This is A dialogue dedicated to Saint Dominic, Founder of the Order of Preachers. 
it is a dialogue of a Soul in search of God. it is an Inspiration from God in form of A Dialogue of a soul questioning Her Master to lead Her to God.
it is dedicated to all young people seeking to Know Christ and forget earthly things.

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Nadya is curious. She has an uncontrollable fascination of Terra Reversal, the catastrophic event that took place over two hundred years ago, destroying cities, metamorphosing animals, and causing plant life to grow at an enormous rate. Despite constantly being forbidden by her parents, Nadya frequently ventures into the post-Terra Reversal ruins, collecting old relics scattered all around.

Hywell is protective. He has to be, since he is the courtier to Princess Nadya, daughter of the chief and chieftainess of the Halonius Province. Despite his best attempts to keep her out of trouble, he is helpless to stop her regular crusades to the ruins and, more often than not, ends up joining her. And things become even more dangerous when a scheme by traitors inside the royal grounds surfaces, endangering all the royal family.

Rivin is an outcast. All anyone seems to see in him is an abnormal, pathetic, animal-loving freak. The only friend he has is Argo; a big, fluffy drifficus that was abused and neglected when he was a baby. Even through all the hate and scorn that people have given to him all of his life, Rivin tries stays happy. But when fake Halonius soldiers try to take Argo away from him, Rivin's forced to flee from the one home he's known for years and find people that can help them stay hidden. 

Kayde isolates himself from the world. People have hurt him too many times to where he will trust no one; no one except Joshua, his teacher and guardian. He escapes from the world through gardening, an easy task for him considering the fact he can control and manipulate plant life at will. But his whole life comes crumbling down when Joshua disappears without a trace. Kayde's only leads are an old map and three other teens his age, including a Halonius princess that could possibly see into the past named Nadya. 

The destinies of these four teens will cross and a journey to save the world from dark forces will begin.

A spring breeze blew over the prairie, which was still covered with snow. Spring usually signaled the beginning of the year, and a very important time to farmers. The spring breeze was warm and filled with hope. However, the powers on Pan Continent felt depressed by this spring breeze. Many people had realized that the situation on Pan Continent could turn for the worse as the spring breeze arrived.
Saul and Anfey chatted as they walked on the prairie. After Anfey assassinated Scarlet, Baery did not immediately take action to start the battle. It was because wars could not be rushed. Instead, everything had to be prepared well in all areas for the war. In addition, Baery was waiting for Yolanthe's order to start the war.
Saul and Anfey had been spending a lot time together talking about magic when they were free. Of course, Saul instructed while Anfey listened. They also talked about issues in Maho Empire, about which there was more discussion than instruction.
"Professor, I thought our best time to attack Shansa Empire was after Scarlet died. Why didn't our king give the order to start the battle?" Anfey asked quietly. He thought Baery would give the order to attack Shansa Empire right away. He did not know then that Baery had to get permission from Yolanthe first. However, there was no news from Yolanthe for more than a dozen days. He started to get impatient.
"Because the king had so many things he had to consider," Saul said. "In fact, that is the reason I asked you to join me today."
"Really?" Anfey asked.
"Anfey, do you know who our king thinks is the toughest opponent?" Saul asked.
"Scarlet and Shansa military," Anfey said.
Saul shook his head. "No, no. Shansa Empire and our Empire could not compromise with each other. Shansa Empire could only be conquered or conquer us. Those Knights of Light give our king a headache."
"Could they turn the situation around with the influence and power they had?" Anfey asked.
"You probably do not know about it. We cannot afford to not have churches. No matter whether we face the threats at this moment or look at the situation in the future, churches will be absolutely necessary. Many people in the church did things that made us angry, but they do not want to see the whole continent turning into a paradise for death spirits. This is the very essential difference between Knights of Light and others," Saul said slowly.
"Does the king want the pope to change his opinion?" Anfey asked.
"The pope would never make any mistakes. Even if he did, they would not be counted as mistakes. The followers of the church would not agree that their pope could make any mistakes," Saul said. "You probably did not notice the church only sent the Knights of Light legion to us while their priests stayed with them."
"Didn't Fernando bring a group of priests with him?" Anfey asked.
"The priests in that group were not popular and have no power in the church. There are only two real priest groups. One is Fanatical Priest group while the other is Glory and Praise Priest group. Fanatical Priest group is the main priest group in the Church of Light, while Glory and Praise Priest group is the core of the church and even of Church of Light. Slanbrea was the vice commander of Glory and Praise Priest group.
"I see." Anfey thought quietly.
"Knights of Light has always been connected to priests since St. Robin showed up on the Pan Continent," Saul said. "There have been over 60 popes after St. Robin. Every one of them was picked from the archpriests. Knights of Light never had the chance to be picked, no matter how powerful or loyal to their beliefs they were. This is the rule made by St. Robin."
"It is not fair to Knights of Light. I believe there must be geniuses in the Knights of Light," Anfey said.
"They could not become Knights of Light if they thought it was not fair, otherwise there would be flaws in their beliefs," Saul said. "This rule was made by St. Robin. He thought Knights of Light were just the weapons of the priests to help cleanse the sins. He never believed weapons could walk themselves to the altar."
"Why did not they send the priest groups to us?" Anfey asked.
"Because the priest groups had problems with each other," Saul said with a sigh. "Robin was very weird. He seemed to want to divide his followers into two parties on purpose. He never seemed to want union and harmony among the followers. He even stirred them up and caused them to argue."
"What was the purpose of that?" Anfey asked.
"Who knows. I do not know," Saul said with a smile. "I only know the two parties in the Church of Light have been giving tit for tat for a long time. One party is very radical. They think the church needs to have supreme power, even the power to constrain the kings to better spread the glory of God. The other party thinks God led Robin to this continent to protect human beings. In other words, they could only be humans' guardians instead of rulers."
"Which party did Slanbrea belong to?" Anfey asked.
"Slanbrea's attitude was more radical," Saul said.
Anfey shook his head. "I did not see it. He did not seem radical."
"Attitude is different than principle." Saul then asked out of curiosity, "You did not hate him that much, did you, even though he almost hurt Suzanna?"
Anfey shrugged, then smiled. "Things were different then. He acted like a copycat. In addition, it is not necessary to hate a dead guy."
Saul chuckled. "Archpriests are different than archmages. They are rare on this continent. The death of Slanbrea hit the radical party hard. In fact, many people in the church cried out against it when Fernando led some knights and priests to unite with us. They claimed that this could have been the beginning for the Church of Light to take control over the whole continent. They demanded to send the main force to fight, but their proposal was vetoed. Even though the death of Slanbrea was such sensational news, they could not send the Fanatical Priest group and Glory and Praise priest group over. They only sent Knights of Light."
"Professor, why are you telling me these things today?" Anfey asked.
"Is Warner in the League of Mercenaries now?" Saul asked.
"Yes," Anfey answered.
"Is Book of Life with him too?" Saul asked.
"Yes." Anfey nodded. "Professor, do they want to take back the Book of Life?"
"The Book of Life is the lifeblood for the Church of Light, but they did not say they would take the Book of Life back. They sent one guy over. He only wanted to see Warner," Saul said slowly.
"Only one person?" Anfey asked.
"Yes," Saul said.
"Does that person belong to Slanbrea's radical party?" Anfey asked.
"Anfey, you think too much. We are both officials of the king. You are also my student. Let me put it this way. Your attitude on issues represents my attitude. Our attitude represent the king's attitude," Saul said. "We would only be able to work with the radical party if they could forget about Slanbrea. The problem is whether they could stop working with us. The answer is no."
"Professor, I understand what the king meant. Does the king want to try to work with them again?" Anfey shook his head and said, "The radical party must be against it. How could we work with them?"
"That depends on how much the church wants to work with us. The changes following the disaster of death spirits offered a wonderful opportunity for us. In addition, our king has wiped out the Dark Moon Magic Legion in Ellisen Empire. The Griffin Aerial Unit could fly around to mess around, but they would not dare to attack our military."
"How many magic academies does Ellisen Empire have?" Saul continued. "We only have a few. If they had about five years, they could rebuild a magic legion. That is why our king said we are racing against time. The king's plan is to wipe out the main force in Shansa Empire this spring and start full attacks on Shansa Empire in the summer. We need to finish the battle with Shansa Empire and take it over in fall, or before the end of the year at the latest. We need let our soldiers rest and get full training in the winter, because Ellisen Empire is in the far north and is used to the cold weather. When it gets warmer, we could take advantage of the weather to start the battle with them."
Anfey just listened to Saul. It was not appropriate for him to interrupt Saul and say his piece. He did not know how to interrupt either.
"The king has made his decision. He will make it clear no matter what it will cost him. Therefore, we are giving our full loyalty," Saul said calmly. 'If churches refuse to work with us, or are not as loyal as us, our king would do anything necessary. He does not mind making Church of Light part of the history on Pan Continent. Anfey, don't worry. They would not ask too much."
Anfey chuckled. "I am just worried that churches would go back and forth. I do not worry about others."
"Don't you worry that they would ask for the Book of Life back?" Saul asked with a weak grin.
Anfey shook his head with smile. "It never belonged to me. I don't want to be a priest anyway."
"Ok, let's not talk about this now." Saul looked at the headquarters in the distance. "We have received news that many officials and soldiers in Shansa Empire got into a big argument. Some supported the idea to fight back at any cost, while others thought it would be wise to retreat immediately. It seems that the negative feelings got the upper hand. A large number of soldiers fled Shansa Empire. Manstuly and the officials in Shansa Empire fought, so Manstuly led druids back into Blackwater City. Fernando and the other three Archknights left United barracks with Knights of Light legion as well. They retreated over 100 miles and set up their camp next to the Blackwater River. All of this proves they were not far from falling apart. So, Anfey, after you meet with the representative from the church, why don't you go back to White Mountain City with him. You can take your League of Mercenaries to the north. Whatever you do afterwards, I will not intervene."
"I got it, Professor," Anfey said.


