Later that day. Derek and Aesir thought it necessary to go buy food. It was the remaining money on hand and would probably not be enough but Tiny said she had been considering selling off their comic books and the duo swore that they would bring back food one way or another.
Derek and Aesir sat under the shade of a stall. Aesir pondered what to do to get money, while Derek on the other hand was more concerned about the family history of the Bahitis.
"You still thinking about that stuff?" Aesir asked. Derek had told his companions about the troubling issue with the Bahiti family. Tiny had advised them not to mingle with the issue since it was not their business While Madeline had been bugging about how he was able to see the other Kreem and they couldn't.
"No, not really. Okay, a little bit. I know that there is nothing we can do, but it is quite troubling don't you agree?"
"Ya, it is. I have heard of generational curses but this is the first time ever see
"The wavelength is wrong because he is human!? But... but that is impossible!" Erugard could not believe his ears.This was very impossible. It was like saying a bird and a dog had a child. It was just not possible. There are not the same species. Erugard could not fathom the gravity of her words.But If it was true, and that is if? Then it made a bit of sense. But at the same time, it changed the entire game. He turned to Aaron and saw a look that explained Aaron felt threatened."Well, he should," Erugard thought to himself. It was only natural. If the boy was indeed Levinacks son, then it only meant that Aaron's position as Repono would be questioned.This changed a lot of things. He had to inform Ellen immediately not to kill the boy.Aaron looked at him and could guess his thoughts. "You shouldn't do what I think you want to!""Oh! I think I should. Or do you want the blood of an heir on your hands?" But in his mind,
"Why are you here again?" A voice asked. You are still too weak for me to meet you."I know, I don't know how I know but I do," Derek answered."Get stronger! Your enemies are much... much stronger! the voice said and it suddenly went quiet.Derek slowly opened his eyes. There were two big balls barely wrapped in anything before his eyes. That's not right? These balls were much bigger than usual. He subconsciously reached for them, when he heard an unfamiliar voice, "Master Derek I see you are now awake."He lifted his head up in reflex only to see a cat smiling at him. He screamed and backed away in panic."Aww... that's no way to treat me. Not after the way you buried your head here," She pointed to her chest and gave a wink.Derek backed away until he fell off the bed. "What... what are you?""WHAT AM I!? Now you are just trying to be rude. And I heard you went through a great deal of trouble just to find me," She came down t
"Writers are the weavers of destiny," She pointed to the image holding the rune, "and humans 'lives' their craft." She pointed to the image kneeling down.Derek looked at her with more questions on his mind.She noticed and decided to further explain, "Writers have the power to control runes. Runes are the rules that make up and govern the world.""No, that's not it. I get that part, what I don't understand is the 'craft human lives' part,"She sighed and waved her hand and the images dissipated and formed new ones. It was of a mother holding her baby and strings connecting to the child were attached to each finger of a large palm over their heads."When a mortal is born, eventually maybe overtime or probably immediately for most, it is given a name. When that name has been attached to the soul, the soul automatically sends a record of its naming to a random writer across the plains. The writer is responsible for how the soul turns ou
Derek looked at him in confusion. A lot of what Mr Walter said did not make sense to him. Words like duties, jade throne and even heir.Mr Walter saw the confusion in his face and proceeded to explain. He put his hands behind him and paced around. A habit that was obvious he had whether as a writer or a high school teacher. "There are eleven noble families under the direct rule of the jade throne. Each with its own uniqueness and qualities. Most of them if not all have an affiliation with a certain type of anima that mortals produce. The families in order of power and influence are:House Nathifa-aka The House of PainHouse Ngina-aka The House of PleasureHouse Tomika-aka The House of WrathHouse Waceera-aka The House of SeekersHouse Zora-aka The House of PerfectionHouse Keita-aka The House of TroublesHouse FYnn-aka The House of GreedHouse Gamba-aka The House of StrengthHouse Abbo-aka The House of Preservatio
Bastet clapped her hands, "Okay! and I think that's okay for now. We have been talking for some time now, you must be hungry." "But I am not yet done, there is still a lot he must know about..." Mr Walter protested. "And I agree, but as they say, Rome was definitely not built in a day. Besides the young master has had nothing to eat and must be hungry,". She interrupted him, "Am I right master Derek!?" She looked to Derek. Derek nodded in reluctance. Deep down, he did not want to stop. The lesson was so interesting that he had totally forgotten about food. "Come with me please. Am sure my acolytes have prepared something nice for you." She lead the way out of the library while Derek and Mr Walter followed along. They passed a few doors that lead to a magnificent hall with broad artistically designed tables all around. The hall had chandeliers that did not seem to be connected to the ceiling but just floated high in the air from o
"Sure!" Derek nodded."Good." She touched her long cat ear and a rune appeared close to it. She spoke into it, "Lydia! please bring me a book from the library. World of Runes."A few minutes later, an averagely tall girl walked into the room with a very big book. Big enough that she held it with both hands and still had some difficulty walking. She was very fair-skinned. Fair enough to nearly pale. She wore glasses that sat on her small nose bridge complimenting her cute oval face and deep red lipsShe had on long white socks with a white and black maid outfit that looked a size too small for her very curvy figure. The fabric that covered her torso had two big towers that allowed their edges to peep out, forming a deep cleavage that obviously enjoyed the attention of eyes.If not for her never smiling face, and cold demeanour that subconsciously gave people the feeling of talking to a walking corpse,
"We are going to be addressing basic runes." Bastet continuedThe first of basic runes is the Primary runes. Primary runes are in themselves matter in general. we call them primary runes because there cannot exist or function alone. there has to be an association of other runes like them or different runes for them to take effect. In truth, humans have almost discovered this rune, but they call it an atom and a combination of them, molecules.The next is Foundational runes. There is the string that holds primary runes together. Basically, the force that holds matter together. There are the pillars on which all primary runes stand.The third is Elemental runes. Now these runes as their name implies, are the elements in their purest form. There are divided into Air, Water, Earth, Light, Fire and Lightning. In truth, the last element was not initially thought out to be an element of its own but a subelement. Over a period o
After he was done with Walter, Lydia showed Derek to his room but before she left, he stopped her."Lydia, you said you tracked us for something to be sure it was us that came through the gate right?""Yes, Master Derek. But by the time I came to officially introduce myself, you and your friends had disappeared from the house."Derek raised an eyebrow in questioning and she continued."I came to the house, and the woman that answered the door said she was going to get you. But when she came back, she said you and your friends had already disappeared."Derek thought about it a little. It must have been the time he and his friends went out the window in fear of who was at the door, only to go outside and meet the actual pursuer. What a coincidence."There is something I want to ask you. If you could help me, I would be very grateful." She bowed her head. "Anyth