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Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Three: Another Beginning
What is a mystery? Is it an axiom representing what is not perceptible and understandable? Is it the unfathomable, incomprehensible no matter how people try to make it specious? No, it isn't that. The definition of mystery is only what people can conceive, a specious fact with loopholes. People believe what they believe to be true and sadly, it has plunged them to the endless gore of ignorance.Mysteries aren't what we don't understand or what we can't comprehend. Mysteries aren't what remain hidden, taciturn to the ever yearning ears of people. Mysteries aren't the supernatural laws which can't be explained or fathomed. No, the definition of 'mysteries' is beyond that.Mysteries are what can't be reached no matter how we try to reach them. It isn't what can't be comprehended. Rather, it's what can't be reached. They are endless gores, immersed into the abyssal chasm of infinities. Mysteries are a state of endlessness and boundlessness, incomprehensible and unfathomable. Yes, that's w
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Four: Genial Old Thompson
Azure Alley, Alexander Street—WhitehorseThe sun stood in the azure sky, shining radiantly as it dispelled its rays into the surrounding filling it with warmth and brightness. Birds flew here and there, perching in a paradigmatic manner on the rooftops of the terrace buildings which lined both sides of Azure Alley. Angry dogs could be heard barking from their cages at the meowing cats which teased them, their eyes bloodshot with rage. All these were the attributes of the smallest alley in Alexander Street, Whitehorse.Cassio shuffled along the concrete pavement, both hands in his pocket. His movement was so slow that it seemed as if the black leather backpack slung across his back was a heavy log of wet wood. As he walked, his eyes met the cold gazes of people who viewed him with contempt."Hush, here comes the demonic kid," a mother who was leaving the house with her 3-year old daughter immediately went back into the house, slamming it shut."What a pity the Humphreys adopted him.""
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Five: Transmigration
"Where the heck have you been?!" a voice thundered across the sitting room, shrouding the voices coming out of the TV within it.Cassio stood rooted to the spot, bearing the heavy gaze of his stepfather. As usual, he had met his stepfather at home—drunk and jobless.Mr. Humphrey was dressed in a black grubby T-shirt and shabby jeans, a baseball cap propped on top of his small head. He was a perfect example of a neanderthal man, huge and domineering. His eyes and teeth were yellow, depicting his fondness of cigarettes. Suspended within his right index and middle fingers was a large stick of cigarette, the ring glowing with faint ember colour. Grey smoke snaked its way from the ring, forming puffs of smoke around Mr. Humphrey."I'm coming from school," Cassio replied without the slightest bit of fear in him. It was in his former years that he had feared and dreaded Mr. Humphrey as if he was some god. Now he had been beating tough like coconut and couldn't bring himself to cower before h
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Six: Where Am I?
Ring!Cassio was awoken by the shrill sound which pierced into his ears, arousing him from his sweet dreams. He cracked his eyes open, meeting the rays of sunlight which blinded him temporally. His eyelids quivered as his eyes adjusted to the light. He looked beside him and saw Chase wild awake, staring at him with a sad expression."It's a new day, Chase," Cassio said. "Don't allow yesterday's problems to enshroud you."He sighed as he made to stand up from the bed when he remained frozen where he was, a reality dawning on him. He was not in his room anymore!What the f*ck, he cussed inwardly as he quickly sprang out of bed. He stood in the middle of the bedroom in a daze, still confused how he got to a room totally different from his.This room was painted white and had beautiful furnitures unlike the ones which had been at his former room. The bedposts were made of smooth wood which glittered under the sunlight. There was a large metallic wardrobe standing near his bed and a large
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Seven: School of Alchemy
The next day Cassio woke up earlier than usual, staring at the sleeping Chase. He then muttered silently, "We'll go back home soon."He hurriedly took his bath and dressed in a white T-shirt and blue jeans. Cladded around his feet were white sneakers which matched perfectly with his dressing. Surprisingly just like Cassio, the owner of this body had also loved white colour—Cassio could remember vividly. He made way to his wardrobe, took out his white backpack which sat propped against the wall and slung it across his back. As this was the first time the current Cassio was going to the School of Alchemy, he was filled with high expectations about this Magic School.He hurriedly made his way to the dining where he met Mrs. Damien readying the table for breakfast. For a baffling reason, he felt this woman was actually his real mother."Good morning, Mum," he said, forcing a smile across his face. The smile was so wide that he couldn't help but feel awkward. To become the former Cassio wh
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Eight: Creating a Magical Body
Ring!The bell sounded, signifying that it was lunch time. All the students immediately trooped out of the classroom for the cafeteria. They were very hungry after the lectures by Mr. Garrick. Most of their hunger was caused by boredom and laziness.Cassio watched as all the students hurried past his seat which was at the left flank of the back. He saw Marlin and his gang of bullies glare at him as they walked to his seat. Marlin had always and would always be the dumbest 17-year old kid in Grade 10. He was huge like a grizzly bear and had this masculine animalistic smell around him which made people around him to frown in annoyance. At the age of 14 he had formed a notorious gang called The Marlian—a gang of seven notorious bullies exempting himself. No one knew what the name meant or how he got it but everyone could guess. He just had to put an 'a' to Marlin to get such an effect because he was so dumb to create anything! Dressed in baggy jeans and faded oversized brown polo, he loo