A skilled but unfortunate modern-day assassin was killed in a freak accident. However, he soon found himself summoned to another world by an evil wizard, who had him possess the body of a boy as an experiment. After successfully planning the evil wizard's downfall, he used the wizard's body as a springboard to gain influence and power in his new world.

'Although it was just faint, I know what it was. How can he have such trace?' Sir Enix was perplexed.
"Follow me," sir Enix led the way. Adasa followed him.
"I'll tell you this. You may see and enter the mountain, but it is not its truest form. In order to enter inside, one need permission," sir Enix explained to Adasa while they were walking in a wide valley. The mountain was truly vast that even the top of it, contains another small mountain.
"Truest form? Permission? What kind of permission?" Adasa was baffled.
"It was a golden seal planted to one's body and emitted golden aura like the Head. As the Head, he was the only one who possess it and the only one who can grant the seal." Sir Enix answered.
"Are we going to enter the truest form of this mountain?" Adasa asked innocently.
"Enter? Adasa, you're already here!" sir Enix startled. He thought that the young man knows its existence.
"W...what?" Adasa was surprised. He unconsciously examined his surroundings. 
"The surrounding was the same and I doubt that I have the permission to enter the truest form of the mountain. What do you mean by me was already inside, sir Enix?" Seeing the surrounding clearly, he doubted.
"You don't know? You don't remember the Head giving you the seal in your hand?" Sir Enix was totally baffled.
"Seal in my hand?" Baffled, Adasa looked closely to his hands, but he didn't saw nor felt any anomaly.
"You'll know what I mean right here!" Sir Enix uttered as he halted in front of a golden gate.
At both sides of the golden gate were magnificent statues of golden phoenix acting like a guard. The prodigious craftsmanship of the one who carved it was visible to its life-like statues. Carved in the middle of the gate were a pair of golden wings that emitted a golden light. 
"Surge your energy directly to the Golden-wings through your right hand." Sir Enix said seriously. 
Adasa did what Sir Enix instructed him to do. 
Coated with his energy, he felt something was triggered in his hand. To his great surprise, powerful energy suddenly burst out shooting towards the carved golden wings. The surrounding energy looks like dancing around him while the energy of his hand continuously absorb it resulting to became bigger and purer. He was bewildered. 
With the powerful energy, the dull gate seemed to come to life as it open slowly, emitting the golden energy it received from Adasa.
Wiiiiiiiiiiiish! Wooooooosh!
"What a powerful energy!" Sir Enix couldn't also believe what he was seeing.
When the gate came to a halt, a beam of golden light shot to the sky; lightening the surrounding place 1000 miles away.
...
A young girl walked into her courtyard like a drunken woman, feeling swirling sensation in her head. She suddenly fell to the ground, inhaling a turbid of energy while lying down. She tried to sit cross legs to meditate and gain strength, but her body didn't listen to her. Suddenly, she felt powerful energy. Looking up, she saw a beam of golden light above. She gazed where the source of the energy came from and it was in the forbidden mountain.
"Thank heaven! My effort didn't go to waste!" Tala said with ease in her heart.
...
"What is happening?" Sadam who was practicing with his spear suddenly felt powerful energy. He gazed towards the forbidden mountain's sky and saw a magnificent beam of golden light. His jaw dropped.
...
"Everyone looked!" Asul who was talking to Tris, Aide, Eya and Siya, suddenly saw a beam of light shot above the forbidden mountain. 
"What a powerful energy!" No one made sounds as they all fixedly stared above.
The ten Great Guardians and all other guardians, even the beasts also have a similar experience. Only the Head and the Vice-heads weren't aware because the Most Holy Land was a sealed place.
...
"Sir Enix, what is happening to me?" Adasa asked while pulling out his energy to the open gate.
"What a great energy! Look Adasa, the energy didn't fade out yet!" Sir Enix pointed the beam of light above them that didn't show signs of fading. 
Baffled Adasa looked above. This light will surely attract everyone. Adasa can only sigh in resignation. 
"Let's go in!" Sir Enix suppressed his excitement as he led the way in.
They arrived at a magnificent mansion. It wasn't that big. The duo walked towards the main hall.
"Empty?" Adasa uttered with surprised. He noticed that there was a table on the front line.
The duo proceeded. 
Adasa continued to walk. When he was just one meter away from the table, he stops as he didn't feel the presence of sir Enix anymore. 
He looked back. He was baffled seeing Sir Enix just gazing at his direction 20 meters away. He went back.
"Sir Enix, what are you doing there? Come on," Adasa stated.
"Don't mind me. You should go on," sir Enix said with a disappointed face.
"No! I can't do it on my own. You're the one who brought me here! If you don't want to proceed then, let's just go out." Adasa knew etiquette. If he wasn't the only one who found something, he shouldn't be the only one who'll reap the rewards. That is basic etiquette.

