“Lucius?” Lydia tentatively called out to her son. She could see the resemblance between herself and him, it was so uncanny. She was afraid that he would disappear from her sight if she blinked, she didn’t even notice the tears rolling down her cheeks.“Mum.” Rhys instinctively called out to her, he walked closer to Lydia before hugging her. At that moment, he found something he had been searching for so long. He found a home. He didn’t know how long he had been hugging her but when they broke the hug, Lydia kept kissing him on his face, she could not believe that her child was back in her arms. Rhys didn’t notice the tears as they rolled down his cheeks. “You are back to mother, can you forgive mother for not taking care you, mother was so useless that she couldn’t find you after so many years. Can you forgive me?”The stress of the past few years had changed his mother a lot coupled with the poison in her. He could see the wrinkles in her face and how grey hair spotted her strawb
Harrison Fernandez, the patriarch of the Fernandez family shed tears in the presence of others ignoring his image and what anyone might think of him if they ever found out about it. “Good child, you were able to find your way back home. This is impressive.”They separated after a while, Harrison was grinning that his eyes turned into slits. “You have a lot to tell us, do not worry about how long it would take, the old man is ready to listen to the tales from his grandson. “It is nothing much-”As Rhys was about to continue, they heard the sound of coughing. It was no one but his mother, he rushed back to her side, gently patting her. “The poison is getting worse,” Rhys mumbled to himself.As if on cue, Lydia coughed out blood before she passed out in Rhys arms. Rhys was moved to tears as he realized how petite and pale his mother was. His grandfather and father were already panicking. “Where is Damien? Why is he not here?!” Harrison thundered at his son.Alessandro was already dialin
“But since you are here, we can easily get rid of the child insect without killing it’s mother. All you have to do is refine an elixir.” Rio yawned as he completes his words, he was already feeling drowsy.“How many drops of water should I use to dilute one drop of the lake water.” “A hundred drops.”“That many?” Rhys was surprised, he hadn’t realized how potent the lake water was. “You have not trained your martial arts, not have you cultivated your internal force so I’ll help you in refining the elixir.” Rio said.Rhys was appreciative, he rushed into one of the small houses that he had not noticed when he first appeared in the space. Inside, he found basic items and grabbed a bowl. He carefully measured one hundred drops of water to the bowl, he had gotten the hundredth drop when Rio rushed in with a loud cry. “Why do you have to take my water, why don’t you create yours?”Rhys ignored most of what Rio said since he didn’t really understand and time was running out. He was rushin
All of a sudden, Lydia’s body became cold, her face pale and her lips blue. From where he was sitting beside her, Rhys could feel the cold emanating from her body, “Mum?” He shook her quite a few times but there was no response from her… the only possibility was that she was-Lydia started coughing, before she opened her eyes, Rhys had brought her back to the normal world. Her body temperature returned back to normal, her body had very obvious changes like her hair were longer and sifter, she looked like she was in her late twenties. “Now I know where I got my looks from.” He instantly understood that the poison in her must have triggered the sudden changes in her appearance too.“Son??” Lydia’s eyelids fluttered open, her eyes were vibrant and fill of life. She slowly sat up on the bed. “Mum, I cured the poison in you.” Rhys gave her a meaningful look.“What are you-” Her eyes fell on a wardrobe but the most important thing was there was a mirror right in front. “Is that me?” Lydia
Rhys didn’t have any good feeling about this Chris, and from the way Lydia had addressed him, he realized that it was his uncle. Christopher coughed lightly to bury the nervousness in his heart. “Of course I’m happy. Sister in law’s recovery is a blessing to the family But I’m curious about who you are? What does an outsider want from the Fernandez family, money? Power?” He sneered at Rhys. “Shut up Christopher Fernandez!” Grandpa Harrison lost his temper at his oldest son. “ How dare you speak to our benefactor in that manner?”“Benefactor?” He was perplexed.“Of course, this person here is the one who healed Lydia,” Alessandro hugged his wife warmly. “He is our benefactor and no matter what he requests, I’ll do my best to fulfill them.”Rhys almost laughed, he was trying to see what his father and grandfather were playing at.Christopher was still not convinced, he knew how dire Lydia’s situation was but seeing her hale and healthy was a huge blow. “Then how did you do it? How can
As soon as he walked in, Malia’s eyes was on him as if she was expecting him. Rhys was taken aback, it was too late to turn around and leave so he could only walk in with a sigh. ‘I didn’t expect to meet them so soon. I wonder what they want this time?’ His wife Malia stood from her chair, and walked over to him, a sexy little strut in her steps that had Rhys rolling his eyes. She approached him slowly, she had a smile on her face, a pout on her red painted lips and a dress that hugged her figure. Malia leaned forward as she was standing before Rhys, her floral perfume washed over him and he recoiled back. She pouted softly. Rhys rolled his eyes at her special appearance and was glad to note that he didn't feel a shred of attraction to the beautiful body that held the devious mind. “Rhys, I’m so sorry for what happened yesterday, Grandmother has warned about being rude to you, I promise that it would never happen again.” Her eyes were down casted as if she was genuinely apologizing
