As the big bat hovered crazily in the sky, the human who was dangling by its feet was clearly struggling. Not only was its speed too much, its flight force was out of his expectations. All he could do was wait for the right opportunity to jump.
After some patient yet hurtful waiting, when the bat came close enough to the surface, he let go of the beast. Though he tried to land gracefully, his roll was rather clumsy, and he ended up hitting his head to the nearest boulder.
“That hurts…” his whole head felt dizzy.
This person standing in his leafy underpants was Edgar. The mysterious copper plate was still stuffed in the back of his underwear.
There were cuts and bruises all over his legs, arms, and back, but his face and chest were clean. Though Edgar’s arms were quite tanned, the other parts of his body weren’t tanned, so he still looked fair, though not as much as his sister. Though he didn’t have any clothes other than the leafy underwear, there was a belt fixed to his waist, and two scimitars were fixed to the belt on his back. They looked a bit too big for his size.
“That really hurts…” rubbing his head, he got back to his feet. It took him a few seconds to get his eyes adjusted to sunlight, which was much brighter compared to his lightning.
He then waved goodbye to the bat. “I wanted to get your core, but I guess I owe you for the help. Following you was indeed the right choice.”
He plucked the necklace off his neck and tossed it onto the boulder behind him. “Now then, where exactly am I?” after looking around, he figured out the location. “I’m still in the northern end. Great. Given how long I kept roaming in the darkness, I was afraid that I might get lost, but thankfully, that’s not the case. I’m only a few mountains away from home. I hope Sis is alright.”
Without wasting any time, he hurried toward the West, and though he wasn’t showing it on his face, his eyes were filled with joy. How many months had it been since he last saw his sister? It felt like it had been forever.
However, he suddenly stopped when he came across a jasmine plant. The memories of the past flashed in his mind. His sister had always loved jasmine, and she decorated her hair with a small flower garland made out of jasmine. However, she had never done that since she had become a slave. He had always seen her look at the jasmine tree from a distance, but she never went near them. After all, female slaves were not even allowed to go near flower trees. Only males were allowed to take care of them.
Even young girls who dared to touch the flowers had their fingernails completely cut. If any males offered flowers to the women, then their fingers were cut. The rules were pretty strict when it came to flowers, which were there only for shipping it to their owner, who traded it to those who were free and could afford them.
Edgar walked up to a jasmine tree and took a deep breath. The pleasant fragrance brought a smile to his face. It definitely eased a bit of his worry. His hand reached out for the flowers. “Soon, you can be yourself again, Sister.”
Meanwhile, at Fabby’s room.
Bittu was knocking on the door, a grin etched on his lips. He was so drunk that he was hiccuping. “Come out, you sweet little bitch! I’m tired of playing a good man’s game with you! Let me in, and let me get on your bed already!”
Inside the room, sitting on the thin bed sheet spread over the floor, Fabby’s eyes were cooked with stress, but she kept the rest of her face emotionless. Her hands held a knife at her heart.
“Edgar… Mom… I’m finally joining you both.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her sweaty hands were mildly shaking. Her heart weighed so heavy. A frown finally appeared on her face, and she licked her lips in regret as to how things turned out. Edgar had told her many times that it was better to escape the mountains and die seeking freedom than live like a slave for the rest of his life; however, she was always against that idea, especially after Edgar was turned into a cripple. There was no way a weak girl and a crippled boy could cross through the Tempting Woods. Only certain death awaited them. However, now, after her brother had gone missing, possibly dead, she felt like dying alongside his brother in their attempt to taste freedom would have been a much better ending, given the measly lives they’ve led.
As seconds passed, Bittu’s voice grew louder, and he began to kick the door.
She bit her lower lip hard enough to leak out blood.
Outside the room, in that corridor, there was a buzz among the heads peeking from other rooms. It wasn’t so easy to tell what they were anticipating. After all, what they were watching wasn’t the first time it happened. Watchers banged the doors of all slaves whenever they wished, and slaves who had always lived in fear, especially felt a chill whenever they heard someone knocking the door. It was an uncontrollable one that almost always made them sweat if not tremble.
Bittu emptied the last bits of rum and smashed the bottle to the wall and barked, “If you don’t want to open the door, hic, then let me do it myself!” with all his strength, Bittu kicked the door open.
Seeing the door fall, Fabby’s body shuddered uncontrollably, but upon seeing the image of the vile man and his even more ghastly smile, she grabbed the knife tighter and mustered up the courage to drive it through her heart.
“What are you doing, dear swine?” after blinking twice, while smiling, Bittu finally caught sight of her, and his smile grew in intensity. He was so drunk he didn’t even realize what she was doing. He was swaying to the left and right and took support from the doorside, so that he wouldn’t fall. “Oops, I almost fell. A watcher like me can’t fall. Hic. A watcher like me can only make women fall.”
“I’d rather die than become the woman of a scum like you…” Fabby squeezed her lips tightly, and a strong resolve flashed in her eyes. She raised her hands for a quick and lethal stab.
Just at that moment, someone entered the corridor, wearing a loose shirt and pants he had just picked up enroute home a few minutes ago.
It was a young man with long messy green hair, and his feet came to a halt when his eyes fell upon the drunken man staggering at Fabby’s door. This young man was Edgar, but no peeking eyes recognized him.
In the proverbial blink of an eye, the moment Edgar saw that drunk man at the doorstep, he burst into a fit of rage. “Bittu, you trash!” he howled as he charged at him like a mad beast, “I told you not to harass my sister!”
In a flash, his hand grabbed the side of Bittu’s face and tossed him away to the end of that corridor, which was at least thirty meters away.
