Chapter 1 The Beginning of Life -- The Start of the Great Battle Between the Thirteen Realms of Arthen: The Great Rebirth

 

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The Beginning of Life

 

Five hundred years passed by as one Grandmaster Sorceress oversaw the Light Realm.  She was its protector and guardian.  She blocked the realm traveling fire with an ice-cold winter.  Only her heart would allow an individual to pass through the Blue Fire Keep.  It was kept in the Blue Fire Cave.

Grandmaster Sorceress Staliac got manipulated by her older brother Jules of the Immortalizational Realm.  It all started between her brother High Ruler Jules and his sister Sorceress Staliac.  She wanted to capture the title of High Ruler, but she lost during the civil war in the Immortalizational Realm.

High Ruler Jules banished her to the Light Realm.  He stripped her of her powers.  Then he kicked her through the Eternal Flame.  He ordered her to gain her own new powers.  She breathed out in pain from the kick to the stomach.  She yelled that she would be back one day.

She woke up in a fetal position in rags.  She didn’t know that much about the Light Realm.  She heard tales of it being a free nation.  She formed a campsite and used flint rock to ignite a campfire in the Eternal Flame Cave.  Then she would carve an arrowhead to hunt with a durable stick.

She scouted the area.  She listened to the nature around the Eternal Flame Cave.  She came across a small village.  She asked how she could get a payment.  The hardware attendant offered a reward for someone to kill a BioBear near a cave.  Staliac took the job for payment.  She was going to try her magic on the wild animal.

BioBear was a very large animal.  It was a highly intelligent animal.  It had four paws and large hind legs to stand on to bite the bark from trees.  So, it had six legs total, and the four paws helped it climb up thick trees.

Staliac had a metal rod staff.  She saw scratch marks on trees in the area.  She realized it was in the vicinity of her whereabouts.  The BioBear’s lair was near, but she needed to get closer on the hunt.  The stench was undesirable.  She heard another animal from the kill of this BioBear.  She dashed at the scene.  There was a trail of blood from a previous animal.

It was a BioDeer.  It was an enchantment animal.  Staliac set a wire trap at the entrance of the cave.  She ignited her staff with fire and shot it at the roots of the set of trees.  The wild BioBear stormed out from danger, but it was chopped into pieces from the wire trap.  Staliac round up the pieces of the large animal.  She traveled all of it to the hardware attendant.  He paid the woman the reward.

She took the money and bought a meal at the local dinner.  Then she bought some new clothes to blend in with hunting bounties.  She saw bounties on three brothers near Mount Saint Martha.  They were Billy, Boyd, and Bligh.  She loaded up on rations for the hunt.  She bought a horse to make the journey to the center location of the mountain.  It would take her three days of travel.

The night sky allowed for the lightning bugs to fill the sky with their glowing.  She made camp for the rest of the night.  She spearheaded her fish for her dinner.  She used her flint rocks to form a campfire.

She stabbed five shredded sticks with each fish leaning against the fire.  She leaned against a log that had moss growing on one side.  Staliac remembered her brother sending her to this realm.  She whispered that she forgave him from his turmoil in the Immortalizational Realm.  She tossed another piece of kindle on the fire.

Turning into a bounty hunter in the Light Realm would help me gain knowledge of the troubles in this realm.  Morning came and Staliac used her uniocular for marking the territory.  She drew a map of her travels.  She spotted two ancient monasteries up two different hilltops.  From a distance she spotted black smoke from afar.  She guided her horse by the rangs.

She dangled her staff over the fields of wheat.  She summoned a sleepiness spell.  The pollen split and spewed the doziness.  She checked the three bounties on Billy, Boyd, and Bligh.  She placed each one in a metal cage.  Then she struck their associates with a zap from her metal staff.  She coated their blood over the staff for some wakening of dark magic.  Then she burned their carcasses and waited for the bonfire to burn out.  She wiped the ashes over the rod staff.  She didn’t mind the burning of the fire ash.  She was more immortal than these pitiful humans in the Light Realm.

She arrived with the bounties of Billy, Boyd and Bligh.  They were frightened by the enchantress Staliac.  The law officer paid the woman for the bounties.  They were chitchatting about how she performed a lucifer act on their associates by shocking them.  Then wiped her metal rod with their blood.  Afterwards burning their bodies and wiping burned ashes on it just as well.  The law officer warned her to keep moving along.

The talk around the town scared people from approaching the outcaste woman.  She bowed her head and didn’t look up to the faces of the townspeople.  She whipped the rings on her horse and stormed north of the Light Realm.  She needed to see the countryside of this realm.  She saw a medium sized volcano in the territory of the Norricians.  She stayed on the outskirts of this kingdom. 

There were twin towers in a ruin city of Dago City.  She eyed a trading post not far from her distance.  There was a saloon with rough riders.  She pushed the doors open and strolled with ease.  She sat on a barstool and ordered a glass of whiskey and for the bartender to leave the bottle.  She asked him for details about the Norricians.  He stuttered and then gained composure.  With a straight whisper he insisted on them being bounty hunters of the ordinary people.

She was surrounded by a group of six outcast Norricians.  The leader of the bunch spoke directly behind her by offering to reimburse the lonely bartender for the bottle.  Another one gripped her wrist to remove the clothing.  She had a brand mark for Compass Directional East.  The leader used a leather whip on her neck.  It sliced a tear in her neck collar shirt.  She had four brand marks for the Guardian Knights.

“What are you?”

The whip tore the bottom back shirt.  Brandmarks of the Sorceresses Directional.  The leader felt an electric shock from Staliac.  She sent a charge through her entire body.  The electric currents struck the six outcast Norricians.  Then a group of warrior guards entered through the front door.  They used their shock spears on Staliac.  She fell to the ground and unconsciously from the attack.

“Here was your astonishing payment of the bounty.”

Staliac arrived blindfolded and tied to a metal stake in a cage.  The group of the warrior guards slid out the metal stake.  They had more men to pick it up and carry it to the middle building of the interrogation room.  They would extract the magical beings from this vessel.  It would take time, but it would be done.  Her life was the sacrifice that won’t be missed.

She sat in a chair with cuffs of BioHerdic for her wrists and shins.  A forehead band was used to extract one memory at a time.  The team of shamans would ask questions to Staliac.  She would be forced to answer the questions.  The first question was how you acquired the soul of the power of three.  She sat drowsy from the drug of BioHerdic.

She was being forced to speak the truth from the liquid drug BioHerdic in her blood.  Jules and Staliac fought alongside the Power of Three.  We were fighting a twin-headed Tandrum dragon.  There we betrayed the Power of Three by injecting ominous poison from the twin-headed Tandrum fangs.  Jules stabbed Oliver and his twin sisters in the upper right of their backs.  They fell to their knees trying to breathe.  Then Jules ignited a bonanza bonfire on the Tandrum.  He hurled the three bodies into the fire.  He drew a pentagon in a circle and ordered Staliac to lay there until the fire dissipated.

There were straight up five shamans circling Staliac.  An electric stream extracted the four Compass Directional prophecies.  It was nulling her body from twitching.  They used a circuit link with BioHerdic on the tips of it.  The sorceresses of Directionals were processed with a slit on her temples on her forehead.  The transfusion of blood started mixing with the liquid drug of BioHerdic.  Her veins were transforming with BioHerdic then her bone structure would also transform into metallic Liquid BioHerdic.  The transformation would last the entire night.

            Her skin became ice cold from the injections of BioHerdic.  Her hair was a snowy powder white.  Then the lights started flickering, something was off or about to happen.  The five shamans were frozen in death sight.  Kyoat opened a portal traveling.  He unplugged Staliac from the transformation of the mineral BioHerdic.  The death sight slowed down time from the real world in the Light Realm.

The five shamans had a puzzle look.  They didn’t know what happened.  Then their noses started bleeding.  The Guardian of the Underworld was present in front of them.  It saved the last life of Staliac.  The Norrician shamans left the room.  They went to their superior tomb.  They waited as each one started meditating to wake up their ultimate weapon.

Electricity shocked the four corners of the seal tomb.  Grandmaster Sorceress Atum wiggled her fingers on both hands.  Then she spoke by coughing up centipedes and grubs.  There she inhaled the urns of her body parts and pure evil magic.  She wiped her mouth from ingulfing the other three urns.  She demanded to know where the vessel was.

All five-shaman responded that Kyoat took it to the Underworld Realm.  Atum glared at an angle on the floor.  She fought her little brother one time during the Great Battle.  She would need to waken her older brother and twin sister.  She needed their powers to get to the Underworld Realm.  She summoned her wardrobe from the golden statues in her tomb. 