"No! I know what you're thinking. I just can't, so you should go on." To prove that Sir Enix can't proceed, he tried one step forward but just met up with a gust of powerful energy that barred him from taking another step. He forced his way but was sent back ten meters away. 
"A barrier?" Adasa was lost.
"That's right! This place contains a powerful barrier that even I can't fight back nor broke it." Sir Enix explained.
"W... why the barrier didn't block my way?"
"It's because you are the chosen one!" Sir Enix said as he straightened up.
"Chosen one?" Adasa couldn't catch up anymore.
"You'll know sooner, just continue ahead." Sir Enix stated.
Adasa was like an obedient child as he follows sir Enix instruction. 
He stopped next to the table.
"Sir Enix, there's a book here!" Adasa said doubtfully as he opened the ancient-looking golden book. "It's empty!"
"You didn't need to open it. Look at the cover. You can see a printed hand. Put your hand there and surged your energy." Sir Enix explained. The knowledge he knew was innate to their kinds.
'This printed right hand was bigger than mine.' Adasa thought, but he didn't dilly-dallying and did what he needs to do. Upon contact with his energy, he felt the same thing when he was in front of the golden gate. 
A moment later, the book emits a golden energy and circles Adasa. 
It made its way inside Adasa's Body through his pores.
Adasa felt that his energy became purer and purer as if he was in the midst of meditation. There were also surge of knowledge making its way to his mind.

One minute

Ten minutes
Twenty minutes

One hour had passed as the book's energy faded out. Adasa pulled out his energy towards the book. 

"2nd level!?" Shock Adasa uttered. An asterisk emerged beside the first asterisk on his wrist.
"Sir Enix! Look, I suddenly raise my purification level by leaps and bounds!" Sensing the faded energy of the book, Adasa grabbed it and dashed towards Sir Enix.
"Is that the book on the table earlier?" Sir Enix asked with excitement.
"Yes! If you want it, you can have it," Adasa handed over the book.
"No, no! You shouldn't give it away. It belongs to you from now on!" Although sir Enix wanted it as a souvenir, it was not for him.


"I have taken a lot. This is only the thing you can have. So please sir Enix, accept it. This book is no use to me already." Adasa said eagerly.
"Okay! But if you change your mind or want to borrow it, it is just with me, okay?" Sir Enix assured. He accepted the book not because he takes fancy of it, but because of Adasa's eager look.

"Yes, sir Enix!" Adasa replied with an eased smile.
The duo decided to leave, but before they can step out, a gust of wind surrounded Adasa. Adasa felt like being pulled. As the wind obstructed his sight, he doesn't know where he was heading. The last thing he saw was sir Enix who tried to rescue him but could do nothing. 
The wind came to a halt, dispersing around he finally able to see his surroundings.

He blinked his eyes a few times with his mouth wide open. 
"A Library?"
He doesn't know why, but there is a zest feeling inside his heart.

7 beings blessed by the heaven known as "the Supremes" where fated to fight against the King of the underworld.
One Supreme was forcefully sent away via a channel opening due to the war. When she opened her eyes, she was in her 14-year-old body. What would she do, knowing the war that will breakthrough 100 years later!?

The journey of Tala, a guardian, will begin once more!