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Twenty Nine: Mysterious Messages
It was 3 O'clock when Cassio arrived at home. The hot sun had heated him up, sucking every form of coldness from him. He was very hot right now and engulfed in perspiration which made his white shirt cling to body. His white curly and long hair was matted with wetness which seemed like he had actually been in the rain and not in the sun! This was what perspiration truly was!Cassio was now standing in his room, staring at the mirror. The blood stain was still in his shirt, very visible for all to see at first glance. In order to avoid any skulking eyes of inquisitive people, he had taken shortcuts through alleys and orchards, arriving in the Hastle Manor on time. All these shortcuts were of course, retained in his recollected memories.He removed his shirt and took it to his bathroom for laundry. He was actually glad that he had been transmigrated to a modern era or else he would have had a bad time washing the blood stain off his white shirt. There was a washing machine in his bathro
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Thirty: Damien's Necronomicon
Cassio wouldn't have realized he had spent so much time at the study if he hadn't checked the wall clock at the dining."Eight O'clock!" he couldn't help but exclaim. He had actually spent hours in the study. If Chase's barking had not interrupted him, he believed he would have spent more time.He met Mrs. Damien serving dinner, her face as calm as ever with a beaming smile. Dinner was actually some milky cheesecakes with strawberries. The air around the dining was filled with a fragrance of the sweet fruits and a mild aroma of the hot cheesecakes."Good evening, mum," Cassio greeted as he sat down. He wanted to ask Mrs. Damien if she just came or had returned since but kept his mouth shut. He didn't remember anything about when Mrs. Damien usually returned from work and chose to keep quiet about it in order not to garner any suspicion."Work was so stressing today, Cassio," Mrs. Damien complained. "I mean, I could only return home Eight-Fifty!"Pheeew...She said it herself, Cassio he
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Chapter Ninety Nine: Serenity
Cassio and the others who were present on the battlefield and were still alive were healed by the clergyman who had just arrived to stop Walter. He was a Rank six Archbishop of the Church of the Moon and currently oversaw all the affairs of Arthur's City in place of the Prelate who wasn't always around. Like the other clergymen he was cladded in a white robe with silver threads embroidered across, a silver pendant with a moon emblem hanging down his neck. His hair was white as snow while his eyes were as blue as the sea and calm as the morning breeze. His aura soothed everything around, making the battle scene seem like a paradise. Unfortunately apart from Cassio, Ken and Louis every other knight who had attacked Walter lost his life. All of their corpses had being mangled beyond recognition, their armous shredded. "He's being dealt with," the Archbishop said as he pointed at Walter who was now unconscious with his right hand. His action was very smooth and graceful, making the t
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Chapter Ninety Eight: Sleep
A young girl walked towards a castle casually. She had sea blue eyes and white long hair resting on her shoulders, her facial appearance gorgeous. She was dressed in a white floral gown, making her look more graceful like a swan. But within those eyes which appeared calm, were waves of turbulence which seemed to swallow whoever looked into them.Soon she got close to the castle and saw several guards standing there with their long spears. They were all dressed in black full body armours with a red dragon emblem imprinted upon them. They all narrowed their eyes within the helmet visors when they saw her."Halt!" one of them shouted as he pointed his spear at her. "How did you breach the castle's defenses?"The young girl smiled before turning back to glance in a particular direction, "It was a casual stroll past those guards."The other guards couldn't help but look at each other before thrusting their spears at her. They didn't know if she had dealt with the other guards or sneaked in
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Chapter Ninety Seven: Power of the Destined One
As the clergyman stepped forward, the other knights couldn't help but tighten their grips around their swords. With the power of a Priest, there was nothing this fugitive would do to escape right now. He was nothing but a magician at the Magic Circle array and a knight at the Will Projecting tier. There was no way he was going through the entire army of Arthur's City plus the clergymen who can change circumstances with mere words. It was said that powerful ones could affect reality itself by just saying it. Apart from knights and magicians, clergymen were another group of insanely powerful individuals favoured by the Supreme Goddess!"You can choose to give up and resist, Walter Anderson," the Priest said. "You've suffered a lot and need to be relieved of your resentment."Walter slowly pointed his sword at the Priest before saying, "You're right. I've suffered a lot and need to relieve my resentment. And that's why I must not be captured!"Sword of Crying Phoenix!He immediately empl
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Chapter Ninety Six: The Destined One