She placed a cloak over her original clothes.  She formed an electric orb around her body.  She burst out of her BioHerdic Tomb.  She levitated into the sky and moved horizontally in the direction of Ancient Twelve National Tribes.  She needed to locate in Veigh City.  It was the capital of the Ancient Twelve National Tribes.

The trip was within minutes in air.  She used her index finger and removed a fountain on top of the tomb of Angelica.  She descended at the foot of the coffin.  She swiped her left hand and cleared the top of it.  She pricked her index finger on her right hand.  A single drop of blood woke Angelica.  She coughed up blood and roots.  She shrieked like a banshee and shoved her twin sister away against the wall.

“What was the meaning of this?”

Atum demanded knowledge on opening the realm portal gateway to the Underworld.  She didn’t want to fight with Angelica.  She sought just knowledge.  Angelica calmly spoke one word for her sister.

“Oliver knew the way.  He shoved Kyoat to the Underworld.”

“His tomb where would it be located?”

Angelica shrugged her shoulders.  He outlived his twin sisters from their own fate.  Atum demanded to know who would know.  Angelica coughed with the words “Black Knight.”  He was from southern civilization.  After the power of three the guardian knights buried them with respectful tombs.

Atum suctioned the life out of Angelica.  She gave her the information she needed.  Now she needed to track down the Black Knight Ryan.  She knew nothing about him.  She formed her electricity ball and ascended into the sky.  She traveled south to the Ancient Civilizational Kingdom.

Kyoat laid the lifeless body of Staliac on an altar stone tablet.  He opened a realm portal.  He headed to the Light Realm.  When it relayed to the Ancient Civilizational Kingdom.  He transformed himself into a commoner of the people.  He went into a pub to gather information.  He sat at the bar and listened to other people’s conversations.

“Has anyone seen Black Knight Ryan?  I would pay for the information.”

Everyone started laughing at the question of the night.  Then some shouted out the name graveyard digger!  Kyoat bought everyone a round of drinks.  It was about midnight and he left without alerting anyone.  He stumbled to the cemetery in the center of Newton City.  The pressure of being on holy ground forced him to tremble.  Then an old man with white as snow beard approached him from behind.  He offered a brisk drink then he explained it would take away the trembles Kyoat.

“Black Knight Ryan I presumed.”

“What brings you to this sacred ground?”

“Grandmaster Wizard Oliver.”

Black Knight Ryan paused from walking side by side with Kyoat.  He didn’t know how to respond about the older brother of Kyoat.  So, was Atum awakened from her somber sleep?  He gave an octagon amulet to Kyoat.  His last words about the jewel were that it would beam the location of the entrance of the tomb.

Off the peninsular of the mainland in the Ancient Southern Civilization there was a hole in the rocks for a golden rod to connect with the octagon amulet.  It allowed a beam of light from the sunset on the western surface across the bay on an island with a heart shaped rock formation.  Kyoat swam to the island.  He examined the heart shaped formation for a latch.  Then he found the key to opening this massive tomb.

The twin slabs of rocks split in the middle.  It opened with a creaking sound.  Kyoat needed for his brother to help bring the vessel alive.  There was a golden coffin with an image of a mold from the face of Oliver.  He shoved it but it wouldn’t budge then there was a location for the amulet to unlock the coffin.  When Kyoat twisted the amulet, it spun open.  Kyoat slit a finger for his blood to wake up Oliver.  He gagged for air.

“What are you doing here?”

“Atum has been resurrected for the vessel.  I took the vessel and need your help on waking her up from a dead sleep.”

Oliver led Kyoat to Mount Saint Mia.  He hid the gateway to the Underworld in this reflective mirror of Heaven and Hell.  Kyoat didn’t know about this.  He was misled about his duties on being the Guardian of the Underworld.  Oliver fully explained the duties of Kyoat.  They were the guardian of dead being dead.  He comprehended that Staliac was the vessel of the rebirth cycle.

Oliver led Kyoat down a tunnel with a chamber hall at the end of it.  The wall mirror was a gateway to the Underworld Realm.  He opened the doorway by pressing his palms on it.  Oliver ordered for Kyoat to enter and rescue Staliac.  Only Kyoat could enter this reflective mirror Oliver knew this and he explained it to his little brother.

He crossed over to the Underworld which Kyoat was supposed to guard.  Now he could search for the soul of the vessel.  He saw the two wolves Li and Yi.  They rounded up the dead souls to be herded to the Great Soul Eater.  He wore a calcium mask from the decay bones within this realm.

Kyoat had to hurry on searching for the soul of the vessel.  He weaved through the dead souls marching to the ignite white light.  Li and Yi rounded up the souls.  Then a halo was above one soul that didn’t belong.  Kyoat shoved his way to the soul that didn’t belong.  He gripped the wrist and led it out of the group.

He opened a realm portal at the end of the parade of dead souls.  Kyoat placed the soul of Staliac next to her physical body.  She needed to know why.  He commanded that her answers would be at the North Pole of the Light Realm.  She laid on her physical body then she grasped for air with a twitch in her back.  She sat up and opened her own realm portal.  She stepped through it to the Light Realm.

She sniffed the air and smelt Ancient One powers from Atum.  Staliac rode her horse to the frozen tundra.  Her horse became tired from the ride.  Staliac had to get off her horse and let it go to the freezing temperatures of the Northern Tundra.  She found a BioJack Rabbit.  They were medium-sized animals.  They ate the greenery at the tip of the frozen tundra.  Staliac befriended a male BioJack Rabbit.  The males were slight larger than the females.  It allowed Staliac to touch it.  Then it allowed Staliac to place a saddle on its back.

The BioJack Rabbit hopped along with Staliac to the Northern Cavern with a pink eternal flame.  Staliac slit her right palm and dripped blood on the cool pink eternal flame.  It ignited with a realm portal to the Celestial Realm.  Staliac entered it into the Celestial Realm.  She appeared in an Ancient Kingdom.  She breathed deeply from the trip.

Celestial Realm was the location of the Man of the North.  Staliac arrived in a cave hidden by a waterfall.  She has never been to this realm.  She needed to find a village for knowledge.  It was a healthy scenery of greenery shrubs.

Staliac transformed herself into a beggar.  She walked with a cane.  She wore a black robe.  She overheard some commotion about leadership.  Holy Father asked for some advice from his advisors on a personal matter.  Staliac needed to know more about this personal matter.  She kept to herself as she traveled to the upcoming city of Crestful.

Crestful was the capital of Celestial Realm.  It housed thirteen districts within its city walls.  Staliac traveled within the city walls.  She became a wash maiden for a pub.  She washed dishes and aprons.  She still needed some more information about the district that she lived in as a guest.  It was district seven.

The seventh district was broken into three subdivisions in the overall district.  The industrial district was near the outer realm of the city.  Then there was commercial district.  It was in the middle of the district.  Near the inner district was the political section.  It housed wealthy citizens.  The commercial district housed the working-class citizens.  The Industrial district housed the blue-collar citizens.

Staliac got herself involved in representing the industrial district.  She defended the small portion of taxes for bribes in the political section.  Then she moved to the inner section of the seventh district.  She fought for equality among the different sections within this district.  She met Daban, the overseer.  His family divided the wealth of their families.

Daban appointed Staliac to be his personal assistant.  He needed to keep his citizens happy from chaos.  Staliac asked about the family’s heirloom of the Diamond of Medea.  She didn’t know that much about the mysterious power from it.  Daban didn’t want to talk about the enchantment power of it, but she could sense its power source.

Staliac caught another member of the royal family in closed doors.  The person was discussing something out of the ordinary.  He had a black mask covering his mouth.  Then the family member handed over in secret a bag of golden coins.  She was observing this interaction from a distance in front of a fountain.

The man hidden behind a black mask grabbed the wrist of Staliac.  He guided her to a place under a bridge.  He demanded to know her excuses from eavesdropping.  She acted innocent from not knowing what was said.  He let her go for now.

She arrived in front of the council members.  She pleaded her case for the royal action.  Then the Chief that oversaw the thirteen districts listened to her plea for his son Daban.  He argued that this matter would be taken into consideration for now.

The Chief rose from his seat.  He strolled over to an assistant of Daban.  He ordered him to summon his son from these troubles in the Celestial Realm.  The assistant needed assistance with returning the command.  The Chief hollered that it was a direct order for his son to come to his royal chambers.

Chief Zaban met with his eldest son Daban.  He ordered for knowledge about this Staliac.  Daban mentioned that she doesn’t have anything to do with the hatred between the other brothers of Crestful City.  He warned for his father’s safety.  Chief Zaban heard rumors that someone might attempt assassination attempt on his life.

