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บท 12: Their tales...(1)

( please bear with this chapter it is bit gory mind it all fiction; enjoy.)

BEFORE THEY MERGE.

(AM going to change merge into sync or synchronization.)

Sitting in a on the white void are three figure who formed a triangle.

on the left is ????? a disfigured boy with name beside him is a man with pure white free from blemishes but his face marked by a scar going down from his left to his cheek and finally at the top his Adrien with night black with a fairly handsome face.

" so that my story so far i guess."

"so you have no name, then how do they call you."

" honestly they don't since most of the time am either being beaten , kicked or cursed."

"that sad okay next."

The two then proceeded to stare at the boy with hairs.

" *sigh* my story begins...

Eons of years ago in a secluded part of the universe during the time when the outer gods and old gods battle for dominance, during the age of universal level divine war before the birth of the Greeks before the existence of mana.

On a beautiful brown and blue planet there was where you can find devotees who gave their all for their gods, their were people who could go miles and whose morals become lost when it involve their faith.

on this after a battle with one of the lower warriors of the outer gods a joyous occasion was spreading all around the high priestess had just given birth the best it was a boy, a hero has been born the one who shall fight with the gods.

seven years later the child was tested to be a spawn of one the outer gods the being of despair, death the one and only Nhimbaloth.

The elders of the temple decided to have a meeting.

BANG

a chair was thrown to the wall.

" how do you explain this blasphemy, how do you explain the fact that the high priestess your own daughter brought forth an abomination."

" yes, explain yourself!!!.

And so a rather heated one sided accusation this went one until.

" Fools."

Everybody turn to look at the man wearing a golden robe with white linen and silver at its fringes, looking at his bald head they wondered: 'has he finally gone mad.'

"don't you understand the kind of opportunity in front of you, we have a living vessel that is close in being to those outer bastard meaning we can study it and find out some of its weaknesses giving us a major advantage in battle."

'RUTHLESS'

everyone thought.

Giving them a few instruction and the command to arrest his daughter and grandson, he was finally alone in the meeting room.

he stood up walked near the windows overlooking the city.

A small puddle formed behind him slowly transforming into a humanoid figure wearing a silver metal armor sporting a long estoc and a dark fluttering cape behind him.

" what is it Cadmus?"

" My lord if i may was this truly the only way?"

" No, Cadmus it'not but it the only way all of us and the entire planet doesn't become a thing of the past, what do you think our lord's will do when they find we are catering for the enemy."

" But sir she is the young lady i-"

" She stopped being the young lady, my daughter or the priestess the moment she gave birth to that child."

FEW YEARS LATER.

The young boy have been disemboweled, cut into pieces stabbed with different kinds of weapon and at one point he was flayed or skinned by a hot scalding knife to see if what he was underneath.

Once again the elders were having a meeting to decide the fate of the hybrid.

A very long discussion ensued some supporting the fact that the boy could still be used for experiment to produce more life saving drugs due to his unusual regenerative factor while the other are saying the boy should be killed; a small part were saying the boy should be given to their lord's so as to receive a reward.

And so this black-hole of a discussion continued and it started getting heated reaching the point of a few throwing hands and insults.

" *mmmphfgg* "

" If i may."

" Go on Cadmus."

" This young man we are speaking about is someone who we are underestimating the other i sent this young man to a battle with a squad of six and they fought against another 50 servitors[2] and all came back without injuries due to the young man.

agreeing to the thought the young man fought many wars won most of it, he battled abirators, municipal and many more[3]; he became known later as general of death E.U (In our current language it means unintelligent pet.)

It was like any other day E.U just led them to victory and they conquered another planet in their star system, they were celebrating their victory when a sudden intense pressure hit them they felt their body burst the stronger were faced deep into the ground unable to move a muscle or breath.

hovering over them is a humanoid with grey skin and green scaled armour holding a long golden spear with a swipe of it's hand all the armies on the planet died.

"gsyy hsysyg hahaha."

Few hours later.

A man clad in red and black armour appeared at the battle scene.

"quite sad though they are weak they are useful cannon fodder."

He turned around to leave when suddenly a tiny movement caught his eye.

"oh would you look at that."

I be releasing the next chapter in a few hours.

[1] nhimbaloth: is a being in lovecraft she is depicted as death,ghost and despair.

[2] servitors are the foot soldier of the outer gods.

[3] according to outer rank

servitor>abirators>municipals>generoids.


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