Cassio walked around the market through the crowd of people as he looked at the items for sale. Many people cast their gazes at him in horror as they moved away to maintain a distance. No, they were looking at something wrapped around his neck."That kid...he's wrapping a mutated python around his neck like some accessory!""He killed it?""Definitely. Look, it's still bleeding!""He looks like one of the knights. He's so young!""Wait, isn't that the style of cloth for the royal bodyguards?""This kid must be terrifying!""Didn't you hear? He's Cassio Patrick, Prince Ken's bodyguard! It's said he's even a Swordsman!""Unbelievable!"While the knowledgeable commoners conversed among themselves, the ordinary ones listened with rapt attention as they asked questions. Of course Cassio heard them but he proceeded to walk without saying anything.Suddenly he heard several bells chime, signifying an alarm. Soon several knights ran through the markets, ordering everyone to retreat into their
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Chapter Ninety Five: Development
Cassio moved along with Medusa silently, evading the guards who were patrolling the castle even in broad daylight. He sometimes used the trees as covers and sometimes the statues. Several times the guards would hear footsteps which no doubt belonged to Medusa (who wasn't as nimble as Cassio) and run in that direction. But by the time they were there Cassio was long gone with Medusa. He moved like the wind.Soon they successfully arrived a concealed tunnel on Medusa's direction. This tunnel had a metallic door blocking it. Medusa didn't fret as she took out a hairpin from within her dress, slotting it into the keyhole before turning it professionally."How long have you been doing this?" Cassio couldn't help but ask. With the way Medusa was familiar with the whole lockpick it seemed she had used years to practise this action before becoming a master at it.Click!The door was unlocked and Medusa pushed it open with a smile, "First time I came to the castle I was so depressed and left o
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Chapter Ninety Four: Princess Katrina
Medusa clutched her stomach as Cassio led her to the servants quarters. As they went through the hallway she couldn't help but stagger like a drunkard as she blabbered. She even pressed her face to Cassio's face and muttered something about a god coming down to cook for her. Cassio was dumbfounded.I didn't know my cooking would be terrifying, Cassio thought to himself as he continued holding the girl. She slowly directed him to her room and opened the door. As a maidservant assigned to the prince's bodyguard, she was privileged to have a room of her own even though it wasn't grand. It was actually small with a small bed and a wooden cupboard. Despite this it was very clean without any sign of dust or cobweb.Cassio couldn't help but become embarrassed as he remembered the situation of his room. It was always very untidy if not for Medusa who always came to clean it up. This was due to his extreme laziness which was unparalleled just like his culinary abilities.Shifting the thought o
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Chapter Ninety Three: Being a Foodie is Awesome
Clang! Clang! Clang!Series of white lights flashed as two blades clashed with each other. One was the blade of a large broadsword half the size of a adult while the other belonged to a saber."Being a knight is all about surviving!" Ken yelled as he continued attacking Cassio, forcing the latter to go defensive. He didn't even give him a slight chance of attacking. "One second of lagging and you're dead!"Cassio's hands were now becoming numb as he blocked Ken's terrifying strikes. Even though this Boxer had reduced his power by a big margin, his strength was still terrifying. When the two blades collided, Cassio could feel his blood boil. Every organ in his body screamed in pain as he blocked Ken's sword strikes.Ken slashed at Cassio's chest, his broadsword tearing through the air. Silvery ripples appeared in the sword's direction, heading alongside the sword towards Cassio.I've always being weak all my life, Cassio thought within himself as he lunged forward. I've never had a cha
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Chapter Ninety Two: Little Wishes Are Terrifying
There was silence in the underground cave for some moments before the genie cleared his throat and transformed into a little child with a puff of smoke. This child looked very normal and was dressed like a noble child, golden ornaments decorating his body. Seeing this Philemon couldn't help but widen his eyes which were shining brightly. He felt like snatching the genie lamp right now and becoming the genie's master. If he wished for more wishes that would be insane! Wishing for more genies would be unimaginable! On the other hand the Chief remained very reserved as he said, "There's no problem with that wish so you can grant it with immediate effect." This is why I don't do business with magicians, the genie couldn't help but frown slightly as he closed his eyes, "Coming up!" He then rubbed his chubby hands together, causing an ethereal energy to surround him. The cave trembled for moments as this ethereal energy split into several other energies. These energies had different
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Chapter Ninety One: "Open Sesame"
Some miles away from Arthur's City, Camelot's capitalSeveral horses neighed as they galloped across the desert, their long legs digging deep into the hot sands. The riders were all dressed in black outfits which seemed like bandages, hoods over their heads and masks covering their mouths. Scythes were strapped their sides or backs, their eyes narrowing with fierce gazes. This was none other than the Chaldeans, the most powerful and notorious bandits in Camelot. Now the Chaldeans had increased in number and they were now about one hundred skilled bandits.As they rode, only one individual remained in the front of the caravan. His eyes were even more fiercer than the rest and he had a terrifying aura around him. He would occasionally lashed at his black horse, making it neigh as it galloped faster. The others also did the same, following closely behind him.After riding for about an hour, the man in front, who was obviously the leader of the Chaldeans, halted. He raised his left hand u