His eldest son handed his father a silver cup.  The chief started choking as if the cup was laced with a hidden poison.  His eyelids flushed blood along with the nostrils and ears.  He was caught red handed.  Someone set a trap and Daban walked right in it.  He bolted for the balcony and jumped over the ledge.

Daban searched for a second passageway through the markets rally on this day.  Staliac followed behind Daban.  She wanted to know what was going on with him and his father.  Daban scolded Staliac on following him.  He even said that you could be tied to his father’s assassination.  He kept running through the alleys to hide from the people.  Then he climbed a ladder to the roof.  He yanked out his binoculars and saw something mysterious.  It was his father waving on to the crowd.

Staliac finally caught up to her mentor.  Daban questioned her motives for following him.  She firmly replied that she was searching for the Man of the North.  She needed him in the Light Realm.  She continued the discussion that the Light Realm was in torment by the Grandmaster Sorceress Atum being risen.  Daban cut her off and signaled for her to follow him.

Daban wanted the full truth on who was Staliac.  She explained that her origins were from the Immortalizational Realm.  Then Atum was risen from five shamans in the Norrician Kingdom.  While the body of myself was confirmed dead.  Kyoat rescued my soul from the Underworld Realm.

He wanted to know how she came about this realm.  She commented that there was a realm teleport.  It was in a cave covered by a waterfall.  She displayed a map of the location.  He pointed to the region of a sacred holy land.  Daban ordered her to take him to it.  She said to him be prepared in two hours for a five-day trip from Crestful City.

She secretly gathered two of the strongest steeds to make the trip without stopping.  She packed two weeks’ worth of rations.  She hid Daban by dressing him in a greenlit cloak.  She hid herself in a blue lit cloak.  They could look for clues on who would want Daban out of the way in the Celestial Realm.

They arrived at the sacred holy land.  Daban led Staliac to the lonely monastery at the top of the cliff.  It was in ruins for some time.  He set up a bonfire to cook around.  He brought some strips of steak.  He cooked them on a flat rock of flint.  The ashes sparkled in the starless night.

“How come the stars don’t come out around this area?”

“It’s from a strong magnetic field.”

Then an elderly woman with a cane called out to Daban.  She wanted to know what were you doing here?  He called out to his grandmother of the north.  He demanded some answers about the realm portal being in these lands.  She shrugged her shoulders and laughed at her grandson.  She sat on a slab of rock and nodded to Staliac.

“I’ve heard of some backstabbing on her eldest son Zaban or Chief Zaban.”

She tossed some dried fruits from her pouch.  She warned Daban that his father has enemies within the inner circle.  She laughed sinisterly as she walked into the mist.  Staliac sensed that woman was a phantom of these lands.  Daban felt Staliac and warned her that whatever she was thinking of these lands were right.

She suspected that these lands were haunted by a spirit.  She didn’t speak a word about tracking the spirit’s footprints on land.  Daban wanted to know where the realm portal was.  He wanted Staliac to lead the way.  She led the way over some floating rocks.  It was directly behind the waterfall.  He was mesmerized by the Celestial Flame.  He knew if he touched it then it would teleport him to the Light Realm.  His eyes caught the open space beneath it.  It looked like it held something.  He ordered them to return to Crestful City.

The next full moon in the city Daban strutted down the black cobblestone road.  Some people shut their windows and doors.  They knew this day would come for Daban.  Standing in front of him was an identical man with the looks of his father.  He was in shock, then Staliac saw a tattoo on his left forearm.  She carved out of thin air a wand and discovered the truth.

“He’s your father’s identical twin.”

“Our long-lost uncle.  How could you kill your own brother?”

He hurled some smoke bombs as the three men made their way out of the city.  Daban sensed something else was in the smoke a tranquilizer drug was also mixed in it.  He collapsed to one knee.  Staliac stayed with Daban as the smoke cleared.  It wasn’t affecting her ability.

She placed Daban over her shoulder.  She carried him in an alley way.  She levitated them to the rooftop of a building.  There she placed him in a storage room to allow him to sleep the drug off.  She meditated to release her stratosphere spirit in this realm.  She placed a tracking spell onto the footprints of the unnamed three runaways.

The footprints were heading south from Crestful City.  She followed them in her spirit of stratosphere.  She still couldn’t make ends meet of who the strangers belonged, but his grandmother mentioned brothers of Zaban.

“Zeoban do you think they would come for revenge?”

“Staliac what are you doing here being away from your physical body?”

She disappeared from the appearance of being around the twin brother of Zaban.  She was woken by Daban.  She asked him about the name of Zeoban.  He mentioned that Zeoban was their estranged uncle from a darker side of the Celestial Realm.

Daban gathered his armor for the hunt of his estranged uncle.  He was more into dark cosmic of magic.  He was more into bringing back the dead for soldiers than use real men and women.  He would coat his weapons of sacrificed blood victims.

She followed hurrying to keep up.  Daban strapped on his armor and helmet.  He unsealed his old large sword.  He gripped it with one hand and twiddled his hand with it.  Then he closed the large box.  His son Aban wiped the sleep from his eyes.  His father wanted him to go back to bed.  This didn’t concern him now.

He loaded four daggers and two medium sized swords on his outer thighs.  He gave Staliac an ancient weapon that was a cloak of knowledge.  It transformed her instantly.  She dabbled in a silk black dress.  It was coated with light armor.

She could easily move around in the black dress.  She had armor on her forearms in black.  She also had shin armor below the kneecaps.  She followed quickly along with how big Daban was in his full body armor.  The journey to the southern part of the Celestial Realm was seven full days of riding.

They rested for three days out of the battle with Zeoban and his warriors.  They ate a full meal and slept for a good eight hours.  The next four days would be short for the two heroes.  They noticed stakes with skulls at the top of them.

There were puddles of fresh blood all along the pathway.  A strong dust storm upfilled the area.  Daban closed his helmet to keep the dust from his eyes.  Staliac called for a purity barrier from the cloak.  It formed one over them both.

A terribly thunderstorm roared into as Daban and Staliac travel south.  They appeared to be twenty-four hours away from Zeoban and his gang of warriors.  He stood on top of a tower shouting into the rain.  He was casting a curse on the two.

The gusty wind blew hurricane winds as Daban and Staliac dashed in the shadows.  The two quickly took out the warriors who were posted on the outskirts of the protection of Zeoban and his commandos.  Staliac learned a few tricks up her own sleeve.  She summoned the wintry mix in the thunderstorm.

The deep freeze froze on the outskirts of the protection zone.  Zeoban called for his animal friends to attack.  The disinformed bears that were covered with radiation marched through the forest.  The snow foxes were also covered with radiation from some sort of hardship. Daban cut down the bears.  His armor protected him from the radiation.  He cut down the snow foxes.  Staliac used electricity from the skies to end the bears and foxes.

Staliac formed a blue freezer fire surrounded Zeoban.  He wanted it all.  He wanted the entire family wealth.  Daban warned him that it wasn’t about the riches.  He was plainly jealous of his identical brother.  Daban broke the sword in Zeoban’s hands.  Daban handcuffed Zeoban’s wrists and ankles.

“You would stand trial for your crimes.”

Daban hurled the body into the steel cage.  He helped Staliac to her seat.  Then he climbed up to the driver’s seat.  He whipped on the rings.  The horses stormed down the dirt risen road.  It was a five-day gallop.

The chief justice of Crestful City admired the two that hunted down the real killer.  He would stand trial for his evil crimes.  Daban announced that his district would travel to the Light Realm.  It would bring us better offers for living.  He announced that it was an individual’s choice.

“Pack what you want to take through the realm portal.”

Daban led his people to the north of the Celestial Realm.  He ordered his son to take care of the Diamond of Medea.  It was his soul duty because it would come in handy later.  From a distance his grandmother glared at the parade of people.  The sun was setting in the west.  Daban directed his people to set up camp.  Staliac didn’t say much about the trip.

Several members stood guard during the night.  Staliac was being haunted in her dreams.  A mysterious voice dubbed it down as a warning to her.

“Your next visit should be in the Astoeria Realm Portal.  You’d find it in near the eastern coastlines.”

Another day will come of our meeting.  The mysterious voice softened the blow.

Staliac entered the waterfall.  She rubbed the portal realm.  It opened a massive entrance.  Daban led the way.  His people followed.  They went at their own pace.  Staliac kept rubbing the portal realm, until the very last citizen entered the portal.  It took a little over three hours until the last person was through.