How important was Jing Jiu's decision?
On a large scale, it dictated the future of the entire Chaotian.
For himself, it determined the outcome of his Cultivation after a thousand years.
Of course, the latter was more significant as far as Jing Jiu was concerned.
It took a night for him to make the decision; so it didn't seem to be a serious decision, and it could even be said to be a careless one.
"In fact, I'm not really concerned that much about what you people intend to achieve; but do you know why I came forward and opposed my Big Brother when he intended to carry out his plan?"
Jing Jiu grabbed another piece of spring sunlight and looked at it in front of his eyes, like he did to the hotpot back then.
"People don't march together if their paths are different; we could choose to walk on our own separate paths. However, this matter is rather singular, and it's because your path has affected my path.
According to the saying "The water in the wells doesn't interfere with the water in the rivers"; all I wanted to do was dig a well quietly, but the waves you people have caused in the river are too high, which have roiled my well."
He hadn't told his Big Brother about this. And he had merely mentioned it as a foreword on Tianguang Peak the day before. This was a formal explanation then.
After having eaten the hotpot, he led Yuan Qijing and Liu Ci confronting his Big Brother.
Though it had something to do with the tragedy at the Fruit Formation Temple, the true source for the confrontation was that they had different paths.
"If it were years ago, I could understand your choice since you still had to live and cultivate in the human world; but you're near the end of the path toward heaven now and you can simply choose to leave the world. Why do you still care about this place?"
The Immortal Bai gazed at the spot between his fingers and the piece of spring sunlight that was changing shapes in the wind.
"Like you said earlier, it's wrong to simply leave this world."
Jing Jiu went on, "And in fact, one can't settle all the karma by leaving."
Bai Ren succeeded in ascension over a thousand years ago and witnessed the darkness and danger of that world. She felt an intense uneasiness and didn't go very far; instead, she opted to guard outside Chaotian.
He broke through the sky and came to the outside world that year; but he had to use the All in One Sword to be reincarnated after being sneak-attacked by her.
The sneak-attack was actually not the main problem for his return to the human world. It was the unfinished karma that was the topmost reason for his return.
It was because of the problematic Formation of Dispersed Smoke and Cloud and of his own fault.
The Immortal Jing Yang was the sharpest and most nonchalant Dao Heart in the world in his former life.
He was like a fairy sword that had been washed by water for ten-thousand years; and yet, he still couldn't cut off the karma.
As a result, he went to that small village after his reincarnation and found Liu Shisui; later, he went back to Green Mountain and led Zhao Layue climbing up Shenmo Peak.
After he heard the zither music at the Plum Garden in Zhaoge City, he went to the West Ocean and met Lian Sanyue again.
However, the karma didn't finish because of these events; instead, they grew deeper and deeper until they reached his core, making them impossible for him to separate from.
The karma had to be ended.
The Immortal Bai understood what he meant, asking, "Can thinking of this karma help you alleviate the fear of death temporarily?"
"I'm not sure about that," said Jing Jiu. "But I didn't think about it when I made the decision."
The Immortal Bai asked again, "What about now? Have you perceived the darkness?"
The darkness was the shadow of death.
After some thought, Jing Jiu replied, "Maybe a little."
The reason he perceived the shadow of death at the moment was because he was unsure if he could defeat his opponent.
"Then, let's determine whose path is the correct one," said the Immortal Bai calmly.
The judgment of the paths was quite simple and straightforward.
Whoever was the last one remaining followed the correct path.
This was the only meaning of the path toward heaven.
For instance, how should the humans proceed in the future? And how should this world exist? These questions wouldn't be answered until the ultimate outcomes were seen a great many years later. By that time the ideas of the Immortal Taiping and the Immortal Bai would be judged fairly.
The monks of the Fruit Formation Temple had all left. Their chanting could be heard in the field outside the courtyard walls and among the cliffs, adding some solemn atmosphere after it came to the pagoda forest with the wind.
"The fairy energy in the main fairy book was too plenty with much too high a state; as such, I had to sleep many years amid the recitations of scripts to temper it."
Jing Jiu didn't intend to remind her; what he did was simply state the fact.
The Immortal Bai had a main fairy book and an accessory fairy book in her hands. If she was to use the accessory one like she had done earlier, she would be no match for Jing Jiu.
Of course, she must have many other formidable magic treasures and methods; likewise, Jing Jiu still had the Seal of the Underworld Emperor and other methods.
Yet, those treasures and methods were not as formidable as the fairy book and the All in One Sword.
As such, they were unfit to be used in today's fight.
"This is the Fairy Book of our Bai family. Though I can't temper it, I know more than one way to use it."
Having said that, the Immortal Bai suddenly released a great many light rays from her hand.
The light rays stemmed from the blazing fairy book.
This accessory fairy book helped her travel freely between the human world and the Underworld by means of the Escape Method of Heaven and Earth and dodge Jing Jiu's pursuit.
Unexpectedly, she set the fairy book on fire before the fight started.
The fact that she could set the fairy book ablaze was shocking enough.
It proved her claim that the Bai family had many previous experiences and knew how to use the fairy book in a fight.
The fairy book had been burned to oblivion in a very short time. The extremely hot light rays leaked out between her fingers and then returned after they encountered the spring wind.
One could hardly imagine such a wonderful and amazing scene…but it was actually happening in reality.
The bright light rays vanished completely after passing through her white dress and entering her body.
Her body didn't appear to be different from before, but her eyes grew much brighter if one looked at them more closely. Her skin had a thin golden glow, glistening under the sunlight like gold or jade. Her whole person seemed to have turned into a piece of magic treasure.
Jing Jiu was fully aware that it was not that the fairy energy had modified her body in a short time but that the fairy energy became enormously tiny particles, attaching to every pore of her skin and every spot in her inner organs.
In a sense, the Immortal Bai had currently built a golden body, like what Cao Yuan had done, which was almost as strong as his sword body.
The current Immortal Bai had a body that was almost indestructible, which couldn't be harmed slightly by the magic treasures and the swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State.
She had no need to worry that her body might be pierced through by the sword light like she had experienced by the East Ocean, where she had nearly died.
Her defense became exceedingly strong, but what kind of attack would she employ in order to kill Jing
Jiu, whose defense was even stronger than hers?
Did she really know how to use the main fairy book?
The sun rose to the middle of the sky; it was the hottest time of the day, with blindingly bright sunshine.
All of a sudden, countless rays of sunlight headed toward the pagoda forest after they were summoned by a seemingly formless force.
This scene had appeared on Longevity Mountain; and yet, the rays of light were thicker this time, looking like a static lightning, which effortlessly broke down the Great Formation of the mountain gate.
The condensed rays of sunlight illuminated the dark and gloomy pagoda forest as well as the face of the Immortal Bai.
Her face looked extremely clear when being shone on by the bright sunlight. She didn't look as desolate as before, now that a few wrinkles appeared on the corners of her eyes and the black strands of hair on her temples were visibly turning white.
Was this the cost she had to pay for using the main fairy book?
The Immortal Bai glided to the sky filled with the sunlight and looked down at Jing Jiu, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
Countless rays of sunlight shone on the pagoda forest soundlessly without disbanding, as if they were a fence encasing Jing Jiu in the center.
Many small holes appeared on the surface of the green stone slabs, which were caused by the force of the sunlight.
The light fence kept contracting as it bore down on Jing Jiu with a great deal of pressure.
A large amount of green smoke came up in the pagoda forest; the wild grass in the cracks between the stone slabs had turned to powder flying in the wind.
Sizzle!!! Sizzle!!!
Some rays of sunlight had eventually reached Jing Jiu's cloth, setting it on fire.
Soon after, a ray of sunlight reached his wrist, cutting a tiny slit on it.
No blood seeped out from the cut. The wound looked like crystal or glass.
Jing Jiu didn't try to escape.
It was because the sword light, regardless how fast it could travel, would be no faster than the speed of the sunlight.
Escaping was useless in the formation that was composed by the sunlight.
He had begun to calculate before the Immortal Bai employed the fairy book.
In other words, he had begun to calculate the moment he saw the sunlight after he was sneak-attacked on Longevity Mountain.
The conclusion he obtained from his calculation was that he would be able to fight against the Immortal Bai if she had merely employed the accessory fairy book.
If she had summoned too much sunlight, he would be unable to escape and have no way to defeat her.
Even if he had plenty of sword source, it was impossible for his sword source to outlast the endless sunlight.
It was evident that the white fireball hovering quietly in the dark and cold world wouldn't extinguish after tens of thousands of years.
The only way to fix this problem was to cut off the passage through which the fairy book summoned the sunlight.
After he sneak-attacked the Immortal Bai by the Heavenly Well at the East Ocean, Jing Jiu had come up with this conclusion. As such, the sword light drew a few words in the sky.
Since the sword light traveled extremely fast, the words disappeared in the sky just as quickly as they had appeared. Only a few people in Chaotian, like the one on Green Mountain, could see them.
…
…
The sunlight filling the air had suddenly vanished.
A black mountain suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the sunlight.
The sunlight that shone on his body made his black hair look silvery.
The light rays in the pagoda forest of the Fruit Formation Temple were still spreading out, but they were not supplemented with more light.
The Immoral Bai furrowed her eyebrows slightly, the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes growing deeper.
She was a bit startled; but she grabbed a handful of sunlight in the pagoda forest without hesitation and swept at Jing Jiu.
The light cone made of hundreds of rays landed squarely on Jing Jiu.
Crack!!!
Innumerable breaking sounds rang out one after the other, as the large trees at the Fruit Formation Temple and the courtyard walls collapsed. A human-shaped gap appeared on a bell in a grand hall.
…
…
The ocean waves kept slapping against the rocks by the seashore; the action had been going on for a great many years. It was unclear how long it would take for the waves to break the rocks into pieces.
Boom!!!
The rocks broke apart abruptly before they fell into the ocean waves, resembling the raindrops on the surface of the sea.
Jing Jiu flew out from the sea, his body covered in blood.
The blood stains hadn't been diluted by the seawater; instead, they were painted over by a layer of golden color.
It turned out that the Immortal Bai had knocked him to an island one hundred miles away with one strike.
He waved his hand a few times toward the mainland.
A few enormously desolate sword lights left his fingers and came back to the Fruit Formation Temple in the blink of an eye after covering one hundred miles over the surface of the ocean.
Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!!
The dress the Immortal Bai wore had many invisible dents.
Some blood seeped out.


I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

He then showed me out where I met with a guard that led me away from the Palace walking all the way back to near the wall of the city. When the guard stopped, he gestured at a large rectangular building which seemed to be made out of the same green stone as the wall. 

In the middle of the building was a tower that soared up out of the building higher than the city walls. Seeing that I was finished admiring the premise that I apparently now owned, the guard said, 

"This building was first built by a sect that had taken residence in this city and typically ownership of it is passed down to the strongest sect in this area. But up until now, no sect has stayed around long enough to truly claim it as their own. Maybe yours will be different."

Now understanding why I had been given this particular building, I had to wonder why so many sects had failed to take root here unlike in the rest of the mainland. Not too worried about it, either way, I decided to check out the inside of the building. 

When I went inside the first room was what looked like an upper-class restaurant with a large bar along the back wall. On either side were doors which lead to sets of identical quest rooms where it was apparently planned for most of the sect to live.  

Behind the bar was another door which led to a room with carpet so thick it felt like a mattress and a table surrounded by four expensive couches placed in the corner. What dominated the room was a huge pillar and on its sides was painted a beautiful natural mountainous landscape. It was so realistic it was almost as if you could hear the sounds of nature in the room.

