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2024-10-29 19:42:56Since he was not used to parties and ceremonies, the murmurs in the hall blotted the ease that once napped on his shoulders, making him change his weight on his chair to lessen the discomfort. It made him wonder how much time people wasted on luxury when they could spend the same amount of time making inventions and impacting the lives of the society and country. What would his father say? Did he like parties too? No, that was impossible. He had known Claudius since he could breathe. The man rarely never talks about parties. It was the same reason why Damian cannot understand birthdays. He had never celebrated one himself. It was a waste of time and resources. And time was precious. If people could hold on to every moment of their lives, they would discover how many millions they could make, instead of parting and wasting their lives.
Dorin veered the air pipe on his nose and returned his att
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Of course, the story differed from what his father had told him. But staring blankly at the wall, Dorin could not deny the similarities between the two narratives. Perhaps the farmer in the story should have taken the power and restored his child’s life, instead of giving up his soul totally to the dark side. Thinking about it also made him wonder if that would be the case if his father decides to play the mysterious cards. They were scientists and science deals with facts. However strange it sounds, it still troubles him that he was beginning to believe in mysteries, in demons and creatures of the night. After what they had seen on their way to Emron. Could it be that the stories he had heard as a child were real? Could it be that darkness was creeping into the world and making people its slave? If that was the case, then there must be something which nobody was seeing. There must be something which the firstborns were hiding from
ELIXA CHAPTER 14
Kristen jumped on her bed and flipped the lid of her laptop. Something gave out a loud thud and she had to look at the floor only to realize that she had tossed her bag on the wooden surface without thinking. She could feel the hotness of her breath as it escaped through her nostrils. It was cold outside, yet sweat strolled down her nape, adding more discomfort to her troubled soul. It was as if the oxygen reaching her lungs was not enough. She shifted her air pipe just to make sure. Until then, she didn’t realize how badly her hands were shaking. Cazlin had mentioned something about excitement and anxiety, she wasn’t sure if he was telling the truth. Not that she was in denial, just that she could not admit the fact in his presence. The feeling was odd. She should be afraid and look for an alternative method to solve the issues. That was not the case. Instead, the thought of getting to the end of whatever it was that was bug
ELIXA CHAPTER 15
Leaving home and wandering into a foreign world did not create monsters in his dream. It was the inkling of sleeping and hoping to wake to the constant yell of Granny and the smiling face of Fred that had distressed him. It was agony, sleeping and waking, only to realize that he would not see Fred or Granny again. Days have gone by and each time he asked these people about Fred, they had this silly way of laughing at him as if the name of his brother was the funniest thing they’ve ever heard. And escaping was difficult, especially with the titanium and explosive they’ve plugged under his clavicle bone. He still could not figure out how the explosives work. Before now, he thought it was a bluff until he had felt a strange pain through his spine. Aaron had warned him of the implications. The almond-coloured eyed man always went about his business, ignoring Damian most of the time, or that's what he wanted Damian to think. For s
ELIXA CHAPTER 16
The dazzling light that shone about her was harsh, and for a moment, she could only taste dust and sand on her taste bud. Her head ached too, together with her shoulders which held the weight of the world on them. She tried to stand, yet her wobbling hands and feet would not carry the weight of her body. It took two attempts before she staggered to her knees. Standing was difficult. The spot felt comfortable too and had the grace of easing the weakness in her body. A voice at the back of her head advised she remained there. Maybe it would take away the sadness and the hopelessness which resided in her bones. Taking a deep breath, she closed and opened her eyes. The feeling was familiar, but she hated it. The last time she felt like this was the day her parents passed on. That same night had left her with emptiness and memories. The urge to remain here and cry her heart out was becoming appealing. She breathed in again. Life had its ups and downs and If she was going to give up, it wa
ELIXA CHAPTER 17
Catherine had said something about crossing the west, to enable them to meander through the stones and navigate away from the Dweller's Den. It would take another day or two to get back on course, yet she had forced the captain to change direction even though the man had protested. Damian could only make guesses. From what they had said about the Dwellers, it was obvious that they were people who the hunters really wouldn't want to make any fuss with. Even Alex, in his proud, self-egocentric poise had shivered at the mere mention of the Dwellers. The man had a stone feeling and for something to scare him?Damian shivered. It happens that the Dwellers and the hunters were of the same tribe. But the long quarrel had left both parties splitting. As shameful as Aaron had presented it, the Hunters kept saying that they were the ones who had the right to protect the gate and had kept it stand