Daban ordered for construction of a watchtower first.  He also continued with his command of a diameter of four walls for protection.  Everyone chipped in on working developing a common sense of living in the snowy area.

Staliac shook hands with Daban and ordered him to build an altar to place the Diamond of Medea.  It would gain your tribe great power in the future.  She walked knee deep in snow to the middle of the Light Realm.  She would visit the Ancient Twelve National Tribes.  She would meet up with Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica in Veigh City.

She appeared to be on a ledge in some mountain range.  She took out her binoculars to view a safe passageway down.  She saw some travelers up a pathway above a river.  Further down there was a twin waterfall.  She set up a campfire to eat some lunch.  She cooked some dried meat and some mushrooms.  There she ate heartly for a couple of hours.

She cleaned up her campsite.  There she made her way down a zigzag pathway on the cliff.  The travelers didn’t say a word to her they kept to themselves.  Staliac could feel the pressure of the Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica’s magic.  She learned that when two grandmasters were in the same proximity as one another, they both could feel some magic.

A large crow circled Staliac.  She was aware that someone was keeping an eye on her movements.  She didn’t allow it to stop her from approaching the capital Veigh City.  The crow was a signal to Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica.  She commanded animal spies on keeping out dangerous people.  She stood at the height of her tower in the center of Veigh City.  She had other animal species that were working for her.

The crow sounded like bristling other animals around it.  Staliac kept a close eye on it being above her.  She observed other small rodents in the area.  They escaped in cracks on the walls.  Then near the evening hours to her sight Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica appeared and disappeared in synchronization.

Staliac was close to the outer rim of Veigh City.  The sun was near its horizon.  The stars started twinkling in the sky.  The colors were neon green, blue, pink, black.  It was a forbidden message to the Ancient Ones.  Staliac finally made it to the gatekeepers of the outer rim.

“Enter at your own risk.”

Staliac saw Traven on the corner.  She thought to herself of getting a bite to eat and a drink.  She wasn’t ready to meet up with Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica now.  She was tired and wanted to eat and drink from her travels.  Then she wanted to stay at a nearby Inn and take a hot bath.

The bartender shouted out, “last call.”  Staliac had one last shot for the night.  She paid her tab at the bar with the bartender.  There she asked about an Inn for spending the night.  He pointed out at the one across the road.  She thanked him for a great time and stumbled out of his establishment and forced herself to the door of the Seleah Inn.  She asked for one room with a shower.  The clerk gave Staliac a key and replied that the room being five hundred and eleven.  Staliac zigzag to the elevator and pushed the button for the fifth floor.

Staliac removed the covers on the bed.  She pressed the door shut and opened the bathroom door.  She lit several candles.  She turned on the hot water boiler and turned on the water.  There she took a very long shower.  The steamed uncovered a written message for Staliac from Grandmaster Sorceress Angelica.  She demanded her presence at dawn.  Staliac saw it when she was drying herself off from the shower.  It was written in blood by a magical brush.

She quickly sobered up and glared at the bathroom mirror.  She went to her window to view a high rising view from the highest peak in the city.  A cathedral with a belltower could be used.  She stood on her balcony and transformed into her own crow with sliver white dashes down the spine.  She flew to the belltower and looked very carefully in every direction.

Then silently a voice was being telekinesis to the mind of Staliac.  It was warning her to leave this city now that you have the chance too.  She scanned everything down from the bird’s eye view for the one transferring the signal.  She couldn’t make it out.  Something felt wrong for her from being here.  She flew during the night to the Ancient Steps to Heaven.

She had to wait for first light to see the actual steps.  She made camp by three lonely trees.  There she saw a figure of a woman in the shadows across the campfire.

“Angelica, I presumed.”

“Staliac, what do I owe for you visiting me in my kingdom?”

Staliac grabbed her pouch and sprinkled some BioHerdic over the campfire.  It burst into a small mushroom cloud.  Then it formed a vision of Grandmaster Sorceress Atum absorbing the ancient artifacts and destroying the four ancient kingdoms in the Light Realm.  She wanted to know how to prevent this Armageddon from happening.

Angelica offered her advice by telling her to allow it to happen.  Then gather the prophecies from the Compass Directional and Guardian Knights to attack Atum.

Then Angelica dissolved into thin air in front of Staliac.  The fire dimmed down to ashes.  Birds squawked in the trees.  The noise woke her up and she saw the enchantment stairs.  She gathered her composure and strolled down the steps.  The light became brighter as the sunrise hit every mark.

It was mid-morning and Staliac made it finally to the last step.  She breathed and exhaled from the trip down the steps.  She whistled for her mystical steed to present itself by her side.  She got on the back of it and rode like the wind.  She needed to get to the Eastern Licosian Coastline.  It was close to a three-day trip.

She stopped for lunch when the sun was directly above the sky.  She speared caught fish for lunch.  She caught three and struck three pieces of sticks through the bodies of each fish.  She used a common fire spell to ignite a campfire to cook the fish.  Her horse ate some berries and apples for lunch.

She rested for a couple of hours before returning to her trip to the Eastern Licosian Coastline.  She smoked on a pipe for a couple of puffs.  Then she dowsed her campfire and hopped on her mystical steed.  Then she rode for another twelve hours heading east.  There was a storm brewing off the Alterrian Ocean.  It was bringing heavy rain and strong winds.

From a far distance the sun began to set on the horizon.  Staliac rested between three large boulders and two trees.  She pitched her tent and formed a campfire with a ring of rocks.  She speared five fish for dinner along with some mushrooms.  She took her time on eating because Staliac would need a full stomach for her next trip.

She used her binoculars to locate the cave hidden by vines.  She spotted it and rode in that direction.  She wasn’t hesitant to arrive at her destination.  She overheard a shriek from a distance.  She stayed calm and peeked out through the vines.  It was a massive hawk that was partially a skeleton.  It was from Grandmaster Sorceress Atum.

She placed her left palm on the Astoeria Realm Portal.  She closed her eyes and sent fiery bursts through her left arm.  It ignited the realm portal.  It automatically transported Staliac in a cavern of such.  Something wasn’t right in this realm.  She slid down some loose rock to the bottom of the mountain.

She used her binoculars for spotting out locations on gaining knowledge about Astoeria.  She recalled that there was a king and queen with four children.  She spotted a city that looked like Ceilry City.  From a closer look there was an Inn and a merchant outside the city.

“I think I’ll go there for some intel on what feels wrong with this realm.”

She whistled for her enchantment steed of a horse.  It was white with turquoise mane hair.  She stormed to the Inn and merchant outside of the city.

Staliac arrived at the outskirts of the Inn and merchant store.  She covered her face and asked about the leadership of Ceilry City.  The clerk mentioned that rumors of an assassination attempt on the king and queen flutter about throughout Astoeria Realm.  Staliac insisted that she go and check out these rumors for herself.  She paid the store clerk for his information.  Then she headed to the outskirts of the Inn and merchant store.  She whistled again for her horse.  She rode down the road to the drawbridge and hopped off it.  She entered the Ceilry City with the other caravans.

To her amazement Staliac looked with anxiety over the city walls and shops.  She rented a room at an Inn on the corner of a pebble stone road.  She found an outdoor patio diner for eating some dinner.  She kept her ears open on wanting to hear these talks about assassinating the king and queen.  Still, no one was talking about that subject.  She strolled up some steps and unlocked her door.  She closed it and slept until morning.

Spending another morning in Ceilry City.  Catching a glimpse of a cathedral to climb the bell tower for a better view.  Staliac climbed a ladder inside the entrance.  Then she burst out the window and stood on the highest point.  She used her binoculars to view other locations within the city.

An administrative officer pinpointed Sorceress Staliac of the Light Realm.  Three officers escorted Staliac to the king and queen.  King James and Queen Selena ordered Staliac to bow in their presence.  Staliac ordered for a private meeting with King James and Queen Selena.  She explained to them that someone was going to assassinate them.

King James and Queen Selena asked several questions to Sorceress Staliac.  They wanted to know who seemed suspicious.  Staliac didn’t know for sure, but she would keep an eye out and an ear on the one who kept spreading the rumors.

Staliac stood on an upper balcony.  She watched over King James and Queen Selena.  She saw their eldest son below them eyeing his father and mother.  She attempted to read the mind of the son by concentrating on a spiritual connection.

Prince Jules hated his father and mother on how they respected the slaves.  They paid them a living wage from their work in the mines of BioHerdic.  Then Prince Jules stepped out of the palace.  The connection was broken.  Sorceress Staliac mutated into a crow.  She coated the prince with purple dye to track him from the skies.

