brought back in embers. I, upon my honor, I shall have the head of the First Born. Maybe, only maybe by then, you may come to believe me. To believe the extent of the severity of the threat that194. First Born's Judgement
Life is not one thing that is set in stone. Our fate is not set in stone. One moment, we may think we have it all but then at that same moment, Life plays its expensive jokes at our expense. There and then, the life that thought was perfect immediately takes a sour turn, making for nightmares what once thought we had. It is a pitiful tale of our own very existence but it is so that we must live. One by which we must abide in, as far as we are not gods. Even the gods themselves are fated to live lives in which they are not pleased with. What then is the confidence for us who are not even like the gods in any way? There is nothing in life, that being said, there is everything in life. Let us not think that at our best moments, we do not expect the worst. Always set out good things but then, keep a handy
“Did you know about this?” Abiola asked Ronke, mouth agape. “He is a monster.” “Yeah, that does not matter. We won.” Ronke dismissed the conversation. But on looking back, her eyes widened now. Several of the Familiars seemed stuck to even act as they stared at Bayo, standing over the gigantic mass of the Turtle Backed Sonic Beetle. She could instantly guess what they were thinking. Now, they would be putting two plus two together, making their observations about what was really happening. Holding her stomach now, she heaved and then screamed out, free hand in the air. What if they decide to turn Bayo over to seek the peace like they usually had to do/ Her Heart raced, numerous thoughts surging through them. She would have to find a way to protect him. Sh
Apart from absorbing bloodlines while you fight, what else did you notice about this battlefield/’ Yasmin asked Bayo as he flexed his fingers right in front of the Beast. The Turtle Backed Sonic Beatss was already in front of him and the form of it was indeed tremendous. Just like he had seen from a distance. It was fearsome, its huge buck tripling the confidence of the monsters as it stared at him balefully. “You Want some?” Bayo taunted. ‘Focus, Biayo.’ Yamsin Called out to him. ‘I know, I just want to say something to it. It's staring at me and making me feel somehow.’ Byao complained. The Beast in front of him seemed to study him with beastial intelligence. It remained still, pausing and waiting while its Beetle eyes
“Ah!” Ronke moaned as her body slammed helplessly against the ground. She thrust her hands to both sides, her vision hazy. Looking for something to grab onto and regain her balance. However, for each object she touched, she could only make out the soft, squished and slightly distorted forms of them. These were once living creatures. There were the bodies of the beasts which had been stuck down by the familiars so far. Pride surged in her heart but at the same time, looking on through the hazy vision of hers, she felt a bit of panic. What was Bayo up to now? “Hey, need a hand?” A voice called to her, helping her get back up. Rejuvenated by the source of the voice, Ronke summoned all of her will power as she rose, hefting
No matter what happened here, Ronke’s plan was not foolproof. Things could always go south. It was for this reason, Hana remained jittery all through the wave. None of that they had faced up till now could prepare them adequately to face a wave. She knew that much. Despite being Lord Classed, she still felt uneasy. Somehow, something would happen. Something that was unplanned for. That was what she looked out for. The one thing she would be able to tank out with her Lord Classed Soul Strength. Law of War churned in her soul space, furiously boosting her spirits as she held her blade, tense but ready for action. She dashed to the left, slicing through, her eyes shut. Fiery aura razing into the atmosphere about her as the air heated up considerably. Her mind went ablaze, alertness level surging high. This was the true power of the Lord Class. The Class were one had a Soul Aura, the first true step in the beginning of power ascension. She opened her eyes