ELIXA CHAPTER 18
If this were to be a town or city, then, The Grave of Orphans would have been the dumbest name in the entire Nine Rings. But now, it turns out to be a stream of wasteland, stretching towards the hands of the earth and lowering its ugly head as they gawk in mockery at anything that has life. Kristen has read some of the books in Freetown, this waste was once the birthplace of a powerful dynasty. The kingdom of the most feared creature in the history of the people. It used to be the center of tourism and the birth of the scientific world. She had even read somewhere that the tree of the Silverton, stood in the middle, and could be seen anywhere in the nine rings. Too bad all those wonderful tales have become an illusion, replaced now by sand and dust, with air so harsh it could almost choke. It was a clear definition of what greed and the quest for power could do to the world.“Walk on th
ELIXA CHAPTER 19
“Hunters!” Austin screamed as he hurried out of the deck. His hood floated away from his shoulders, as he drew out two pistols. “Men on me. Aim for the shining crystal.”Random feet followed his orders as they trampled the wooden floor. The gray hunter’s uniform marked their meanness and sturdy features. On their hands were guns of different shapes and designs, but mostly shaped like a P900.“The quickest way to die is to run away. Take courage and fight for your goddamn lives” Austin screamed again as he took position on the reel. His men followed his lead, waiting for the dust that kept rising to the heavens. Whatever was causing the sandstorm was not something anyone was taking lightly. Aaron had said something about not screaming or making a noise, but Damian was not so sure, since the man had hu
ELIXA CHAPTER 20
Silence passed from one end of the hall to the next, flushing its serenity on the face of the people who sat on the chairs, with their thoughts almost crawling on the marbled floor. They were eight in number, men and women, each an ambassador of their country. While their skin color gave the distinction in race and language, their mode of dressing also stood as a unanimous code, buttressing the difference that now stood as one. They were the power of the kingdom, the very force that held the world and kept it from crumbling. No decision passed without their notice, and no law was made without their decision. From the far side of Caudlin to Bel Haven and to Emron itself. Northerners and Wetlanders. The only absent seat was the one whom nobody was talking about. Arthesia. Those highlanders had departed from the council a long time ago and had forgotten what it means to be in unity with their fellow men. They were regarded as outlaws, men who worshiped and ruled themselves.“Present your
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"How can this be? All of it is impossible. It’s so absurd?" Nina fell on the couch, too tired to think. Her heart was aching and her world spun with confusion. It happened so fast. One moment she was delighted to be home, to be celebrating with her father the Emperor of the nine rings. And then, like a flash of lightning, it was all gone, replaced by a nightmare she had never had. How could this be? Where was good fortune when she needed it the most?"I don't have the answers you seek, Nina. But I must warn you, you must lie low, for now, everyone wants your head. They think you killed the Emperor." Rodian said unfazed by her sob and uneasiness."How can I possibly kill my father? It doesn't make sense.""Many would do that to ascend the throne. There is nothing man cannot do for the quest of pow
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CHAPTER 84
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CHAPTER 81
Numerous hoverbikes and air shuttles covered the air as the parade continued through the streets. It was almost impossible to see the rays of the morning sun which sat in the sky like a yellow lens. The palace guards had taken the front and the rear, leaving the side and the middle to the able hands of the garrison. They were heavily armed, and their watchful eyes were attentive to pick out any possible threat. They kept watching the tall buildings, the streets and the crowd. It was the best they could do, they were the best in their jobs, and times like this call for their attention and professionalism. This was one of its kind. It was the golden jubilee of the Emperor, 50 years since he sat on the throne and ruled the nine rings with power and a rod of fire. Compared to his predecessors, he was an angel, but none of them had lived up to his age. None had sat on the throne this long and none had conquered more kingdoms or held so much p
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CHAPTER 80
The noise from the founders had quieted down, replaced now with a silence that could only be found in a ghost town. Even the courtroom looked empty and gloomy, from the tongue of light that created circular shadows. One look and one would think the room is empty; there were at least sixty-five thousand Founders who had gathered here, to witness this once-in-a-lifetime event. According to Catherine, the founders had a legend and prophecy in their land. It was a lost legend that would shape their lives and restore the balance to their nation. But after so many years, some of them were beginning to lose hope in the prophecy. Some have called it a joke and would laugh it away whenever it was mentioned. That was the reason why so many believers were enthusiastic. The unbelievers, well, they still held that doubt in their faces. Nothing about them has changed much.Kristen sat among the audience, b