Prince Jules met some strangers at a pub.  Staliac disguised herself into an old, rugged hunchback woman.  She walked with a cane.  She pulled herself up on a barstool at a table.  She focused her hearing on eavesdropping on Prince Jules in a corner table.  He was discussing a shipment of BioHerdic and two Lead goblets for his father and mother.  Staliac still needed more to follow on the reasoning behind the plot of the assassination attempt.

Prince Jules placed the two Lead goblets in a satchel.  He left without giving any reason for betrayal.  He exited the pub and went to the drawing bridge.  He asked for a horse to travel.  He needed to arrive at a secluded place with twin trees from a stump.  There was an enchantress sorceress.  Staliac disguised herself as a crow and stayed high in a tree to observe the meeting.

Prince Jules was given a vial tube of purple poison.  He placed it in his satchel.  He would bring wagons of BioHerdic out to the location on the map.  Staliac didn’t move from the tree.  She waited for the prince to storm back to Ceilry City.  She saw him gallop past her.  Then she soared high and followed him.

He rode up to the palace.  There he greeted his king and queen.  He was mischievous on placing the two Lead goblets next to his father’s and mother’s cups.  Staliac arrived and stayed quiet from the situation.  She bowed to the majesties.

Staliac needed to talk to both majesties in private.  This matter was supposed to be on a personal level.  King James and Queen Selena strolled side by side with Staliac.  She warned them that their eldest son was up to no good.  His devilish plan was somehow to poison them both.

They thought she was ridiculous on her theory about their eldest son.  Staliac went to the upper balcony and glared down at the royal private chambers.  Prince Jules handed them both the Lead goblet cups filled with wine laced with poison.  They sipped it with and fell into the fetal position.  Staliac raised her eyebrows from the commotion.

She spotted the two goblet cups.  She tasted it for analysis.  She couldn’t stay in the palace much longer.  She immediately rushed to the balcony and mutated to a crow.  She soared to the next destination of higher ground.  It was a cathedral with three bell towers.  She landed on the tip of the tower.  She examined the situation around her carefully.

Guards were searching for clues to this act.  They would test the cups of drink.  There had been someone who took some evidence from the crime scene.  Jules cautioned that someone took the goblet cups.  If that person has some alchemist analysis those cups for poison.

The guards lit every room.  They needed to search and interrogate everyone in the palace.  The other three children cried and rang the bells that the majesties had been murdered.  The only one who wasn’t present was Jules.  Staliac quickly eyed Jules on a horse.  He was storming in the direction of the centered mountain.  She flew in his direction.  She kept a mild distance from his view.

Jules arrived at the base of the highest peak in Astoeria.  At the top of the great mountain, there was Five Seers.  Each one was blind and could foresee the future of an individual.  They spoke in riddles with the visitors of their mountain.  Jules needed to know what would happen to their kingdoms.  It was a five-day trip through the mountains.

There was a thick wooden double door.  They crept open with a creak.  The hollow winds spoke to Jules.  It wanted to view his fortune from his insidious acts.  There he yelled back these words, “How do you know what I did?”

He doesn’t hesitate to enter behind the door.  The shrieking of a woman’s voice, including several women’s voices, haunted him as he carried a torch.  He doesn’t allow their words to bother his mind.  He circles to check behind him.  Their words made him jumpy.

Something else resided deep in the inner caves.  Jules overheard rattling from below the ledge.  It shot fireballs like a fountain.  He kept his distance from peeking over the edge.  The Five Seers sent fog down in the passageway of Jules.  It tested his integrity.

They called out his name as the guilty one.  Then a beam of light attached to his heart.  They levitated Jules and yanked on their spirit with him leaching on to their presence.  He arrived around their bonfire.

Each one spoke in a further riddle than the first of the Five Seers.  They wanted to know why Jules poisoned his mother and father.  To them it was for riches and their kingdom which he would have to divide between the other three siblings.  He stayed on his guard because what he was searching for with them was something else.

“Who would end my four kingdoms?”

“A slave male child.”

His look was hidden on how he would handle this manner.  He stormed away without the answer to his liking.  The Five Seers forgot to mention that a female slave would visit them.  Jules needed to handle the funeral arrangements for his mother and father.  Then he would appoint his sister her own Upper Eastern Kingdom.  He would manage the Upper Western Kingdom.  His young siblings would rule the Lower Eastern Kingdom and Lower Western Kingdom.

There was an entourage for the funeral of the majesties with caskets on horsedrawn wagons decorated out with all sorts of flowers.  The four children led the way.  The other family followed behind the horsedrawn wagons that carried the caskets.  It would lead to a royal cemetery.

The advisories to the old majesties crowned Jules and stated his title over which kingdom.  The Upper Western Kingdom and his sister Queen Julia of the Upper Eastern Kingdom.  His younger brother and his twin sister were crowned with the title of Lower Eastern Kingdom, naming him King Julian and the twin sister overseeing Lower Western Kingdom.  Her title was Queen Jaime.

Staliac stayed at a distance at the ceremony of the four majesties.  She headed to the Five Seers for her fortune being told why she was in this realm.  It was a four-day trip to find out the meaning of this destination.

She waited for the storm to pass by during the evening hours.  She set up her tent and waited for the thunderstorm.  She cooked her dinner over a campfire with a cover.  The rain poured along with the wind.  The clouds were thick in the sky.  Lightning played out throughout the sky.

She lay in her tent on a wool knapsack.  She heard the rain hit her tent and form puddles outside.  Then a sleepy trance took Staliac to a different realm.  She woke up in somewhat of a spiritual realm.  The Asteoria Realm had a different Spiritual Realm than normal.

There were a ton of fluffy color trees that were different sizes.  There were fluffy animals that communicated in a different language, but Staliac could understand them.  She attempted to hear her own speech, but it wasn’t sounding in clarification of complete sentences.  Some abnormal cloud approached her to be friends.

Staliac introduced herself to this awkwardly friendly cloud.  It warned her not to cross into the center with the Tree of Life.  It was forbidden to enter.  She accepted but her curiosity wanted to know what was at the roots of the Tree of Life.  She waited for the cloud to leave her alone for a while.

The cloud found some of its friends to hang with as it left Staliac alone.  She slipped unnoticed into the shrubbery being the wall of the Tree of Life.  She got a better view of it as the roots formed a begotten cave.  She stepped into the marge of spirit water.  The clouds became dark and ominous as she nudged closer to the roots.

The roots appeared upfront of Staliac.  She felt like this would confront her worse fears or what’s the future was waiting to be.  She stuck her arm through the entrance of the begotten cave.  She moved the cloak over her head and stumbled in it.

She noticed five names carved into the wood.  They were Jupiter, Saturn, Mercury, Venus, and Mars.  She assumed that they were sisters but didn’t know what kind of future their spirits would show her.  She extended her left palm and pressed onto the barrier.  It electrocuted her palm.  It dissolved the barrier.

The burnt of her palm spilled into flames.  Her body absorbed its power.  Then there were five flying ghosts.  She presented them by name.  “You must be Jupiter.  Your sister would be Saturn.  Your triplet sisters would be Mercury, Venus, and Mars.  Am I right?” 

The ghosts flew into the soul of Staliac.  Each one gaining and losing knowledge at the same time.  Staliac stood firmer with undesirable power.  The five ghosts formed a scepter of darkness.  She gripped it and it broke free from the Tree of Life by setting it on fire.

The spirits were nowhere to be seen.  Staliac received a coallike dress with shoulder pads.  Her scepter glowed along passing its power through her body with an indigo glow.  She became muscle tone from a metamorphosis.  She opened a realm portal and went back to Astoeria.  She needed to meet the undead Five Seers Sisters.

The physical form of the Five Seers Sisters was the tallest of them was Jupiter.  Second tallest sister was Saturn.  The third sister that was plump was Mercury.  The two triplets the same size were Venus and Mars.  Jupiter warned Staliac that she needed to save a virgin slave woman.  This woman would give birth to our savior.

She needed more advice on to go on about saving a virgin slave.  The slave’s son would become the man of the east.  “Go now.”  She opened a travel portal.  She strutted into it.

Stalica headed to the Ceilry City.  She camped out in an abandoned building and waited for the new Upper King to establish laws.  She observed the city and the obstructions for the rebels on their whereabouts.  She used her magic on designing this building out of nothing to something.

She noticed a disturbing rally with the people over the new regime.  People screamed for undying freedom.  Staliac hid from the royal guards rounding up the innocent.  They fought with their swords and axes.  The people disbanded from the public eye.  Then one single slave woman stayed behind some trash bins in an alley.

