Capítulo 3: Vision of Destruction

When our young Pharaoh Aharon had finished his existential crisis and bouts of arrogance he began to walk in to the building. He had no idea where he was other than in Cairo, Egypt and in what he assumed was his palace. He looked around at statues, painting and heiroglyphics depicting myths and legends lost to man. As he continued walking through a long hallway the sound of Anklets clinking as if someone was running, reached his now more receptive ears. He watched as woman somewhere in her early 30s dressed as a maid came up to him rushing. She bowed low as she could and said, 'My Pharaoh it is you, the gods have blessed us our lands, please follow me to your chambers where your mother is waiting for you.' Alex nodded as if to say yes and she led him to a grand door made of ebony wood with various unique architecture. She opened the door and bowed to a woman sitting on a chair facing a mirror and said, 'my lady the Pharaoh is here'. And bowed low once again and closed the door as she walked out of the room.

The woman at the mirror stood and turned around to face her son and Pharaoh and bowed as convention then suddenly stood back up to admire his divinity. His eyes the deepest gold that stared into the soul. His hair obsidian black and soft as silk. His face with little baby fat showing dimples, tanned caramel skin showing his future lady killer looks. His height was at 3 ft 5 inches, few inches taller than regular boys a testament to his divine blood and rapid growth. All in all the mother was satisfied with her sons divine but cute looks.

She bent down to him and looked him in the eye. and said,'my Pharaoh, my son I am your birth mother Nour you may address me as mother normally but mom privately'.She caught him admiring her

Long luscious black hair, violet eyes and her perfectly shaped gymnasts body. Nour's eyes widened and she smiled behind her hand and spoke teasingly to her child, 'ufufufu dear oh dear my child is ogling me, even his mother is not safe from his gaze' and pretended to cry causing panic to her son.

Aharon panics and starts waving his arms trying to distract and stop the woman calling herself his mother from crying. Suddenly she starts laughing indicating that she was teasing him causing him to pout and look away with crossed arms. Nour teases him more ,'Aww is my little Pharaoh a ts-un-du-re?' Causing him to blush and look away again . She suddenly moved towards him and hugged him and whispered in his ears,' my son, my light, the gods have blessed me with you and I will do my best to raise you as a good man and pharaoh.' She kissed his cheek and moved away from him. She informed him she would speak to him more tomorrow and explain things in further detail but first it is his bed time even demigod children need sleep she said. She carried him to the majestic oval bed with Egyptian silk sheets and tucked him in and sat next to him on the bed running her hands through his hair to soothe her new child to sleep.

Aharon (POV)

I slowly opened my eyes and yawned and looked up to see my new mother sleeping against the headboard of the bed. I was surprised at myself for accepting her so quickly, but I think the factors that contributed are I know my mother would have wanted me to have family and I know my new caretaker can never take place of my mother Diane, plus who said a boy can't have two mother's? Unintentionally yesterday I had used my limited empath ability to see her intentions and emotions and all of them were pure and positive showing me that this woman only has good intentions for me. As I shuffled to get off the bed, my new mother awoke and greeted me and told me we would have breakfast soon and that she would have a maid come over to bathe, clothe me and lead me to the dining area. She stood up and walked out of my room giving me a view of her toned backside and muscular legs. What can I say even if I'm not hormonal yet I can still appreciate beauty for what it is.

I had finished all my morning tasks and reached the outdoor patio where a dining table was set up with lavish breakfast foods. At the middle of the table my mother sat waiting for me looking ethereal in the sun of the early morning. I guess I could see why she is a demigod of Hathor. She smiled and called me over to sit next to her. She explained to me in detail why I was chosen and that I was now Pharaoh and with that I control magic and non magical Egypt through both governments. She explained to me how I had my own private army which are my enforcers and guards, the bureau of magicians where administrators and lawmakers work, the Alexandria library, the several academies of magic throughout Egypt, the court of Goddess Maat where judgement is given to criminals. She further went on to say that in the throne room is where emergency meetings are held in your purview and where laws are given to you to pass or deny, where the court of magicians and ministers come to you with problems they cannot solve through human means. I had asked if there where other magic societies she said yes but they are all different and have their own laws, she mentioned that Vatican has one of the biggest magic societies spanning across most European countries, however the Church of England is separate and is its own society where elite families like Pendragons are lords. She further mentioned Japanese youkai and mages that practice youjutsu, chakra and their own brand of magic.the Chinese and Korean with their senjutsu cultivating arts (cultivate life force to live longer)

The rest of the world has very small communities she explained to me, small tribes in Africa that worship African gods through rituals. Few worshippers in Aztec and Mayan temples with their brand of sacrificial magic. But she said to me a prominent hidden society in America is the demigods of greek and roman origin and magic users referred to as mist users by them. I also asked about other gods and she said that the strongest pantheon of gods with both power and numbers are the Hindu pantheon with 33.3 million gods as a result they often don't have many demigods. She explained all pantheons are in isolation in their realms and heavens or have been destroyed and made to fade by the primordial mother of creation Tiamat. Gods of Mesopotamia and Babylon faced this harsh fate as they were eradicated on a whim of a rampaging primordial deity.

I felt shivers go all down my spine. That sounded a bit like the fate universe and Tiamat as soon as I muttered her name I had a vision with my farsight ability of a huge BEAST flattening heaven and slaughtering a whole mythos is of gods. Blood rained everywhere. Burning buildings. Crushed monuments now turned to rubble under the feet of the beast. Anguished screams could be heard from everywhere distortions in the air as if the dimension itself was breaking apart, until it was silenced by a large menacing beam coalescing at the beasts mouth and horns, it fired at the centre of the golden city causing it to implode atomising everything. I was suddenly jerked forward sweat on my forehead, spine tingling and hands shaking. I realised I witnessed the end of an era, the eradication of Babylonia, the mass genocide of gods against a being truly terrifying. I looked up with glistening eyes at my new mother and she raised her eyebrow at me in question she suddenly put her finger on my head as if to read my mind. Five seconds passed she was forced back out of her chair and on her back as she viewed my vision. She suddenly looked at me in tears and hugged me, ushering sweet words to me in comfort. I suddenly looked up at my mother and stared into her eyes as if conveying I will not be defeated, I won't lose, I will conquer. She softly smiled at me in tears and said,'my foolish child I hope you are prepared, I will not go easy on your learning or training, you will have little rest if you wish to go against a being at that level'.

I looked up at the sun and smiled as if invigorated and filled with purpose, the sun provided me with comfort as if assuring me on my path. I looked out to the streets of Cairo and thought to myself these innocents do not deserve destruction or horror of that magnitude and as pharaoh it is my job, my destiny to take on such entities and live to tell the tale.

For only a CAMPIONE a fool of fools, a king of kings would strike down any god.