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Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
And there he was. Castar saw a man with a golden spear come up behind Baraka from nowhere and ram the spear through his back into his chest. Baraka coughed blood as he fell to his knees and let go of Era. Castar broke free from the position he was trapped in at that moment and ran to Era to see if she was alright. She only had bruises on her neck."Are you alright?" Callagh asked and Era nodded, massaging her neck."Who is that?" Castar whispered into Era's ear, referring to the man with the golden staff."Callagh," she said, and he heaved a sigh of relief. He pulled her back to her feet, and they both watched as he plunged the spear into Baraka's chest for the second time. The light in Baraka's eyes went out, and they resumed their normal color. His mouth was open and a yellowish smoke escaped from his mouth. Callagh knelt beside him and pulled his eyelids shut.Era walked up to him and looked down at Baraka's body."He's dead, is not he?" she asked, and he nodded."That means Castar
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The reddening of the eyes killed the green light in his eyes permanently. It was a change. A kranian who had red eyes is one that had taken a soul. It is a significant aspect of coming of age.Malak smelled the blood on the blade and smiled. His eyes were no longer the usual shade of brown - his normal eye colour - but had turned red like Baraka's (when he was not hosting). Malak was in full control. His grief was gone, the pain, the guilt, the conscience, everything was gone.He knelt beside Baraka's body and placed two fingers on his forehead, reviving him. It seemed Callagh only killed the soul Baraka was hosting and not Baraka's own soul. A Kranian who was hosting another soul would have needed to be killed twice.Baraka opened his eyes and his wounds were healed. The psychís glowed as Baraka sat up, and the red light in his eyes was rekindled."Malak! You are now worthy to be called Varata's son," Baraka said to him and Malak nodded."I am sorry you lost your brother's soul, but
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Malak embraced the man standing before him in contempt. He could not help but see the resemblances between him and Varata, and it made him wonder how he ever called Aldéris his father. Their height was exactly the same, the jaw, and the nose were the most significant features their faces had in common. He looked at Varata and he can only see himself aging to become the man standing in his front.The sounds of the whistling winds had not stopped. The dust, swirling, and the clouds covering the rising sun. The dawn had just made its way out in a flash of time, even as it took its normal course, the events that occurred might have probably fastened things to everyone present at Kin hill."My son, my true son," Varata said to Malak and his voice trembled. His voice was cold and threatening, even as he was speaking to his beloved son. That was his happiest moment, and he was extremely joyful, but that was Varata. He could not have sounded happier.Varata was the most feared Kranian in his
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
[ 7 D A Y S L A T E R ]E A S T L A N DD I G A R[ S Y R N E M P I R E ]SAO'MA'S QUARTER ★ ★ ★ ★The man in the brown robe with a thick cloak over his head strolled through the dimly lit passage of the palace, leading to his master's quarters. The SYRN Empire was the only Empire in Eastland. It was situated deep in the land which laid far to the north of Hularis. It stretched over almost half of Digar, which was to the north of Hularis, and it stretched on to leave the sight of its walls near the border of which it shared with Kin. As mighty as the empire was, the northern boundary was closest to Kin hill, and even as it was a bit far off from the empire, it remained the first land for any foot to meet when crossing over the northern border. . .The syrn empire was ruled by the Lord of the East, known as Sào'Ma. He was a powerful man that became stronger and stronger in the last 20 years, especially with the absence of the Kranìans. Over the years,he remained the only ruler in t
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
The growling, and every intimidation that came with it, caused him to shiver. Isher had been here for several days since Malak ordered for him, along with his cohorts that came after him that very day, to be caged. . .Isher was a man of great pride, and he hated the fact that he was made to step so low, to the point where his own pathetic brother could now decide his fate. What he was failing to understand was that Castar was the weakling, and Malak was twice as proud as Isher himself. . .Isher's pain was not coming from the fact that there were captured and thrown into a cage made of sharp spines and guarded by kranians. His pain was coming from the fact that it was his brother who had the power to do that to him. He preferred it when Castar was a weakling so that he could make use of it and humiliate him, taking advantage of the fact that castar was an unwanted member of his family. He enjoyed torturing him. . .The cage was made from strong wood that bore giant spines that were a
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
The silence. . .The very nation of the crania. . .A huge assembly that covered the entire land space that was commonly called Kin since it bore the great hill known as kin. The entire tribe of Krania that fell off the portal that opened in the sky, gathered around on this special day. The day that Malak would assume his full position as the leader and the ruler of the great and powerful tribe of krania.There were men, women, and the young, but all of them had assumed the age of majority and were of age as the kranian law, had described the coming of age to be. This was due to the fact that at the other side, across the boundary, at the place where they were trapped known as nero spilia, they guardians of the boundary had put in place a substance that was able to stop them from giving birth and multiplying.The guardians had realised that if they had failed to put that substance in place, the population of the kranians would have increased outrageously and with that, the increase wo
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
"Behold! The Ceta Otiris, Malak!" Baraka said at the top of his voice and while he spoke, Malak flaunted as he stretched his hands sideways and walked around the hilltop to show himself to everyone all over again. The sacrifice was complete, the ritual had been concluded, and Malak had assumed his full position as the Ceta Otiris. Varata was extremely proud of his son, even though it was from him the title was taken. The Potrans kept watching from afar. They were patient enough to have watched from the very beginning of the ritual to the end. They saw everything. They saw the use of black magic, and the dark objects, and as they watched all these, their mouths were wide open. Malak was done showing off himself to the crowd of kranians, and what was left of him to do at the top of the mountain was to give a speech to the people. This was supposed to be his first speech to the Kranians as the Ceta Otiris. . .He stood still at the edge of the hilltop and glance down at the slope to ge
Origin: Rooted Within CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
L A K E O F Z U B R I S. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[ T R I N I K A, M E T R A ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .K I T A’S H U T. . . . . . . . . . . . . .The night wind whistled gently across the top of the small lake, clouded with several stones. The lake basked under the moonlight and its bright light made the lake sparkle like it had a touch of magic, but it was only a mere lake with mundane water. . .Surrounded by the deep wild trees and shrubs was the lake, but it was not the only thing that stood within this pile. There was one more thing that was not green, although, built from wood.There was a tiny, yet beautiful house that sat at most 20 steps away from the shore of the lake. It was as wild as the wilderness it stood in, with lots and lots of creeping plants and trees winding their stalks around it.The inside was no different; it was shadowy, and they were different herbal plants growing in several vases that sat up on the shel
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