 At the base of the mountain in the center was an ornate door gilded with an intricate pattern of gold with no visible handle to open the door. Looking at the guard, he seemingly understood my unvoiced question, 

"If you place your palm on the door and you are recognized as its master, it should open for you. As for what makes you be recognized as its master, I'm not sure anyone really knows. It's one of the many mysteries surrounding this tower."

Shaking my head that the building I now owned might lock me out in over half of the area for some unknown reason, I crossed my fingers and laid my palm on the door. As soon as I did, the gold on the door started seemingly through some kind of supernatural occurrence visibly disappeared until we were left with just a plain wooden door that opened with a light touch. 

Revealing a narrow set of circular stairs, lucky for me it seemed I had at least found my way to the first floor of the tower. Climbing the steps, we quickly ran into two shut doors. One blocked off the way up further in the tower and the other most likely opened up to the first floor of the tower. 

Taking the door that I assumed lead to the first floor of the tower, I opened the door revealing bookcase after bookcase filled with leather bound books. Arranged by all the bookcases were leather chairs and lamps that burned with unearthly blue light with some method I had never encountered. 

All the blue light created a calming atmosphere that filled the room making me relax without my actual awareness. Further inspection of the room revealed an office that had a desk surrounded by scrolls, some blank and others filled with writing. In the back of the office was another door that led to a small bedroom with a locked chest and an extremely basic bed. 

My curiosity getting the best of me, I attempted to break the lock on the chest but no matter how much strength I used the bolt didn't even budge. Defeated, I turned to the guard dismissing him so I could check out what kinds of books were being kept in the library. I opened one book to see what was written. I opened it and read the title, "Manual of Arms for Sword Part 1, The Basics". 

Excited because if I could find one there on spears it would help immensely since I had no idea on even the basics of how to use a spear, I had only been getting by due to my physical abilities being able to overcome my enemies' technique.

 I quickly skimmed all the other books finding the ones that could be useful to me right now. There were three books on spears, three on general fighting and three on movement in combat. The final book was very different to all the others and was called, "An Introduction to the Tower." 

Scanning it made it evident that the tower it was referring to was the one I was currently in. Reading through it quickly, I interpreted as much as I could in a short time because it was written in an extremely flowery manner as if it was purposely written to be hard to understand. 

What I managed to decipher out of the confusing prose was a couple of things. First was a list of floors and their names although in many cases the name of the level did not help at all in identifying what might be on that particular floor. 

The names of the levels went as follows; the first was called the martial, second was the elemental, the third was the equipment, the fourth was the rune, the fifth was the lab, and the sixth was the master floor. Also, within the book was a brief overview of what was supposedly on this floor.

 The only problem was that no matter how hard I searched I could find no other rooms on this floor even though more rooms were clearly described in the books. The one other thing I could understand from the book was that somehow the doors measured your core strength and would only open to you once you reached a certain level of strength. 

The confusing part was it also seemed to somehow factor in talent, but it wasn't entirely clear how it worked. But one thing was sure, the stronger I got, the more likely it was for the doors to open for me. Since I was now considered the master of the tower, the doors would only open for me.
Setting aside the book for more studying later, I decided to start researching all three of the basics books. 

I quickly realized how many things I had been doing wrong and small corrections to things I had been doing right. As I slowly read and practiced the concepts in the books, time flew by until I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to be meeting the Prince in the morning. 

I stored the books in my ring before I quickly rushed downstairs having no idea what time it was since I had been isolated in my tower. Reaching downstairs, I saw light streaming through the windows of the first floor. I also noticed a guard standing by the entrance undoubtedly sent by the Prince to come to get me. Upon seeing my presence, the guard straightened up and bowed saying, 

"The Prince has ordered me to show you the way to the Runemaster as he is currently engaged and can't spare the time to show you himself. He also told me to give this to give to the Runemaster."


After saying this, the guard pulled out a letter and handed it to me before marching away expecting me to follow him. As we walked, we continued to go deeper into the worse parts of the city becoming surrounded by rundown houses barely fit for human habitation with garbage and filth washing over the road and covering every inch of it.

 Finally, the guard stopped next to a small hut that was at least still standing and appearing quite a bit more useful than the buildings surrounding it. Looking at the guard questioningly, he nodded and gestured towards the hut. 

Wondering if this was all some practical joke, I entered the hut shaking my head. I entered the hut although and my doubts about this being some kind of joke disappeared because as soon as I crossed the threshold instead of seeing a dingy hut like I expected, there was a large room filled with multiple tables on top of which were stacks of paper with a rune drawn on each of them. As soon as I entered, a young girl ran out and said,

 "Welcome, please wait here while the master finishes what he is working on. He should be with you shortly."
She then turned to leave, but before she could, I grabbed her shoulder pulling out the letter I was given saying,

 "Please give this to your master. The Prince gave it to me to deliver to your master."

A boy adventures through a mysterious land as he attempts to find out just where he came from. He develops his powers to fight off stronger and stronger enemies along the way as learns of the harshness of the cultivator world.

The library was an old three-story building that use to be a factory. It was donated over fifty years ago. And was one of the older building in the area. It had been updated in the last few years with new walls, stairs, and wiring. However, they had kept the worn wood floors and it still had a cool, well-used and comfortable feel to it.

She walked over to the front counter where the librarian, Mrs. Chen, sat working on the computer.

"Hello, Lina. I heard you finally got assigned independent study. It took those kooks up in the English department long enough, heh?"

"You're telling me. I didn't know how many more of those idiots I could take without counseling." She thought about how that could be taken for a moment. "The students, that is, Mrs. Chen."

"Sure. Your class time doesn't start until tomorrow, so I assume you're here for your book."

"It finally came in?!"

She smiled and reached beneath the counter.

"Just this morning. Blood by GRAY."She shook her head but handed her the book. "Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried about you."

Lina laugh. The game and the book was sort of along the same vane but different. The book focuses more on how one could tell if you could make potions in real life. That is if you had blood. The author of the book offer list and guilds on taking a potion from a game and make money.

"Shoo, now," she said, waving her hands. "You're terrible."

She took the book and walked to the back corner of the room where the wide oak stairs led up to the second floor and her special reading spot. She ran her hand up the smooth banister as she walked up, loving the feel of the cool wood. The library had always been a quiet spot she had used to think and relax since she had come to the college three years ago. She used it to get away from all of the whispers and names.

At the top of the stairs, she walked through the maze of books to a dimly lit far corner. The shelves formed a natural hallway that prevented anyone from seeing the corner unless they actually walked through. It held a large beige chair big enough for two and a standing light next to it. She never worried about anyone being there because the idiots on campus barely walked through the reference books on the first floor, let alone the second floor where most of the romance, fiction, mystery, horror, fantasy, and science fiction books were held.

She set her bag on the floor beside the chair and plopped down, pulling her legs up under her. She didn't need the light yet, so she opened her new book and began reading.

"Isn't he so sweet, Anggie?"

"Hm, really, Princess, that cat is very sweet."

"Is that so? If we keep it, will my father be angry?"

"Of course not Princess, isn't he an understanding father?"

The 5-year-old girl smiled with satisfaction.

"Is that really Anggie? You're not lying, aren't you?"

"Of course, Princess Fermelia, which low servant might dare lie to you?"

