The forest. The forest of the ancient, resurrected dragon, had remained at peace, still. The anciency intact and the silence and the solemness remained. The clouds were still gray, but it had still perfectly completed the green under. The cave had remained with its purpose. To keep Aden safe, while everything ravaged on. A fight he did not even know the scale of. A war to end all things—or to fix it.
Aden had almost curled up so hard that he would almost hit his head on the ground. He continued to grit his teeth and close his eyes in constant pain. Unimaginable pain. It wasn’t in his body. It was sort of... mental. His soul was reshaping. Purposely burning to become better. It was how he explained it. It was how the void had taught him to explain it.
Everything was coming back to him. He in no sense a god, but he felt like he was slowly learning how to be one—with all the memories, knowledges, and power that was coming back to him. Aden, it seemed, wa
The afternoon birds sang across the now-timid wind moving across the forest. Their tune—their chirping—now set to a mood of watching? And waiting? It gave off thee sense that the forest itself was humbly the audience of Leven and Aden. In the distance, a faint sound of the river could be heard. Then the occasional bend of the trees and the flow of the leaves as the wind met them. Light seeped into the forest cave.Then the handgun sang. The cave boomed with the gunfire’s vibration, and the singing birds were now sent flying away. The distant sunlight from the sun, now challenged by the simple break of gunpowder.Leven’s eyes had widened. He unconsciously had parted his lips… as if to say: How could you? Almost instantly. As he watched his own blood spray away from his body, onto the fresh flat floor of the temple. Aden pulled the trigger again.The shot whizzed through him, piercing Leven’s lower chest. He stumbled down and c
The Kadlum clan was practically the Urrutia clan. For so long, decades and generations long, it was the Urrutia that had always kept the tribe safe. When it was time for Alice’s father to take the place of Datu, the circle of the tribes was at its peak of peace and unity. The peak of understanding. Alice could still remember the day he held her hand when she was just a small child, as they went to one of the most important tribal councils in her father’s life. At the time, she had no idea. But she remembered and realized now. That was the day the clans properly agreed on peace and unity. An agreement to halt their own advances and intentions for the throne, and live as equals instead. The gods would live in prosperity and take on different cities and areas around the place to take hold and flourish. And they were going to do this, until a better way would be established to put a god on the throne. They were starting order. But little did poor Alice know: she was one of t
Alice never really knew why it all came apart. Why it had to go the way it had. Wasn’t it just right, she thought. Wasn’t it just right for the peace to continue? Yet there they were, scarred and damaged by the people they thought would do anything to protect the accord. Bayi, for that matter. “I thought you’d keep to the treaty,” Alice said, as she raised a finger to touch the memory of the god-creature in front of her. “You, of all people,” she said. “But it doesn’t matter anymore. You’re as good as dead. You and your ‘safety’ around you.”Despite, Alice’s feelings, the memory still continued to play. Her head turned back to her father as he brought the agenda to the rest of the god council. Perhaps, she thought, the very first one since centuries.At the center was a round table. “Shall we sit?” her father said, motioning for the stone table in front of them. “Now,&
The morning was slowly shattering. Its rays of the sun gradually fading away as it gave way to the moon. The clouds were losing its yellow shade, but the sun was still there. As the cave had slowly lost its radiance, so too did Alice leave the place. She had asked for power. More power, that is. Kadlum did not complain. “Go,” Kadlum said. “Go and make things right for us. We both want the future the path paved for us, Alice. Make it happen.”Alice’s sharp footsteps echoed across the hallway of the gods as the statue platform at the center lost the human presence—now once again confined within the guardian waterfalls and cave darkness that had always been with it. The darkness seemed to follow her, trail and trace her tracks as she walked towards the exit. Or maybe, it was the other way around. As she went for the exit, maybe the light was going out with her, too. Either way, the temple was to be left alone again.As she crossed the s