Rhys was oblivious of the thoughts and plots going on in Malia’s head and even if he was aware, he won’t be bothered, knowing that there was hardly anything she could do that would affect him. As he returned to his room, he laid back on the bed, then quickly entered the interdimensional space to see Rio harvesting some herbs. As the little spirit notices his presence, he ran towards Rhys, bursting into tears. “Master! Did you forget all about me?”Rhys tried not to burst into laughter, upon hearing his childish tone. “No I did not, why would you say that?” “Master where is the chicken?” Rio asked with an aggrieved expression on his face.“Uh?” Rhys contemplated on what to say to placate him. “I didn’t forget about it.”“Then where is it?” Rio looked around suspiciously.“I left it in the outside world.” Rhys had no other choice but to lie with a straight face.Rio gave him a disbelieving look before bursting into tears. “Master doesn’t like me anymore, you want to replace me.”Rhys
Rhys had the best sleep of his life that night, as soon as he woke up, he started packing his measly person items into a duffle bag, he took a document from one of the cupboards. With a smile, he signed his name on the document. “There is going to be a big show today, there’s no reason for me to return here.” He had no sentimental feeling for the Meyers family.“Master.” He heard an aggrieved tone in his mind. He almost laughed, he had forgotten about Rio again. Rhys let’s out a sigh, he then imagined bringing Rio out of the space. A young boy suddenly lands on the bed with tearstained face. He was about to let out a cry when he noticed the difference in his surrounding. “I’m out!” Rio tried to get to the door by teleporting but soon realized that he couldn’t do it.As Rio fell on the ground, Rhys burst into laughter, noticing his intentions. “You are now like a mortal child out here, let’s get out of here and get you the chicken you keep insisting on.”“Yes master. If anyone asks y
And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought with his life.Rhys was a force to be reckoned with, his fists flying as he took on Nikolai, Christopher, and Atlas. The three men were no match for his skill and determination, and soon they were all on the ground, defeated. Rhys didn’t even notice Elena, who was tied up and helpless, tears streaming down her face. She couldn’t believe her ears as she heard Rhys’ voice, strong and confident, as he fought for his life.“Rhys?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.But Rhys didn’t hear her. He was too busy taking down his enemies, his focus solely on the task at hand.Elena’s heart ached as she watched Rhys, her love for him overflowing. She had thought she would never see him again, and yet here he was. She struggled against her bonds, trying to break free, but they were too tight. She was trapped, unable to move or escape.And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought for his life. She knew that he was stron
The helplessness was suffocating, crushing her beneath its weight. Nikolai gloated, his eyes gleaming with triumph. “You see, I’ve always wanted to gain control of the Fernandez family. And now, with you in my grasp, I can finally do it.”Christopher stepped forward, his eyes cold and calculating. “Yes, Lydia, you’re a valuable pawn in our game. And soon, you’ll be nothing more than a memory.”Lydia’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that Christopher was a traitor, a betrayer of the worst kind. The revelation was like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless and reeling. “You’re a monster,” she spat, her voice muffled by the gag.Christopher just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, Lydia, you have no idea what I’m capable of. I’ve been playing a long game, and you’re just a small part of it.”Nikolai chuckled, his eyes gleaming with approval. “Yes, Christopher has been very helpful in our plans. He’s been instrumental in capturing Rhys as a child, and also in poison
The room seemed to darken, as if the shadows themselves were closing in around them, suffocating them with an unseen force. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of unspoken words. “When did this happen?” Jonathan asked, his voice firm, but laced with a hint of desperation.Rhys’ eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He could feel the tension building, like a storm about to break. “What’s going on?” Rhys mouthed to Jonathan, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heart.Jonathan held up a hand, signaling Rhys to wait, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, as if trying to will the answer into existence. The silence was oppressive, a physical force that pressed down upon them, making it hard to breathe. Rhys felt like he was drowning in a sea of uncertainty.“I’ll mobilize my men, Uncle. We’ll find them,” Jonathan said, his voice reassuring, but laced with a hint of doubt.Rhys’ eyes widened, his heart racing with fear. He knew that someth
