Cracked God

I find it necessary to mention that, while this event was of great consequence to Tifon at the moment, and surely inspired some great change in him that would set the woodworks for his fate. His family life, however, remained much the same. Tifon lived with his grandparents, on his mother’s side. He’d never had any communication with his father’s family. Even more, interestingly, his parents’ death was quite vaguely explained to him when he was little. What was much hinted at by his grandparents’ though, was that they had both died by his father’s hand. What’s more, the latter’s family wanted nothing to do with him. And so Granny Lia and Grandpa Radyon took him in and cared for him as if their own. Radyon, a grey man of around 60, seemed to always be busy with his work. Being an architect by profession. He was either at work or designing his work when not, sometimes even while eating, much to Granny Lia’s dismay. On the other hand, Granny Lia was quite different. Still in her early 5

Tifon though was in no way completely miserable. As time went on the mockery by his peers grew less and less, to a point in which even Eion could only get away with the occasional offhanded remark. Although Tifon had little knowledge of how deep Eion’s anger ran for him, he had a feeling that Eion had a particular reason to hate him. And so usually stayed clear of confrontations with him.It’s worth mentioning that his reasoning wasn’t quite off the mark, as Tifon had made many enemies through his simple-minded arrogance when he was a child. It could be said that he did quite bully Eion during those days, although, the latter would never admit to it. But of course, there was no mere chief cause for Eion’s hatred towards Tifon. It was just the difference that some were justifiable, and others, not so much. One of these reasons used to be a sense of jealousy. Despite his Boon, Eion still didn’t have Ichor In his veins as Tifon did and, he had an all-consuming fear that one-day Tifon wou

(Why… How can he be so happy? Must he always spite me?)The thought raced across Eion’s mind as he made his way back to the main building where he’d attend his usual classes. (To think, I’d even gone out of my way to talk to her, and she answers my friendship with that indifferent tone?!)Eion had gotten somewhat used to Aurora’s feigned friendliness, although he saw through the respectful nature of it, it was still definitely better than whatever this new personage was.Feeling his pride wounded, the young master made his entrance into the classroom with extraordinary force, flinging the door open with all his might as if to announce his arrival. At least half the students already inside the class flocked to greet him, not missing the chance to gain ground with him.Arian was sitting down in the classroom as well. With a single gesture, Eion signaled to him, and as if having already agreed upon this code of conduct beforehand Arian spotted it immediately, going up to the young maste

There was nothing but dead silence in the gymnasium for a minute after the commandant’s words. Everyone’s eyes were on Tifon with great anticipation, however, out of all of them, the only ones he noticed were Aurora’s. There was a sense of grave distress in her eyes that kept him from moving even a single muscle.Suddenly then she dropped her gaze, and almost as if a spell was lifted off of him Tifon unfroze. Followed by the crowd’s cheers he made his way to the arena.Pankration: the ancient martial art still practiced in military training today. Sadly most of its techniques and teachings were now long lost. Being replaced by more modern wrestling, the only thing that had remained from its old history was just the name. At least, so was the case for all those not born into the family line of Areios.Finally stepping into the arena Tifon stood 7 feet away from her. Perhaps the only hint given of the coming slaughter was the fire of unbridled bloodlust that flared up in the commandant’

As it would later turn out the following week, Aurora was correct. The ‘economic turbulence’ had settled with Turkia like a right plane ride. Of course, the whole matter stank of forgery. Aurie even asked a friend she had in some school with a few scattered W grades whether they’d gotten any such announcement to no avail. We had no particular reason to worry about it though, and so we ended up dropping the whole case. Right when the commandant had just started to warm up to me too.And so, not much happened for the rest of the while I was hospitalized. Apart from some memorable (embarrassing) visits by my grandparents, everything was slowly returning to normal.While Tifon was enjoying apparently the swellest hospitalization of all time, everything was much different for our other hero.Eion was becoming more unstable by the day.Recently he’d started to not even glance in his servants’ direction when returning home. When I say return home however I don’t mean from school, not at all.