Miko paced around the dark, barely-lighted room in the house. He had imagined, Alice and Lyle had already gone to Quezon City when he received the call. Under the lonely ambience of the unknown-filled night, within the walls that had bred nothing but worry and concern, Miko’s phone rang and summoned its screen. He pulled it out of his pocket. “Mark,” it said. The police. Miko furrowed his eyebrows and gave a sigh, then answered the call. “Mark,” he said.“Miko?” said the voice at the other end. “You gotta see this…”When Alice and Lyle were off to bring hell on the other side, Miko had endeavored to fix it. Nothing good was coming out of this, he thought to himself. He left the Kadlum to guard the place, and everything else in Cavite, as he made his way to another part of the city. A morgue.As he drove off deeper into the urban heart of Cavite, the presence of the bright full moon hanged above him. A
Miko was leaning back against the only black object within the thick forest: his car. It was a welcome addition to the otherwise lonely and forever-shade of green, though. The morning light shined down on him and his misplaced car in the green forest quite comfortably. It’s the warmest feeling he had had for a while—both physically and mentally. The past few days weren’t that ‘welcoming’ to him. After all, it was only just a week after Alice and Lyle killed Brian. He blocked the shining sun with his hand and grunted. Where are they? He asked himself in his head.Alice and Lyle lied low and hid themselves from the public for seven days. After what happened, Miko couldn’t afford any chances If they just strolled around the city. It was going to be the first time the trio were going to meet since… since Brian Mendoza.The birds chirped around him with the most ignorant of tones, oblivious to the world around them. Miko wondered i
Miko was leaning back against the only black object within the thick forest: his car. It was a welcome addition to the otherwise lonely and forever-shade of green, though. The morning light shined down on him and his misplaced car in the green forest quite comfortably. It’s the warmest feeling he had had for a while—both physically and mentally. The past few days weren’t that ‘welcoming’ to him. After all, it was only just a week after Alice and Lyle killed Brian. He blocked the shining sun with his hand and grunted. Where are they? He asked himself in his head.Alice and Lyle lied low and hid themselves from the public for seven days. After what happened, Miko couldn’t afford any chances If they just strolled around the city. It was going to be the first time the trio were going to meet since… since Brian Mendoza.The birds chirped around him with the most ignorant of tones, oblivious to the world around them. Miko wondered i
The wind blew louder here, on the upper part of the mountains. As they got closer and closer to their destination, so did the air now feel a little cooler. They could see the evidence in the dancing of the trees and the bending of the shrubbery around them. Steps were taken lightly and slowly, their feet treading on reverent soil that was still—like the temple—familiar to them at least. They would occasionally stop, look ahead of them to see what kind of scenery had now been summoned by the mountains for them.Alice would stay the longest, while Miko and Lyle would walk past here and continue the flow of the breeze towards the village in the mountain. She’d take a few seconds, to breathe it all in while she was in the mountain. It was quite something that she had always been proud of with herself. She’d gone through her titans of sins, and her mistakes have led to the deaths of the innocents. And many have wronged her in the past. But she never failed
Alice was back in her home in the town of Urrutia. It was still too early to come out of hiding. Their enemies, the other clans that Ledanai’i stirred to war, were still waiting for them. She missed Cavite, and the other places she used to freely go to. The silence in the room she was in was able to push her to that remembrance. Dante, she sat there on her bed thinking. Are you happy? Was this what we wanted? A crash before the growth of something else? Did I do it? Was I successful? It had completely been a year since his death.Alice buried her face in her palms. She was tired, but now she had rest waiting for her. A little break before a few more. Where does this lead to?She lifted her head from her palms, and checked the tattoo on her arm. It was still burning: the new one. She recognized the symbols immediately. There was a dragon, a hound, and a deer… fighting. It was the first new tattoo the Void had given her sin
The village deep in the forest had not taken lightly to the news that Nukasuni was dead. To pay respects, and even more than that, they were silent and inside their homes. A great bonfire was lit just outside the village.Aden stood on top of the cliff, as always. Maria wasn’t there with him. Instead, it was Alice who he saw and he heard the footsteps.“Are you finally here to kill me?” Aden asked.Alice stared back in silence, but her eyes did not show surprise. She narrowed her eyes on him. “I find that you’re of better use to us alive. Besides, I know there’s still one more thing you need to do. I know that’ll benefit us.”Aden nodded. “My family. They’re alive.”Alice nodded back, with a slight smile. “Are you really going there?”“They’re alive,” Aden replied. “And I have questions.”Alice scoffed, then shook her head.