Rhys’ eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned forward, eager to hear more. “What? That’s not possible. I’m the rightful heir.”“I know,” Jonathan said, nodding. “But Harrison seemed convinced that Atlas was the better choice. And Christopher, your uncle, has been backing him up.”Rhys’ face darkened with anger, and he clenched his fists. “I’ll deal with them,” he growled.Jonathan placed a hand on Rhys’ shoulder. “I know you will, Rhys. But you need to be careful. They’re not going to give up easily.”Rhys nodded, his expression serious. “I know. But I’m not going to let them get away with this. I’m going to fight for what’s rightfully mine.”Jonathan smiled, feeling a sense of pride and admiration for his friend. “I know you will, Rhys. And I’ll be right there beside you.”As they sat there, Jonathan couldn’t help but think about how much Rhys had been through. He had lost his family, his home, and his identity. But he was still standing, still fighting. “Rhys, I’m sorry,” Jonathan s
Rhys chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not a ghost, Jonathan. I’m alive.”But Jonathan refused to believe it. He took a step back, his eyes fixed on Rhys as if he was seeing a specter. “No, no, no,” Jonathan muttered to himself. “This can’t be real. You’re dead. I saw your dead body. Who the hell is trying to mess with me.” Jonathan hurriedly took out a gun from his jacket and pointed it at Rhys. “Who the fuck are you and why do you look like him?” His voice was cold and unfeeling Rhys stood up and took a step forward, his hands outstretched. “Jonathan, listen to me. I’m alive. I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m here. I’m flesh and blood.”Jonathan’s eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Rhys. He wanted to believe him, but his mind was struggling to accept the truth.Rhys took another step forward, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Jonathan, I know this is a lot to take in. But I’m here. I’m alive. And I’m not going anywhere.”A vast array of emotions swirled within Jonathan a
Rhys and Zephyr drifted off to sleep on the boat, the gentle rocking motion and the sound of the waves lulling them into a deep slumber. But as they slept, a warm light enveloped them, and they vanished from the ship. Rhys opened his eyes to find himself in a strange room. He was lying on a comfortable couch, and Zephyr was still asleep beside him. But as he looked around, he realized that they were no longer on the boat. They were in a study room, filled with books and strange artifacts.Rhys sat up, his mind racing with confusion. Where were they? How did they get there? He looked around the room, trying to find some answers. But there was no one there apart from him and Zephyr.“Rio, what’s going on?” Rhys asked, his voice shaking slightly.“I’m the one who teleported you here,” Rio replied, his voice calm and reassuring. “You’re safe, Rhys. You’re in a safe place.”Rhys’ eyes widened in shock. “But how did we get here? And where is here?”“You needed to get back to your family,” R
Zephyr’s face lit up with joy, her eyes shining like stars. “Thank you, Rhys! I won’t let you down, I promise!”Rhys smiled, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement. What had he just gotten himself into? Only time would tell. As they prepared to leave the island, Rhys couldn’t help but wonder what lay ahead. He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.Rhys asked Rio, his mind still connected to his friend’s. “How are we going to leave the island?” he asked, his thoughts transmitted directly to Rio.“Break the barrier,” Rio replied, his voice clear and confident in Rhys’ mind. “It’s the only way off the island.”Rhys looked around, trying to locate the barrier. He saw a shimmering wall of light a few meters away, pulsing with a gentle blue energy. The barrier seemed to hum with power, its surface rippling like water.“That’s it?” Rhys asked, his doubts creeping in. “It looks so fragile.”“It’s not as easy as it looks,” Rio warned. “The barrier is powerful,
As they meditated, Zephyr could feel her connection to the island beginning to weaken since the disappearance of the Starheart. She knew that she would have to find a way leave soon, to return to the human world and create an identity for herself. But for now, she was content to sit beside Rhys, to focus on her own energy, and to help him heal. Zephyr’s thoughts turned to her own journey, to the island that she had been on for as long as she could remember. She really could not fault her parents for abandoning her but she really wished that they had found a better place for her. As she meditated, Zephyr could feel her energy growing stronger, more vibrant. She knew that she would be able to leave the island soon, to return to a new world. Zephyr’s eyes opened, and she looked at Rhys. He was still meditating, his eyes closed, his face peaceful. She smiled, feeling a sense of connection to him, of friendship even though throughout the time that they spent together, he was unconscious.
Rhys had his mind set on breaking the barrier and leaving the island behind. He thought of his family , how worried they were after the had found out about his disappearance. He lets out a huge sigh and rubbed his forehead. “How long was I unconscious?” He inquired from Zephyr “A year and two days.” Zephyr sat down next to him as she responded.What? The response came as a shock to him, he found it hard to believe that he had been unconscious and away from his family for more than a year. This fueled his resolve to break the barrier and return home. Zephyr’s voice broke the silence, her words soft and gentle. “Don’t worry, human. I’ll help you. We’ll figure out a way to break the barrier together.”Rhys’ gaze snapped back to Zephyr, his eyes searching hers. He saw a determination there, a sense of purpose that mirrored his own. “Thank you,” Rhys said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.Zephyr smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “We’ll do it, Rhys. I promise.”“Rhys.”“Wh