The knife stopped at a touching distance to Fabby’s chest, and all she was a blur. Something came so fast and took Bittu away. Was it a beast? No, she was sure she heard a few faint words before that. Those words that carried a familiar tone, no, an overfamiliar voice, which was nothing like that of Bittu. Immediately after, her eyes turned wider and wider. The knife dropped out of her hands. Her lips trembled. She immediately stood and ran outside, mustering the tiniest bits of hope and expectation left in the deepest pits of heart.
Bittu’s back slammed against the wall before his body slid and collapsed on the floor. His eyes grew open as wide as they could from the impact, but his sight was still blurry. Blood rushed through his sedated veins, and with every fraction of a second, his sight bettered.The young man in green, Edgar, was walking straight toward him like a beast whose shackles were on the verge of breaking. The peeping heads that were looking in slackened jaws couldn’t recognize him at all, as they couldn’t quite get a full view of his face.However, that wasn’t the case for the one lying on the floor.The moment he regained his sight, Bittu’s eyes grew as wide as they could. “It can’t be…” Time slowed down from the extreme tension he felt upon slowly but surely recognizing th
Bittu’s future was all set in stone with that one act of gouging the eye. Like a wood tossed in fire, all he could do now was burn.Seeing that pitiful state Bittu was in, Edgar’s anger softened a tad. “Your eye is gone.” He spat out the truth.Those four words crushed all of Bittu’s hopes. “No!” he cried and sobbed. “You’re lying. No!” If he had his eyeball, there was still a slightest chance of him regaining his sight, but without it, he lost that last ray of hope, as transplanting someone else’s eyes would be a lot more harder.“Take it however you want,” Edgar coldly said. “Just as much as I want to kill you, I also want you to suffer. Repent for your sins and change your ways, otherwise, the next time we meet will be your last d
Tempting Woods, the name, as per popular belief, was solely given from the slaves’ perspective, for they had always seen the woods as their means to escape. Still and all, the creatures dwelling in those woods weren’t something regular humans could hope to intimidate, let alone defeat. The only hope the slaves had was that they could somehow get through those woods without getting seen. Till date, no one knew if any slave ever made it out of the woods and stepped in the world on the other side.Currently, in the morning, Edgar and Fabby were resting outside a rather small cave tucked away in tall bushes, eating roasted meat of a boar that Edgar had caught and killed.Though Edgar was right next to her, Fabby was feeling tense. After all, there were tall trees around her in the distance. And from high up in the trees, a few monkeys were looking right
Wee~!! Cree~!! Boo~~!! Six monkeys sat on the side and played the audience role in the fight between Fabby and the leader of the troop. The leader actually played with her in the beginning by making her run around. Then it had her arm in its mouth and bit her hard enough she thought her arm would fall off. And then it got rough with her in many other ways through scratching and kicking. Even though she kept trying, she couldn’t even get an inch closer to the monkey, which always seemed to have heightened senses. And she could see the cockiness the leader exuded, as though suggesting to her that it could eat her alive if only her brother wasn’t around. If anyone were to ever tell her that animals didn’t have a soul inside them, she would surely reject that idea and show them the expression the leader was making. T
As she looked around at the one-meter odd tall spikes all around her, she was left in awe and disbelief. Was it really her who did that? So many thoughts ran in her mind, but the ends of her mouth ever so subtly rose by themselves.Edgar, on the other hand, was calculating things in his mind. He had to go through hell of a physical training to unlock Drive, but he didn’t want Fabby to experience such tireless practice. So he bet on her absorbing the core would be a better thing to do. As for unlocking the drive, she could slowly get closer to that. Though his Master told him that physical training wasn’t necessary to unlock one’s Drive and that it could also be achieved through severe mental training, Edgar knew where that path would lead. He just didn’t want his sister to put through the mental burden again. The trauma she had gone through all these years was already too much. If t
In the early morning, loud noises woke Edgar and Fabby out of their sleep. They tracked the source of the voices, and there was a group of three fighting a ten-foot-tall gorilla with an intimidating build. Two of them were dressed in black, and the third in white. “That’s one big gorilla,” Fabby was startled. She could feel her heart picking up speed. “It’s breaking trees with ease.” The monkeys she practiced fighting with were nothing compared to this monster. Even Lice might not last more than a couple of punches. “Yeah, those guys are not bad,” opined Edgar, squinting his eyes as he observed the patterns with which the beast moved, “but the difference in skill is a bit too much.” Both of them were watching from a higher ground, while hiding in the bushes. And a few dozens of feet behind them were t
Some days later.In the western border of Orseya Town, two guards were resting on their rock benches, guarding the entrance leading into the town. A man was coming from the woods, having killed a deer with a longbow, and the guards took the antlers before letting him pass.On either side of the entrance, a good ten meters away from them, there were dozens of metallic boxes placed in a row. There were grains in those boxes with open doors. And there was water placed in a wide saucer next to the box. Birds came alone or in groups, drank water and then stepped into the boxes for the grains. The doors of the boxes then suddenly shut, trapping the birds inside.“There aren’t many birds visiting this year, other than crows and pigeons,” one of the guards said. “I wonder what’s the reason.&rdq
Not long after entering the town, Fabby saw a public well and stopped there to drink water. Edgar, on the other hand, went to an old man who was sitting on a rock and was chewing on some leaves. Before Edgar spoke, the old man gave him a glance and scanned him from top to bottom and then said, “Want something, lad?”“How big is this town, sir?” asked Edgar, as softly and politely as he could.“Big enough to breathe,” the old man sarcastically said. He surely didn’t like how the boy was being over polite, which came across as acting.Just then a horse cart was passing by. The cart was being ridden by three horses with a lot of sparkling metal glaring at everyone as though pridefully begging to be looked upon. A couple of thieves hiding in a nearby tree jumped onto the road an