Staliac thought about befriending this mystery woman.  She might be the right individual that Staliac was searching for from the fortune of the Five Seers.  She waited for the guards to disperse from the poor district within the city walls.  She waved for the slave woman to hurry across the road and hide in her house.

“Who might you be?”

“Annette was I.”

The slave answered her by calling Staliac.  She knelt and started cooking some supper for the two of them.  She kept some thawed meat in a package and divided it with some potatoes.  She had her water pouch and made some tea along with the meat and potatoes.  Staliac peeked out through the windowsill.  She brought some blankets to warm up Annette.  She waited for the food along with the tea.

Staliac waited for Annette to pass out into a slumber.  She had to wait for six hours into the evening hours.  She sat in front of Annette and gripped on her palms.  There she closed her eyes and meditated until a connection happened.  She saw something out of the ordinary of this slave.

Staliac finally made a link to Annette’s spirit.  She saw a cycle of dead bodies within her spiritual world.  She could see a little girl locked up in a cage.  Staliac ran over to it to try to help the little girl, but she didn’t want the help.  Instead, she hollered at the sorceress.  Staliac tried to calm down the little girl.  It wasn’t working for Staliac.  Then she vanished into smoke.  It started spreading all throughout.

There was an altar with an inscription on it.  Staliac got closer to the altar to read the language.  The language was dead words from an ancient kingdom.  Staliac didn’t understand how this could be in her mind.  She still couldn’t make out the linage of Annette.

The engravement read Pi Cho Eey.  The translation was Man of the East.  She finally knew that this slave woman would give birth to an ancient human being.  Staliac was instantly kicked out of her mind.  Annette woke up and said a bold statement.  “Did you find what you were looking for inside my spirit.”

Staliac explained that Annette should head to the mountain in the center of Asteoria.  She included that the Five Seers would give her a fortune about her future.  It would be important for them to discuss the virgin birth of her child.  They would test her on the worthiness of the mother.

Annette wanted to know more about the Five Seers.  She has never left the city walls.  She doesn’t know why it’s an issue for her future child.  Staliac whispered that Jules was told to murder every male newborn and flowering the female newborn.

Staliac lay down in her corner on several blankets and a wool blanket for warmth.  She knew that the Five Seers were calling for Annette.  She pulled down her sheets for privacy.  She kept a single candle lit for a little light in the rooms.  Annette rolled over on her bed.  She couldn’t sleep from the statement from her new friend.  She waited for a night wing bird to crow three times for the crystal-clear nightlife.

Annette slipped out of the building during the night.  She left with a caravan out of the Ceilry City walls.  She left a note for Staliac on her new destination.  She needed closure from the Five Seers on top of the mountain.  Annette couldn’t believe that she was going to be a vessel for a savior of Asteoria.

Annette traveled for three days with the caravan until it crossed the wishbone of directions.  She veered off from the caravan direction.  The direction she chose would take her to the base of the mountain.  It would take another set of three more days.  She covered her face with a cloak and started walking alone.

She arrived where there were three-point trees behind some rows of trees.  She pointed out a creek with some fish in it running from the mountain.  She would wait until dawn to follow it to the mountain tomorrow.

She used a rope string for fishing.  She caught three fish for her supper.  She placed the three fish through sticks and cooked them near the campfire.  The lightning bugs lit up the darkness around her.

Crickets soothed the sound during the night.  Annette lay down on the bedding that she brought with her.  The sound of the creek flowing down from the mountain.  She overheard some men talk about something odd going on in these woods.

The chill breeze woke Annette.  She cooked three more fish over the campfire.  She waited for the sun rays to hit her.  Before she traveled upstream.  She saw a stone face out of the falls from this creek.  She was on her guard during the journey into the mouth of the face.  She climbed up a little.

Bats flew out from the noise of loose rocks from the climb of Annette.  She got nearer to the rocks because of the scared rodents flying.  She was almost to the top of the climb.  She heard a mysterious voice all throughout the cave.  She saw several bars allowing the creek to flow through them.  She saw a tablet with three wavery lines.  They matched the brand mark on her wrists.

Annette opened the stone double doors by pulling a chain latch in the opening of the wall.  She wasn’t scared anymore.  Her fear went away as the doors opened.  There lay twin stone altars side by side.  They had some engravings of an ancient dead language on the sides.  She rubbed her fingers over the letters.

Then a flash of a future event was displayed in her mind.  There was going to be a sacrifice here of two people.  She couldn’t make out the two people just yet.  One of them was a muscular man the other was a female individual.

The flash of the future knocked her back to the ground.  She closed her eyes and repeated these words.  “Sia Pia.”  It was translated as, “Forgive me not.”  Then Annette opened her eyes and the room was lit with two torches on the doorframe on opposite sides.

She crossed through it.  In her sight there were four enchantment tombs.  All of them belonged to the reincarnation of the Man of the East.  She didn’t quite understand the process.  She sat in the center of them and started meditating for answers on this situation.

The power shot electricity from the four tombs to the vessel of Annette.  She could foresee the future of her son.  He would be made into a sacrifice along with the woman of the west.  It would be to stop Grandmaster Sorceress Atum at another time in the Light Realm.

The stone tombs started displaying spectrums of the different Man of the East.  One by one they took turns speaking to her.  The eldest man of the east said that this passage of travel through the different times of the cycle would educate her.  He explained that during his time he was reckless and cocky for being chosen of the prophecy.

The next spectrum appeared in front of Annette.  He foretold her that she would have to hide away from the city.  He added that High Ruler Jules would try to take her head so the birth couldn’t happen.  Then the third spectrum pinpointed that east from her in the woods was his old cottage.  It would hide her with a spiritual barrier when she entered the cottage.  The fourth spectrum warned her that the animals would be very friendly with her and this resurrected Man of the East.

The spectrums were divided from four to one.  It guided Annette to another chamber room.  She didn’t say a word.  She wasn’t even frightened.  She just waited for instructions from this ultimate spectrum.  There was a string of lines leading to the center of the room.  It was a chamber room for giving an offering.

She was greeted by the Five Seers.  The tallest was the oldest and she introduced herself as Jupiter.  Then the other four followed suit with their names Saturn, Mercury, Mars, and Venus.  Annette looked confident hearing them out on their reasoning.

Jupiter laid down Annette on the altar.  She ordered her sisters to go to their respective places for this spell.  Each one placed out their palms for the control of the enchantment orb.  They repeated these words in their tongue.  “Di.  Doe.  Fei.”  Those words would be repeated all through the night.

Out from the middle of Annette became a tiny orb out of thin air.  It started attaching to the entire body of the vessel.  Both were glowing along with the ignited gold color.  The orb levitated the body off the altar.  It opened her mouth.  Then it sipped into a tiny orb of a living soul down into the vessel.  It entered slowly until the entire orb was gone.

It took three full days until the spell was finished.  At dawn on the fourth day Annette woke up.  She yawned and raised her arms high above her head.  She was all alone on the altar.  The torches lit her safety out of the mountain.

She felt her belly for a second.  Then she climbed carefully down from the waterfall.  She rested for a bit by the three trees.  She set up her tent and campfire for some lunch.  She used her fishing rope and caught three fish.  She jabbed three sticks through their bodies and lit the fire.  She rested in the shade until they were done cooking.  She ate them and took a brief nap.

The sun almost sets in the west.  She woke up from her nap.  She rolled up her tent and drenched the firepit.  She traveled west deep into the forest.  She remembered from one of the men of the east spectrums that there was a ruined cottage.  It was covered with shrubbery vines.  She used a dab of fire spell to burn the vines away from the door.

She used a water spell on the walls and floors of the cottage.  It cleaned the floors from the dust in all the rooms and removed the mold as well on the walls.  She saw that there was a well in front of the cottage along with a wash tub.  She started pumping the water and opening the valve to fill the wash tub.

She waited for the nine months to pass by.  There was that little kick in her stomach.  She waited for Staliac to arrive in the mythical forest.  She shot out of her fingertips some sparkled fireworks.  The Sorceress Staliac arrived on horseback.  She cast a spiritual barrier around the area of the cottage and the rest of the opening.

 Staliac rocked in a rocking chair while she held the newborn.  She examined the health of the baby.  She answered Annette that the baby was a healthy boy.  The brand marks were on the wrists and ankles of the baby boy.  She handed the boy over to Annette.

Five years passed by for Staliac and Annette along with her son Squaz.  He was sturdy on his studies with the spell books.  He also had other studies with the wildlife in the forest.  He ran with the deer and wrestled with bear cubs.  He learned how to swim from the fish and ducks of the streams.

