Derunia mountains Fog settled about a hectare of land in Derunia's Mountain. The fog was unnaturally present, only covering a small portion of the vast growth of rainforest. Crows frequently flew within the fog's reach as it gave enough shade to darken the place. Tree trunks were high enough like sycamore and leaves were thick and the branches wide, that sunrays hardly penetrated its reach to the ground. This place was always quiet and gloomy, only the sound of crickets and the sound of rustling leaves as the breeze danced in between the gaps of tree trunks stood out beyond the quietness. The fog was the witch's magic, an aura to provide obscurity. It held the power to weaken normal human beings if they linger even for a few minutes. At the center of this thick fog was a large wooden house, its flooring elevated from the ground by large wooden foundations. It was like a large haunted cabin in the woods surrounded by some sort of mist that hazed the background. The house held the Se
Derunia Mountains Elaine Marks walked a few steps ahead of Dreygo as they tread towards the Seer's location. Dreygo could not stop the urge to glance at the Prophetess's curvy body and swaying butt cheeks as she strode against twigs and leaves that the forest provided. Elaine wore skimpy shorts, exposing her white leg complexion and her hair, pony-tailed, also exposed her pale white nape and a baby shirt that hahungight above her navel revealing her smooth-skin midriff. She was very stunning in the eyes of Dreygo. He saw numerous beautiful demons in the Demon world but they seemed to be corrupted with immense sin and their skin tested by the harsh environment of Hell. But the beauty of a human being, like Elaine, was pure and untouched. It seemed that Dreygo had not much of a choice but to admire this beauty in front of him. "I think we are getting closer," Elaine said while panting from an hour's walk. "How do you know?" Dreygo asked. "I can feel it now. And the Forest is gettin
Brighver mountains, Derunia Dreygo cautiously walked towards the path that Elain had directed. The voices again echoed in his hearing, somewhat calling his name. 'The magic playing tricks on me. Well, I could handle that. I am a Demon. I have experienced more of this in hell.' He forced the idea. Dreygo fixed his eyes now on his direction and disregarded the voices. He should be more vigilant as the Seer's territory was nearing. Finally, a wooden house silhouette appeared from afar, and its surroundings were hazy because of the fog. He prowled from tree to tree anticipating enemies nearby. The house was heaved by trees and he took advantage as he hid behind the large tree trunks. The place was quiet but the cawing of crows increased as if they scavenged for human or animal corpses. A different stench now unpleasantly entered Dreyo's smell. It was like a combination of burnt or cooked herbs and sacrificed animals, as he had imagined. 'Witches and their witchcraft.' Dreygo smirked.
Brighver Mountains, Derunia Burnt twigs and different colored leaves created the smoke as it danced in between Dreygo and the Seer. The smell was different, seemed to have mixed with other elements that created a foul smell as if they just finished the witch's ritual. They sat comfortably and Dreygo sensed no hostility within the area and with the Seer. "There are a lot of things I need to talk about, Harbinger." The Seer began while she offered a cup of tea to Dreygo which he instantly refused. "There is only one thing I need to know from you, Seer. It is the current location of Kragus Manaroth." Dreygo sounded in a rush. "Before I tell you his whereabouts, let me enlighten some thoughts for you to ponder." The Seer said and she continued, "Do you know why they call me a Seer, Dreygo?" "You better hurry up, Seer for I am very impatient." Dreygo taunted the Seer while he started to grip the blade in his right hand. The Seer did not even flinch from Dreygo's taunts nor she regarde
Brighver Mountains, Derunia City He walked striking through the heaving trees as he left the Seer's house. It was quiet now and the beauty of the forest sprang as the fog gradually fades. Crows and bats fled the area as no sounds were audible of their cawing and shrieks. The evergreen leaves painted the scene with a combination of brown leaves covering the earth. No more voices, no more hostilities, only a beautiful scent of mountain air and the faint songs of birds. Dreygo clasped his wounded shoulder and blood raced down his arm leaving blood trails on the ground. He knew he was stronger than this. He was not a normal human, a Demon tested in the harshest environments, and he can take a wound like this. But his wound seemed to have worsened each time he gained steps. The pain he felt bit stronger than a normal wound and the sting sprouted from the corners of the open flesh. It was so discomforting. Then he remembered that the blade that struck him was the Ferrum minus. A bane we
Centennia, Heaven World ( A day before) Knock. Knock. Knock. Viriel stood behind the Mahogany door looking to speak with the famous Blacksmith in Centennia, Heaven World. A soft rustling sound was overheard in Viriel's ears and the door opened for a few seconds. A stocky Angel stood before Viriel. His features were old and he had wings like the Angel warriors unlike other souls in Heaven that maintained their humanoid form – wingless. He wore white clothes that covered his whole body and a golden string that served as his belt. Zudkiel was one of the oldest angel warriors who retired a long time ago and was chosen to become a blacksmith. A noble duty to serve the Heavenly supreme. He was the first among the Angel warriors and was deployed as one of the 1st ranks during his stint. He was one of the legendary Angel warriors that have served the heavenly supreme the longest and one who contributed much that molded the foundation of the Heaven world. Zudkiel smiled at first sight of
The tires screeched hard as the car swerved left and right, overtaking traffic along the High way. The accelerator pedal was pressed hard almost kissing the Range Rover’s floor and the Engine hummed hard achieving its full velocity. Viriel drove the Range Rover together with Dreygo in the passenger seat and Elaine at the back. It was a five-hour drive to Meropas and they prayed that they were not too late for Kragus to destroy the Oil rig. Dreygo knew that he can’t stop Kragus in the meantime as Viriel had stipulated this new information. They need to learn how to conjure the Five Forbidden spells of the Heavenly Laws' seventh degree for them to stop Kragus. Secondly, hunt down and eliminate all of Kragus’ six Demon Lords. But Dreygo insisted on still pursuing Kragus for he could not stomach the idea to let Kragus kill innocent people that easily. Viriel knew that two of the Demon Lords came with Kragus on Earth but he had less information on their whereabouts. Their car turned on
Tsi Luen City, Cheena Continent, Earth *** Tsi Luen was a large city of Cheena situated at the center of the vast continent. The said province greatly impacted other regions because of its power and influence. Tsi Luen government usually was driven by the Cheenean Triads and one of them and the most powerful was called the Zi Lok Triad. Zi Lok's arms webbed through Tsi Luen's network of businesses and influential groups that made them untouchable. Money was everything for Zi Lok Triad and they blackmailed people in governance, political authorities, and even the head of the police force through money, injected fear to gain utmost underground power. Drugs and weapons were the best trades this Triad delivered and corrupted every local government that comprised the said province. Tsi Luen police had come to an agreement that never to interfere with Zi Lok's businesses in exchange for healthy compensation. Threatening their loved ones was their specialty, from friends, and direct fam