"Then it's decided!"

Maid and the little girl carried the dirty, poor cat toward the Kingdom of Aelcastle.

"Be careful, Princess, your clothes can be dirty."

"Hem. It doesn't matter, won't it be my care later? So, I think, a little dirty is a proper payment."

Φ¤¤¤Φ

The day has passed quickly, from the soft morning to the afternoon atmosphere that picks up. The red mega floating in the air began to close his eyes starting the night that had arrived.

At that time the Kingdom of Aelcastle was filled with corrupt nobles. Only a few of those who became honest leaders including the Hamlet family, so that the kingdom broke into 3 parts of the corrupt nobility faction led by the Larson family by honest nobles led by the Bostell family and the third was the military side led by General Ashley or precisely General Brendan Ashley. Even so they will look right when dealing with the king, because only the king they fear, even though feared does not mean that they cannot influence. And the competition took place among the 3 groups.

But the king didn't know that. He was secretly bored with his life as king, too many lickers near his throne and this was dangerous. He realized this. However, he could do nothing about it because their work was done in secret and was very clean.

At that time the kingdom was in an atmosphere of joy because their daughter had a birthday that day and all Royal Nobles were invited including the Hamlet family. And the party will last a full day and night in the main hall of the kingdom.

Φ¤¤¤Φ

"Forgive me for troubling you."

"Ah, what are you talking about? Am I still a father's child? Why are you so reluctant!"

"It's true my husband said father. Dad doesn't need to be so happy, aren't we still father's family too?"

"Ha ha ha, you two husband and wife are indeed children who should be proud of, making me Old Hamlet satisfied. Ha ha ha."

The husband and wife are none other than Crowd and Erina with the demon butler behind them.

"And you Luce, long time no see, your face still handsome, are you human? Ha ha ah."

Luce just smiled, and answered elegantly.

"No, I am a butler who is loyal to the servant's servant, Crowd Hamlet."

"Ha ha ha, your loyalty is promising."

The husband and wife just smiled when they saw his father lying weak on the bed laughing.

"By the way, how was my grandfather Sirrius?"
The old grandfather looked back at the face of the child and son-in-law.

"Ah, he's fine father. Later he will become a golden light for the Hamlet family."

"Ah really? I want to see that happen! But ..."

The old grandfather looked grim when pondering.

"Daddy, don't think about the most important thing is your child is leaving promising offspring right? Ha ha ha."

Both men laughed out like there was no burden on their shoulders.

"By the way, dad, what really happened?"

Erina asked, starting seriously. Then the grandfather looked at the butler.

"I understand, I will help the kitchen."

Luce quickly passed, then Grandpa's face began to look serious.

"I think you forgot something!"

"Ah. Yes, father, I almost forgot. This was the financial report last month, even though there was a small problem but it could be closed with our finances."

"What is that problem? No! Leave that and let's discuss the more important problem."

The faces of those present in the room began seriously.

"Have you eaten?"

"Ha ha ha, what is this daddy. The time is serious too. Hahaha," Crowd said

"Then I'll prepare lunch for us."

Erina stood up and immediately resigned from the father-in-law's room, until outside the room there was still the echo of laughter from the father and son. And he can only smile sweetly.

Shortly after Erina left the conversation in the room changed drastically.

"There are important things I have to tell you only!"

"Is that daddy? Don't joke like the last time!"

"Of course not, I just want you to hear this."

"Then what is that?"

"I have a mission for you to make contact with the military faction because I know you are an adventurer with an Adamantium rank, you can definitely protect yourself if something unwanted happens. So this is a dangerous mission. Do your best and do no harm to yourself."

"Good father, I will do the best for you and also for our family. But if something happens to me, please take care of my son Sirrius and my wife."

"Daddy will do the best Crowd."

Then the conversation returned to normal. Shortly after that Crowd's wife entered the room.

"Daddy, the food is ready. Do you want to eat here or in the dining room?"

"Aah, because you are rarely here, then take me to the dining room, we eat together. Come on, come on! Come on hurry my stomach is hungry."

The husband and wife helped his father to sit in a wheelchair and push the wheelchair toward the dining room.

"Ha ha ha. I haven't eaten with my small family for a long time, by the way, how's the development of my grandson Sirrius?"

"Ah, he is growing rapidly now, he can walk even maybe his body is healthier than most children."

"Yes, father, I will not be surprised if when I go home my child can write."

"Maybe he will be a golden light for our little family."

Then they ate quietly like most nobles when the meal all became quiet.

Φ¤¤¤Φ

"Hem. Do you want Sirrius-sama?"

The baby pointed to the book that Julia brought

"This book? Do you want to read it? But this is a magic book, is it ok?"

The baby smiled and nodded and Julia was familiar with this strange thing, so she decided that this was natural.

"Then let's read together."

Julia held little Sirrius and began reading the elementary level magic book.

Sirrius Hamlet, a nobleman who was wasted into the world of devils. He got out of the human kingdom because his parents were killed by them.

In this revenge mission he is in the process of learning magic all over the world with 7 sky dungeons. Armed with knowledge from the previous world he began to conduct investigations to take revenge on the human kingdom.

Can he do it?