Staliac rocked in a rocking chair on the porch.  She observed Squaz run around with the deer and wrestle with bear cubs.  Annette hollered for her son.  She gave the order to him so that he must head to the mountain.  It was time for his journey to begin.

Staliac stayed quiet.  She forced herself into invisibility from the scene.  Squaz noticed a hunter in the forest.  He looked like he was searching for someone or something.  The child stayed hidden in the bushes.  He kept traveling towards the mountain.  He recalled that his mother told him about three trees behind a row of trees.

It was a three-day stroll to the mountain.  He moved swiftly through the forest because of the hunter.  He waited for several minutes for the hunter to move out of the area.  Then Squaz moved from tree to tree.  He kept a lookout from any other invaders in the area.  He watched carefully at the animals for warning signs.

The hunter left the area.  Squaz came out of hiding.  He didn’t hesitate for a second.  He hid his face by placing a hooded cloak on and kept moving towards the mountain.  It was dusk from the travels.  Squaz wouldn’t stop for the night.  Sleep wasn’t an option for Squaz.  His time during the night would test the abilities of Squaz.

Squaz looked up to the midnight sky.  To his vision he saw four shooting stars cresting one another.  Each tail end of each had different colors.  The colors were from the prophecy of the Light Realm.  He knew that this destination wasn’t in these lands.  He could sense something enormous in this mountain.  He spotted the three trees that his mother described would be his camp for the time being.

The crickets chirping and bullfrogs croaking to one another.  Squaz formed a firepit and cooked six fish all around it.  He could feel something spiritual about this place.  He sat in a meditation stance.  He stayed quiet and waited.

Squaz was awaken by three crows cooing in some trees nearby.  He rolled over for a second.  Then he got to his feet.  A floating teal orb hovering middle height blinked at him.  He didn’t hesitate for some time.  He hurried its way near a skull face in the rocks of a waterfall.

He started climbing the loose rock cliff.  The teal orb stayed by his side until he made it up to the left eye of the skull formation.  He could hear some swirling noise but couldn’t make it out because of the noise.  Then a beam of spiritual light passed through the socket of the cave skull.  It aged him slightly.  It caused him to pass out but the teal orb shielded the teenager child.

He could see his reflection among in the diamond set of mirrors.  He was taller and older, so he smashed two mirrors to be disgraced.  The teal orb fluttered in a style of communication with the lad.  He felt that there was sadness with it.

Squaz could hear chains rattling from the center opening.  He slowly made his way to the ledge.  Loose dirt fell from his footing.  He saw thousands of chains leading downwards.  He waited for the right moment to act.

He looked downwards and saw floating lanterns with different colors of orbs.  The colors were the four directional prophecies of the Light Realm.  Which were pink for the northern prophecy, blue for the eastern prophecy, black for the southern prophecy, and green for the western prophecy.  He shook his head in disbelief because of this situation.

The four directional prophecies were intended to save the thirteen realms from total apocalyptic destruction.  It was foretold that the child from the man of the east and the woman of the west would destroy the thirteen realms.  Squaz smiled in glee and ignored the whispers in the cave tunnels.  He kept both eyes on the differential floating lanterns in the center.

He could feel the presence of something massive climbing from the bottom.  He didn’t tremble in fright.  He was getting prepared for a fight between the monster and him.  The pressurize from the beast was shoving the set of eight lanterns up the mountain.

The beast was a legendary Tarnotch.  It had six arms with shackles around the wrists.  Rocks start falling up above from the lad as he jumped from the ledge to the walls.  A sword formed out of the rock, and it fell to the floor in front of him.  It was pulsing as if it wanted his grip around the handle.

No one has seen Tarnotch before.  It was just a myth to scare people.  Squaz was eager to learn the weakness of this legendary beast.  He could sense the pain from it being in the shackles.  It was desperate for freedom.  It could smell the fear within Squaz.  He fell to the ground.  There he started crab crawling backwards.  Then with a touch of his hand a passageway opened.

He followed down a spiral stone staircase.  There were tiny stone statues of crocodiles leading on each side of the steps.  Squaz could still hear the wild beast clinging to the chains against one another.  Near the bottom was a lock mechanism with one giant chain piece.  He examined it for a mysterious clue.

It had a release latch lever.  It appeared to be caked with a magical spell from it being released.  Squaz examined the room for a clue.  There were claw marks in slashes of four personalized marks.  He felt them to see if it meant anything.  He could see a vision of four monks discussing materializing a spell.

“Cue.  Quo. Lo Iyd.”

The language from Squaz spoke within him.  It was a language that unraveled the chain latch by disappearing in front of his eyes.  The rattling halted a bit from the Tarnotch.  Then a door appeared out of thin air that was lit by stones in the ceiling.  Squaz followed with confidence from understanding the vision.

Down the hallway was a stone ladder leading down into another enchantment chamber.  Squaz climbed down but with caution.  The stone ladder steps were slightly slippery.  The bottom of the climb was a narrow passageway.  Squaz wiggled his way through it.  A mystic power of pressure forced Squaz to the ground.  He used his strength to pull his body to the release latch lever holding the chain.

He shoves his arm through the energize barrier that protects the release latch lever.  It rips off his sleeve of his shirt.  The slits of cuts pulsing with blood seeps.  Then he forces his head into the barrier and a scar form from his left eyebrow down near his cheek.  The blood from him sacrifices the spiritual energize barrier to disperse, allowing the chain link to disappear.

Squaz caught his breath.  He saw a passageway in the water which was underwater.  He counted to three to test his underwater breathing for his travels.

“One.  Two.  Three.”

He dived and swam underwater.  He came across a corner and followed it.  There was an air pocket above him.  He gasped for air.  Then he counted to three one more time before taking off underwater.  He traveled to an enormous room.  There was a large crocodile sitting on a throne with golden attire.  He noticed above it was the release latch lever.

Squaz started to climb a pillar next to the large crocodile throne statue.  He was careful from the loose rock.  He noticed totem poles of different faces of masks engravements.  He was respectful of the artwork.  To his amazement there was a metal rod at the bottom of the release latch lever.  He tried pulling it, but it still was not budging.

There he fell from the top of the large statue.  It knocked him unconscious.  He magically appeared in the spirit world.  The large crocodile pounded on his staff.  He demanded to know his reasoning for entering this world.  Squaz was frightened by the vocal attack of this high and mighty crocodile.

He welcomed Squaz in his massive arms with a hug.  Squaz could feel something peculiar from the touch.  It was a gateway to free hundreds of people.  The release latch lever broke instantly and Squaz woken from traveling into the spirit world.  He magically appeared in front of the Tarnotch.

It metamorphized into a very tall man.  It had white hair as snow along with a beard.  It placed its right hand on the forehead of Squaz.  Then in a glow of a burst.  Squaz went from a young lad to a muscular young man.  He saw inside the mountain a civilization of people in a crystal ball the size of a palm.  He gripped it with both hands and placed it in his personal satchel.

The floor suddenly started ascending to the top.  The outer ring started spinning counterclockwise while the middle ring turned clockwise.  The center ring started slowly turning counterclockwise.  Squaz was preparing himself for the worse, but he was unsure where the floor was arriving.

There on five stone podiums stood the Five Seer Sisters.  From left to right they introduced one another.

“Jupiter was I.”

“Saturn was I.”

“Mars was I.”

“Venus was I.”

“Mercury was I.”

They were gorgeous sisters.  Each one of them shook the hand of Squaz.  He freed them from a treacherous curse.  Jupiter, the oldest, opened a traveling portal.  Squaz knew he wouldn’t see them again.

The traveling portal opened at the base of the mountain.  Squaz strolled out and to his surprise Annette his mother and Sorceress Staliac signaled for him.  They were camped by the triple trees behind the rows of trees.

Sorceress Staliac asked the simple question about if Squaz freed the Tarnotch.  He nodded.  Then she asked if he had the civilization of Licos.  He nodded again.  Now Sorceress Staliac quietly responded that it was time for them to leave Asteoria.  There she added that Squaz must set that civilization free from its imprisonment.  She opened a traveling portal and waited for Squaz.  He hugged his mother and left with Sorceress Staliac.

Sorceress Staliac opened the traveling portal in the cave of the Asteoria Realm portal.  She placed her right palm on it to activate it.  A realm portal opened.  She signaled for Squaz to follow and keep up.  It returned them to the Light realm.  She showed Squaz a painted mural of the thirteen realms.  He examined the painting very carefully.

She ordered Squaz to seek out her apprentice Theina on the Isle of Theina.  There she could conduct a more instructive teaching of the full powers within Squaz.  She pointed down by a dock was a sailboat for his journey.  She opened a travel portal for herself.  She left without explaining her next mission.

