That morning, the weather was cloudy. It had rained all night in the city. Zidane came out in his thick coat. He hurried into the car, the door of which had already been opened by the driver. The aide sat with the driver in the front. Zidane enjoyed a quiet ride to work with the morning newspaper."Ouch!" Zidane exclaimed in surprise."Gustav, what's wrong?" asked Zidane, surprised that the driver had stopped suddenly. There was a barrier between the driver and Zidane. Zidane didn't know what had caused his driver to stop."A woman...""It's okay, Zidane. Keep going Gustav!" exclaimed James, the assistant.Gustav obeyed James and continued on his way."Shit! Watch out for you!" the woman cursed, staring angrily at the car as it drove away.He dusted himself off from the mud and walked towards the edge. Anger and annoyance were evident in her eyes."What are you doing? How stupid!""You, here?" the woman asked."Where else would you be? My woman suddenly left last night, of course I'm
Zidane looked at the traffic through the large mirror in his office, the dew from the rain still lingering in the mist. His mind wandered far and wide. It had been several days since there was not the slightest trace of Zoe's whereabouts, especially since Ben was still unconscious. What made him feel even more empty was that there had been no notification from his old cell phone for several days. Many times he tried to log in, but the cellphone lit up like any other cellphone. He was not interested in entering the game world, he really felt strange. In fact, he had gone to three places to find out if his old cellphone was broken or not. Just like before, the owner of the cellphone counter even wanted to buy Zidane's old cellphone which they thought was very mysterious and rare.In 1718, the mobile phone originated. A year in which there was no sophistication as sophisticated as a cellphone. It made a big question mark in their minds and wanted to have that strange cellphone."This i
Zidani looked around, there were many people in the room, and they seemed to be groaning in pain. The absence of sufficient lighting made Zidane see burns all over their bodies. Zidane thought, maybe there was actually a fire like some time before. He asked Lea but Lea did not answer him."Zweta, where is she?" asked Zidane wanting to know the whereabouts of the child who looked like Zoe."She passed away three days ago. She passed away three days ago." The sentence Lea said sounded like a whisper, but it was heard very clearly in Zidane's ears and left a great pain. Zidane shook his head quickly, hoping that what Lea was whispering was wrong."You're joking, right? I heard wrong, didn't I? Why, is it the Lord? What's wrong with all of them?""The water source in the village is poisoned, everyone who drinks it is poisoned. But not vomiting itching or fever. Our skin is blistered. And there has been no clean water for days." Lea said that without looking at Zidane. She was more concer
Lea and Zidane looked everywhere for her. But they couldn't find her in the big room. They even walked straight ahead, towards the exit. A beam of light appeared in front of them, about 15 meters away, the light was very bright and dazzling. "What's that light up ahead, Lea?""This is our hiding place Zidane. Out here, it's the same as out there, plantations and villages. In the past, this is where grandmother and the others used to hide when the great plague came, this is also where they used to hide from the Lord.""If there's a village and even a plantation inside here, why not stay inside, Lea? This place seems safer than out there.""There is no truly safe place in this world, Zidane. There isn't. We were born in the village, raised in the village, there are so many memories in there. If we don't protect our village, then who will? We could go somewhere else, hide here, but that wouldn't change anything. Because, we want to survive, this is our land, the land of our ancestors, a
Lea and Zidane followed the grandmother's hurried footsteps. They quickly arrived in front of the entrance gate where Lea had taken Zidane earlier. Some of the village youths were arguing with other villagers. Seeing her coming, they all immediately fell silent. "What's going on? Why did you bother to come all the way here?" Grandmother asked calmly."Nek, the Lord..."One of them wanted to explain what they had come for. However, not yet about to speak, the other one shouted to cut him off."Hey, it's the Sovereign!"All eyes were on Zidane. Especially the youth from the neighboring village. The welcome of their guests didn't seem too pleasant. Zidane himself was surprised, because when he entered Lea's village, the welcome was not like that."No no, he's not the Ruler. His name is Zidane, he comes from a different world, do you still remember his legend? I think it is this child who will destroy all the plagues and also restore peace to the Two Worlds. You haven't forgotten that th
"Who's Grandma? Did I hear you right, you said his name was Ignatius?""Yes, that's right. He's Ignatius, you didn't hear wrong. Do you know him, Zidane?" grandmother looked at Zidane with tears in her eyes.Zidane nodded. His eyes did not leave the painting on the wall."I was 17 at the time, he was 32. He told me that his wife was pregnant and that their baby was going to be a boy. Ignatius, is he your father?""No, he wasn't. He's my grandfather. So it's true, my grandfather came here. Then what happened, grandmother? What happened to Ignatius, did the Lord exist then?" Zidane turned to look at grandmother."Yes, the ruler already exists and his face also looks like Ignatius. did your ancestors also enter here zidane? if ignatius is your grandfather, then the ruler is your ancestor?"Zidane seemed to shake his head as if he didn't know. The origin of this place and even who the Sovereign was was still a mystery. But what he did know was that Ignatius, his grandfather, had helped th
Zidane pricked up his ears to hear more legends of this land. He was curious but reluctant to ask. There were many secrets he didn't know. Including the people who had come so many times and were similar to him.Lea walked first when they reached the shipwreck. The atmosphere was quiet, the sun had fully set. And night was falling. The pitch darkness began to illuminate them as some of them prepared with torches in their hands. The entrance to the ship was under the ground there was a large hole one and a half meters high with a width of 2 M, enough for two adults to enter."Keep your voice up, you don't want the lord of the seas to catch you?" Leon whispered to Han who kept talking.The light of the moonlight went straight into the old sunken ship. The scenery inside was very clear, especially when they pointed the torch there. The place was similar to the original ship still preserved and all parts of the ship looked well maintained and nothing had aged. Especially, all the treasur
"No!" Lea shouted out in the middle of the ocean, making everyone look at her. Then everyone realized that Zidane, the savior inscribed in the history of the ancestors had returned and could not accompany them."Lea, what now? Can we make it? Do we just go home?" asked Han a little worried, he was in the same canoe with Lea and Zidane. Though his face was a little anxious especially suddenly, the sea waves were suddenly as calm as on land."No, with or without Zidane we're still going. We've got the king and queen's cup. We're also in the middle of the ocean. If we delay today, then we'll have to wait for the full moon, which won't be long. While we have taken the king and queen's cup, hurry up, don't waste time, let's row the canoe to the middle, more middle!" said Lea still with her decision.All eyes looked at each other, her fellow travel companions. What Lea said was true, they were already too tired to go home. But seeing their personnel lacking one, let alone her considerable s