They were ready when the artificial voice of Ol' Brainless broke their silent reverie. The pens always put most people into a rather sombre mood. There was so much anger and rage and most of all helplessness suffused into that silence and that was the case with all of humanity. However, existence was existence even if it was done through the dirtiest lens that was on hand. It was a pity that all of humanity needed the pens from the time that they were born till the time that they died. Even a small lapse in using the pens would cost them. The fact remained that the medication of the pens was diluted to safe levels for the military as there were benefits attached to the 'costs' of not using the pens. 
 The ship came back into the regular space. Breaking out of the worm hole or rather Faster than Light space or FTL for short was always spectacular. The darkness that they were in would be gone and like the unveiling of a great mystery, the stars would wink back into existence. It was like a billion sparks multiplied by themselves and decided to show up unannounced. However, that was not the case this time. 
This time, it was a lot worse. They saw the stars alright but right in front of them, stretching out all the way in all directions in front of them was the void. It wasn't even the void of the FTL space. It was the purest void darkness that hid inside the nightmares of all sentient beings. It was the Abyss. It stretched all over, uncaring, making everything even the universe with its millions of brilliances seem pitiful. The darkness rippled in the space like a vertical, all encompassing, relentless ocean.
 This was why no one was able to go beyond the solar system. Some of the few aliens arrived before the Abyss held the entire solar system in check. None of the races ever had a reasonable explanation for the Abyss other than 'god' or mysterious energies. For all intents and purposes, the Abyss was a blanket of sorts. It stopped the sol system from branching out but also saved the sol system from crumbling to the enemy. The enemy still came past the obstacle but that was a concern that was better shelved for a better time. For now, the Abyss was a benevolent guardian that would kill them all if they stepped within its confines. The facts were thus.
 Everything that entered the Abyss was trapped within the Abyss. Nothing was allowed out. Not one atom was ever released by the Abyss. Not even the best machines that they possessed could read anything of the Abyss, not even what it was made of. The only thing that they knew was that this was like the stars in the sky. The Abyss simply existed. It was only in their best interests that it stood the tests of time. 
 That was why this news of a transmission from the Abyss was so fearsome. It was something like a millennia already and there had been nothing from this place. Furthermore, the transmission wasn't alien in origin. It was terran-human and that alone made it rarer than rare. The view screens on the bridge showed the almost seductive dance of the Abyss walls. Right when their ship was about a few kilometres from the expected signal that was being transmitted them, the Abyss walls began to ripple. It was as though a stone was being thrown into the walls for good measure. The rippling was noted by Ol' Brainless and was brought up at the view screens. 
 "Call me crazy but that is the most breath taking scary shit I've ever seen," said Book with a soft whimper. There was simply something unnerving about seeing the constant Abyss buckle and move like this. They knew it then that all of the various scanners concentrated at the abyss were going to be on fire. Surely a thousand people would be roaring around at home to tell someone that something ground breaking had occurred. It wasn't like the usual rips in the Abyss. This was the buckling of the abyss and it would not bode well for them if the abyss truly collapsed on its own. 
 The rippling revealed a platform made of stone, so dark that the view screen didn't show it the first time around. The stone seemed to slip away from their sights as though shy about revealing it's secrets to the world. The platform naturally held something on it. That was a set of silver and dull gold stairs that led into the abyss. Not even now the abyss would allow anything to be seen of its innards. 
 "Well crew," said Buddha after a long couple of minutes of seeing that platform. "That is an invitation and apparently our destination as well. Fortunately for us, we're all disposable."
 "Apparently," said Book. The two women were not inclined to speech at this time. It was far more efficient to be getting ready. It was sure that the platform wasn't a function of the abyss. It was rather that whoever had sent that message out to be heard by the humans, it was that person. "Come on, can't we talk about this for a just a second. Can we not go on this expedition? Surely they wouldn't know. Do we absolutely have to fucking go and die." He tried to convince them all but the problem was that none of these people seemed to be even remotely interested. Only Wasp cast a look of disdain as she prepared all of the devices that might be of some use in a totally uncharted territory.
 They knew their responsibilities and so that reflected the type of gear that they carried. Book was the lightest. He was supposed to carry the magenta pens and rations. A few other sundries were also in his list of gear. He had the pack ready but he was busy trying to convince the others of their mindlessness of trying to enter the Abyss. While he'd been keen on trying to enter the world inside the abyss during their FTL travel, coming up close and personal made him want to turn in the other direction and run for his life. 
 Wasp carried a lot more. She carried a dozen sensors and then a few more, for redundancy's sake. Or so she claimed. Unlike Book, she merely went about checking off her list of equipment. She even had time to pat Book on his bottom and ask him to man up and get ready. As for what she carried other than her not even the captain of this expedition, Buddha knew. When seeing her overloaded figure that was surely violating a dozen safety regulations, al she had to say for herself was that all of this was required and not even Valkyrie had the guts to question her on this matter.
 Valkyrie carried weaponry and that was all. A fully automatic rifle with enough ammunition to drown an army was the primary thing. Then were a few dozen grenades, smoke, EMP and thermic as well. She carried a wicked bowie knife placed at her hip holster. She carried a few emergency medical provisions as well. Those would help in case things went south. 
 Buddha's gear was simple. He was a walking hospital. Unless one's head or heart were separated or destroyed, he could bring that person back to life. That was why he was called the Buddha. All four of them, including one kicking and screaming Book were promptly sent to that platform on a small carrier platform. Their suits were skin tight and only a simple mask allowed them to continue breathing and function in the vastness of space. Buddha carried a few dozen canisters of oxygen to last his team for a few weeks depending on what faced them beyond the void. 
 The ship would be cloaked now and would remain here for them to return or unless the mission headquarters broke radio silence and called the ship back. 
  They stood on the platform and looked at the portal, for it was a portal. "That my fellow fuck ups, is a god damned portal. Do you even know how impossible this is? Forget it. We're going forward aren't we? Aren't you dumb asses even worried about the forces on the other side? Let that aside, aren't you worried that we'll be ripped to shreds by the forces of the portal itself?"
 "Book!" Valkyrie barked into her communicator. 
"Yea…" he responded weakly. He never had the best of interactions with the military woman. 
 "You might want to shut up now," said Valkyrie in a tone that brooked no dissent.
"Well, folks," said Buddha as he took a step forward on the platform towards the stairs that led into the portal. "We're going to tread into a place that most of us have not ever wanted to go to and I know even if you don't say it that none of us other than I have a desire to see what the Abyss is like. Yet, we are here and already we have results. Do you guys notice anything about the stairs?"
 "NO!" Book yelled as he took one large step behind and roared with anger. "Not possible. Fuck this shit. Do you really want to complicate all of this with even more weird shit? Are you all fucking robots? Surely this must make you want to run now. I can take inexplicable danger from natural causes but not from a fucking ghost ship."
 "Book, Shut up or else I'll simply kick you off this platform. Is that clear darling." Wasp spoke softly but Book shut up immediately and started whimpering unconsciously. 
     "Ahem! Before we were disturbed by that little tirade there, see this." Buddha pointed to the sides of the stairs. In a flowing cursive script that wasn't even common in the empire now was printed something beautifully. It shone in the darkness of space and seemed just that much more welcoming. "Book, I've guess that you've already translated it. Tell us now."
 "Fuck…okay I'll indulge you suicidal bastards. It says exactly, welcome to your home in the stars, HRMS Regalia. Fuck…Why I even had to understand that. You fools don't even have to right? Are you scared now? Come on…"
 "One more word and I'll shoot you. Keep your words to a minimum and we'll survive through this." Valkyrie spoke then. Even though she didn't show it. The words had already cast a shadow on them all. This was the reality. They were probably going to get into a ghost ship of sorts. And if that wasn't a problem, they didn't know what was. 
 "Yes, I thought as much. This shows that whoever, or rather whatever is behind that portal is or was part of us at one time. So it gives us a good chance to see that this place might be a source of answers and knowledge for us. So in order please enter the portal. Valkyrie, Book, me and then Wasp. We'll regroup on the other side and see what the world has to offer to us pioneers. Most of all when you step through remember to praise the lord. The majesties of the Abyss are to be respected above all else.
 "Understood," said Valkyrie who didn't even hesitate as she stepped forward and rushed up the stairs. It was only when she was up twenty of the almost forty stairs that Book realized that she'd clipped his belt to her via a cable used to attach weights to ships. He only had time to yell as the soldier dragged him into the portal along with her. Buddha followed with a smile. He knew that this was the only way to get their information terminal to come with them in to the portal .it wasn't the best of ways but it would work for now. He whistled an old ditty as he walked into the portal. Wasp was the last and she was the calmest of them all. She simply looked at their ship one last time. She sighed and walked into the portal. 
 The silent space remained even more silent but elsewhere there was nothing less than a din. The platform crumbled back into the Abyss, with ripples and all. the stairs were retracted back into the Abyss walls. 
Soon the Abyss was like it always was. It was plain and unassailable. Only a ship hovered a few kilometres in front of it waiting for those who were once its crew.
  The four travellers arrived almost within seconds of entering their portal. However, they didn't feel any different. All they felt was a sudden lurch in their bodies as a gravity of 2 G's fall on them. The four of them huddled up as they saw only the lights on their suits. This was pure darkness with no light from their surroundings at all. They were first of all pleased that they were in one piece. They hadn't expected that to be the case. Instant death was the best of their hopes. 
   Book was already losing the edge of his fear. A dozen cybernetic implants augmented by the magenta pens was whirring to life in his head. The darkness was not dark anymore. The world here was simply so….alive. He turned green at once. It was alive. Everything was alive. And everything was dead. What was this? His sensors made no sense. His senses felt nothing. He wanted to tell that to the others but he couldn't find words. What was this madness? Surely no crawling terrors would appear in front of them. 
 The darkness suddenly gave way to blinding light so bright that they could see the light even though their closed eyelids. When the light toned down to a spectrum that they could see in, they saw that they were in a large room of sorts. It even looked like an atrium of sorts. There was a counter for a receptionist and two large ornate stair cases that led to other floors on this ship. Or so they assumed. Everything was in tones of warm reds and soft steels. Everything looked new and functional. The four of them removed their masks and stowed it. Their sensors made it clear the air was non-toxic and around ninety percent similar to earth atmospheres. There was even a small compulsion in their minds then that they needed to do this to show their sincerity. Or that was what Buddha thought to himself. He was the first and on seeing that he was fine, they all took deep breaths. The air here was fresher than what they were used to at home. The processed air in the ships was simply too artificial. So they took deep breaths and tried to make sense of it all. They still didn't dare to take a single step from where they were standing. 
"Welcome puny mortals to my lair…," said a voice that was so eerie and beautiful it made them want to die at once. "Ow! What was that for?" there was a short pause and annoyance here. "I understand. I was just playing around. Oh well, let's start again. Welcome to our home. Live long and prosper!" this time there was a clear sound of a body hitting another body and that same voice yelped in pain. "I get it! Welcome, please step forward and make yourselves at home."