They coughed through the wave of dust and smoke. Alice and Lyle were closest to the crash. Lyle supported her sister while he tried to dispel the thick dust and smoke with his hand. Aden walked slowly along their direction. The last thing he saw were the antlers striking through Nukasuni’s body.Then, finally, the air’s curtains slowly withered. As if joining the thick layer’s erasure, the clouds from above had also moved past the island, allowing for the blue sky and the shining sun to strike through them.It was clear, now. And they were looking at Ledanai’i’s lifeless body, then to Nukasuni’s as well. The dragon was almost out of breath. The three stood beside the dragon, looking helplessly at the life-taking wounds in his body.Nukasuni, gasping for little air, still managed to lift his head not to look at that the three, but to stare back at Ledanai’i. The deer had no life in it left, not after the broken antler tha
“Hold the line! Remember the choke points! And wait for my signal!” Lyle exclaimed into the radio wrapped on his wrist, connected to his earpiece. There were stragglers, those who managed to avoid their ambushing force. Lyle and Aden made quick work of them. The rest of the Ledanai’i were pinned down, pushed away farther and farther from what now was the gods’ arena.“We’re not gonna hold much longer, Alice,” added Lyle. “This better work.”Alice heaved and raced for her breath. “It will.” She coughed, and closed her eyes. Sparks of lightning, little by little, gathered around her. Her tattoo glowed.Lyle watched the scene then focused back to the choke points. “Let’s give her more time,” he radioed again.“I’ll support the front,” Aden said, rushing to that direction. “You got this, Lyle?”There were three more stragglers in view, abou
“Nukasuni!” Ledanai’i howled, her back on the ground while she struggled to stare at the burning images of Nukasuni and Kadlum. Compared to the form Ledanai’i took, Nukasuni and Kadlum seemed like giants to her. But…Come on, show yourself, Alice thought. She waited, as she untied the guards with her. Where’s that goddess?Lyle and Aden dashed towards Alice in the center while the Ledanai’i were pinned down by the attack. “How’s it feel to best a goddess in mind control?” Aden said.Alice chuckled. Before infiltrating the temple, Aden had taught her how to recognize when someone was trying to influence and corrupt the mind. Although it had almost overcome Alice, that slight second of recognition and preparation made it all possible. “The Ledanai’i at the port?” asked Alice.“Dead,” replied Aden. “All dead.”Alice nodded back as s
Three days ago…Replacing the ambient noise of the humming engine was the crackling of the large fire ahead. It was concentrated, far from harming the trees surrounding it. It was encircled by the forest, but it was just a little far enough so the leaves wouldn’t catch fire. It wasn’t a bonfire, no. Aden and Alice walked closer. The crackling was now matched with intense heat. It was a deep depression on the ground, almost like a freshly-dug mass grave. Only, the grave it was housing was that of the embers of the fire.Aden stepped closer to the fire, examining the concentrated flames bursting from within the ground. Alice had not followed him. Instead, she stood far behind Aden in the cover of the trees.A few more seconds, and then Aden heard more than just crackling in the fire. Left and right, from within the shrubbery… movement. Aden looked to the sound. He sighed, as the figures came to light. “We were never here fo
“You?” Alice said under her breath. She had had her fair share of meetings with gods and goddesses. But, this was different. She narrowed her eyes at her even more. “Ledanai’i?”The tall woman chuckled softly at her. “You were expecting something else?” Her eyes twinkled against the morning light.Alice remained silent. She gripped the jar of ashes tightly.Ledanai’i noticed the sudden shift in her grip. She looked down on the jar and looked at it with motherly glance. She chuckled. “Ailan’s eyes… you’ve finally come back to me, my child.” She tried to reach out to caress the jar, but Alice slightly jerked the jar away. They met eyes again.Ledanai’i smirked. “I understand.” She blinked softly, then sighed. “How is Kadlum?”“Alive,” Alice broke her silence. “But not so much as to give you his regards,” Alice cocked he
As Alice and Karel walked across the paved road towards the island’s centre, the temple, she felt more uneasy. Like the stone pillars from before, the structures that trailed beside the roads were of ancient origin. They were either built for shorter people, or just people with limited resources in an early civilization. They were ruins, traced with squarish patterns of demons and ill kind as engravings. The stone they used to make it was so old the color had seemed to fade. But the Ledanai’i didn’t stop using them. Instead of building newer buildings, they utilized the old ones and repaired them with their own resources. Still, looking at the mix of ancient and modern architecture in one building, Alice felt uncomfortable. She was looking at something new and strange to her, and she had no way of guessing how to understand it. The Ledanai’i, indeed, weren’t just people. Some of them… hardly blinked. All of them were harrowingly quiet ex
‘The Wanderer’s Pier’ was the what they called it. It was a small hidden docks detached so far from civilization that Alice and her men needed several local guides from the remote villages. When they arrived, a handful of Ledanai’i’s men were already waiting in the area. They sat on wooden boxes and crates, and some were inside the small hut stationed beside the pier. Beyond the pier, though, it was all just fog. It was a gassy curtain thickly obscuring whatever awaited across the water.One of Ledanai’i’s men—the one in charge—stood up from the rubble of crates and eyed Alice scrutinizingly. He frowned and raised an eyebrow at her, lifting his head upwards as if to match Alice’s postural aura, but Alice was naturally taller and more intimidating. “You must be Alice Buenaventura,” he said.“The fact that you’re asking that means the man I need to be talking to isn’t here,” A