The stars defend us but fail. The weapons of war defend us but fail. But the Dark, the Dark is the only absolute in our world. it remains steadfast but we don't understand. A millennia of silence and then the Dark responds. Shall we see what it holds? Maybe it holds things that we do not ever want to show to the light of day


/Author's Note for the synopsis: Sadly, This is going hiatus. Working on the other novel which is apparently doing better. So drop comments if this needs to be rekindled or else, let this remain.

In a warehouse on the outskirts of Gotham City, a dark room was suddenly illuminated by the pale red-orange glow of a summoning circle. Ten cloaked figures stand before the spell, moaning and chanting out to the abyss. They were reaching out to the other side because they needed to know a secret. If they could find what they sought after then all of their hopes and dreams would come true. 

These figures could feel the warmth leave their bodies as the glow from the spell intensified. The room lit up as if in the middle of the day, but the figures could not see the light. The metal beams which held up the warehouse started to glow, radiating heat but the figures could no longer feel anything around them. Their focus was on the creature they had summoned into this world. 

She was ethereal. The creature they summoned body was composed of pure mana. She steadily phased in and out of this world, creating a rhythmic dance that enchanted them. She spoke out to them, drawing them in, on every one of her words.

"I am a legend breaker, a truth teller, what truths would you have?"

In a blatant attempt to mask his voice, one of the cloaked individuals stepped forward with a book in hand and stated to this so-called truth teller, "Tell me the truth about Anthony Aims! What is his origin?"

A burst of light and mana was released from her body as her arms flailed around leaving afterimages with every movement. Her eyes glowed with an eerie light as she looked at the humans before her as if she were looking into their souls.

"Anthony Aims, born in tragedy, or born in celebration, or born with unremarkable circumstances?"

Another one of the cloaked figures stepped forward and yelled,  "She's contradicting herself."

Another one confirms, "Yes, this must be a protection spell, place down by Cantrip himself." Without any other options, they decided to let her continue.
 
"Was Aims born into tragedy with his mother dying at birth?  Or, was he born into celebration with a proud, loving mother and father doting on him? Or, did his birth not matter and he was just born the youngest to an elder sister? He was either a destructive and cruel boy, a strange boy compelled by a force unnamed, or just an ordinary boy, innocent. All of these led down to one path; Aims met a demon. This demon was either lost and was looking for a way to move on, wanted to help Aim find his way, or convinced him to learn the dark arts. Either way, the demon was there, and he had Aim burn the orphanage, his parents, or his sister to ash."

  The cloaked figures stopped her there.

 "He burned his own family," asked a cloaked woman, "IS THAT TRUE?"

 "Yes," said the legend breaker, "the first of many prices paid for power."

 The cloaked figures stood there dumbfoundedly.

 "From there," she continued, " Aims used his new powers for trickery, or ignored it and made a vow never to use magic, or maybe he became a student and learned all he could to prevent this type of thing from happening ever again. All of these paths led to Aims meeting a young girl in trouble. You see the girl was tormented by a demon and by using his knowledge gained from his youth Anthony tried to save her, however, he failed. He failed because the girl was doomed anyway. The result was either Aims fleeing the scene, Aims being caught and prosecuted for the crimes committed on that night, or he escaped and was never found, but collapsed into madness from finally touching hells flames'. Or, maybe, he defeated the demon and claimed his rightful place in a world filled with magic."

 The legend breaker, truth teller, began to spin around creating dancing wisps. All of the light and heat are sucked back into her as the dancing lights pulse in and out of step with her mana. 

 "Thus Cantrip was made," she yelled.

 The figures in cloaks begin to fall ill as blood starts to leak from every pore on their body. Their eyes begin to bulge as they start to drop to the floor one by one. They could feel it now. The floor is as icy as the rumored Mr. Freeze. The demon is beginning to kill the figures.

 "You would summon that which you do not understand, and you can not bind what you do not."

 From the darkness, a man emerges with a deck of playing cards in hand. As he walks towards the demon, his hand begins to glow as he shuffles through the deck of cards. The man walks through the summoning circle and stands before the creature. The beast floats away as she could see who this man was from the glow of the ring tethering her there. This man was six two, light skinned with dark curly hair. His eyebrows had a scar, and his eyes were dark silver. He was a very fit man, lean, a body suitable for swift movements, but underneath there was a great power. He wore a white dress shirt with a red bow tie.  His shirt was tucked into fitted cargo pants tucked into a pair of dark high laced boots. Over his shirt, he wore a black zip-up hoodie and over his hoodie he had on a tan trench coat.

 The man began to laugh. "A legend breaker, I didn't think there were any of you left. Man you shits are annoying. Well, you can't have these souls so off with you."

 The creature yells, "No I claimed these mystics, they are mine. These mystics failed to contain me."

"I bet you would, did you tell them what you are? I mean you told them truth-teller, and that's the only thing they heard." 

 The cloaks begin to fall off the figures.

"Look they are nothing but children, nothing but kids. Its either they found the book by accident, or you led it to them. Or maybe they thought this would be funny or maybe you broke the rules, and you put it in their hands," Anthony exclaimed, pointing at her. 

"They sought your hidden secrets."

"Ya, good for them," said Aims as he stopped shuffling cards and made all but one disappear and threw it at the demon, "now get out of here." 

There was no explosion, no burst of energy but just the disappearance of the creature. 

The kids looked around to see it was daytime.

"Thanks, Anthony."

"Thanks, Aims."

Thank you so much Cantrip," the teens exclaimed. "We won't talk about your past."

"Oh, really which past is that," Aims asked, "What if none of what you saw was my origin?"

Aims turned around and walked away as owls flew from his body causing him to vanish leaving the teens staring wide-eyed.

Because of a mixup, The Presence enlist Death to make an offer to Anthony Aims to be reincarnated into the body of the twin of John  Constantine, of the DC universe, two years before Bruce Wayne parents death. Read as this mistake becomes DC's own Supreme able to have tea and play chess with the Presence on a daily basis.

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