He followed the path zigzag down to the docks.  He untied the rope of the boat and started sailing to the Isle of Theina.  It was in the center of the Alterrian Ocean.  The compass was the guide of the boat.  It somehow knew the destination of where Squaz had to go.  He didn’t think much about it.  This time alone would be good for him to meditate until it hit land.

In his vision vividly there was a woman in need of help.  He didn’t recognize the woman.  She was in drastic pain suddenly.  A shadowy figure was slinging electricity from her fingertips at the woman.  She crawled behind a metal wall for shelter, but that mysterious person kept striking with the electricity.  Then Squaz woke up on land.

A seagull landed on top of the sail and squawked a terrible noise.  Without hesitation, Squaz jumped to his feet.  He was surrounded by twelve men with spears and wearing headpieces with eight feathers.  The thirteenth man wore a robe with a panther headpiece fur.  He did the speaking while the others stood their guard against Squaz.

“Why are you on this sacred Isle?”

“Staliac sent me.  She demanded that I speak with her apprentice Theina.”

He waved for Squaz to follow him and the rest would follow.

There were no words spoken between them.  Squaz studied his surroundings on this Isle.  He was pulsing because at the center of the Isle was a cave.  The warriors arrived in their village.  The thirteenth man gestured for the other twelve to go about their business.  He still didn’t introduce himself.  He patted the left shoulder of Squaz and commanded him to follow.

He led Squaz to a rectangular building of a temple.  He signaled for Squaz to enter the shrine.  Squaz scanned the inside of the artwork.  There was a painting of two Megladons from the Fire and Brimstone Realm.  He didn’t understand the definition of the meaning behind the painting.  He waited on a meditation mat crossing his legs and started meditating.

Winds blew with fierce it shut the doors and windows of the house of Sorceress Theina.  A hidden voice spoke of a quest to her young pupil Squaz.  She needed Squaz to travel to the center of the Isle and enter the Fire and Brimstone Cave.  There were the Fire and Brimstone Realm Portal.  She ordered him to fetch the Heavenly Necklace for Mount HiLo.

An average dark-haired woman stood by the altar in her own shrine.  She introduced herself as Sorceress Theina of the East.  She felt the sense of the civilization of Licos being nearby.  She demanded Squaz to show the crystal in his satchel.  She closed his palm and knelt beside him.

“This was precious.”

At dawn Squaz would stumble to his feet.  His mentor Theina woke him in his slumber.  He only remembered that this dirt path would lead him to the Fire and Brimstone Cave.  He stayed at a steady pace in his walk.  The birds singing in a chirping sound.  The leaves on trees ruffled by one another by the morning wind.  It would take him until dusk to arrive at the cave entrance.

The sun began setting in the west.  The colors of the horizon were aura of orange to bloody red.  Squaz was amazed by this oval shape entrance.  It looked like a meteorite smacked into this Isle.  Something was calling to his spiritual self.  He allowed for this to playout without using his brain.  Deep down at the end of the cave was a Fire and Brimstone gemstone flower of a realm teleporter.

He sprinkled some water over it.  There it lighted with a glowing reddish color.  Then it opened horizontally and vertically.  The realm portal was teal inside.  Squaz shrugged his shoulders and strutted in it.  Behind him it closed Squaz kept on walking.  It felt like walking in place.  The realm portal opened and dropped Squaz faced down on the ground.

He hurled his body up from the ground.  He examined the tight quarters in the Fire Brimstone cave.  He wiggled his way out of the enclosed area.  This realm tasted like ash and smelled like burning incineration of rock.  He stayed near rock passageway walls.  He wanted to hide himself.  He needed to find some form of livelihood in a village.

There were some travelers on the main dirt road.  Squaz hid his face with a cloak.  He acted like a beggar for some wisdom.  The traveler told a tale of a hidden cave labyrinth with the former queen hiding as a massive dragon called Queen Zonla.  She was chained by a cursed yoke around her neck and wrists along with her ankles.

He responded as if it struck his interests on seeking out this hidden cave labyrinth.  He thought to himself that Queen Zonla might be able to guide him to the right mountain in Fire and Brimstone that held the Necklace of Heaven.  His last question was in what direction laid this hidden cave.  The traveler pointed in the southeastern area.  The opening would resemble a Megladon footprint.

Squaz strolled in the southeast direction.  He studied the ground for a peculiar formation in the rocks.  He stayed in that direction until sun fallen.  There was light from the moon and stars.  He noticed thick vines swaying back and forth from air blowing out.  He approached with caution and set up camp with a firepit.

The wind kept the fire from being lit.  Squaz crawled down near the ground in the cave.  He crept in the dense light from the stalagmites.  Something snorted and breathed fire down near the dungeon labyrinth.  He felt the wall tremble from the force.  Dirt bounced slightly from the walls and floor.

He came across five separate passageways.  Each one had a numerical number above the doorway frame.  He suspected that there would be five challenges at the end of each tunnel.  He was prepared for the tough challenges ahead.  So far down passage one there were no traps.  He didn’t understand but his gut was telling him something would be in the ending chamber.

Suddenly ice appeared on the floor and walls along with the ceiling.  Squaz shivery as he tiptoed.  It felt as if he was heading in an angle direction downwards.  Then he appeared in a waist deep in water with ice floating against the walls.  He lost his footing and started swimming down into a hidden tunnel.

It led to a frosting chamber where one fifth of a pentagram key was laid.  Squaz placed it in his satchel for safekeeping.  He forced himself back to the other four doors to explore.  Before he went into the door two, he examined the floor something caught his eyes.  Some mechanisms were missing from it to start a chain reaction of movement.

Door number two started igniting fiery heat from the walls along with floor and ceiling.  His shoes started slowly cooking.  He was a bit surprised about the boiling water in the next chamber.  Icicles formed above the ceiling in the chamber.  They started collapsing, allowing the steam to chill the water.

He dived down into warmth water.  There a narrow sheet of ice appeared.  He followed it to see where it led too.  Then he hurried to the top of the water.  He swam to the rock shore.  At the shrine there was the second piece of the pentagram lock mechanism.  Squaz placed it in his satchel for safety.  He swam back underwater to the beginning of door two.

Squaz jigsaw the two pieces together in the unfinished pentagram lock mechanism on the center of the floor.  The two doors sealed shut from them being completion.  He noticed door three dealt with the element of earth.  He took one step past the doorframe.  His body sunk waist deep in warm mud.

It took him quite a while on traveling through the waist deep mud.  When he started arriving near the end the floor ignited with a highlight of flames.  The mud popped from the heat of the flames.  It was slowly boiling.  His eyes caught some cracks in the wall as if they were meant to crumble.  He kicked in front of the cracks. 

It crumbled and opened another passageway in ankle deep mud.  The ceiling was forcing Squaz to crawl on his belly like a serpent.  He had to turn left to stay on the passageway.  Afterwards he was in a large dual chamber room.  There were torches in every corner lighting up the two rooms.  He didn’t know what to do next.  He studied the different paintings on the walls.  One displayed a human sacrifice on an altar.  It was how the people of Fire and Brimstone became Megladons.

The ritual began with a slit on the wrists.  Blood splurged down around a snakelike pathway for a rebirth.  The individual had to die once and be reborn.  The soul was taken from the living by a spiritual dragon.  Then the roar of fire breathing awoke the dead.  It broke free from the golden chains.

Squaz pressed the center of the painting.  A release mechanism revealed the third device of the pentagram lock of the center floor.  He picked it up and placed it in his satchel and started returning through the muddy trail.

The center of the main lock mechanism latch started glowing a hue yellow bright light.  Then fumes of smoke exhaled from the cracks.  Bursts of flames sparked the whole lock mechanism.  Door three slammed shut with a steel door.  Door four blew a whisk of wind.  It was calling for Squaz to enter at his risk.

He was forced to crawl on the ground through the spewing air winds.  He moved slowly so then he could get a grip on the floor.  Dust flew through the tunnel.  He came across some barriers of stone to catch his breath.  Up ahead of his path was a crossing Tee.  He studied the symbols near both passageways.

He hurled his body from one barrier to another.  The fierce winds picked up speed.  They were razor sharp suddenly.  He got near the wall of the Tee and forced shift the wall candle holder.  The winds died down for every few seconds.  He headed in the left direction to the

winds.

            There was a dragon statue on a podium in the center of the wall.  There was a claw that looked like it could rotate down.  Squaz pressed it down.  There were a clicking noise and the wall opened.  Squaz wiggled through it.  He saw the fourth lock mechanism piece.  He placed it in his satchel and hurried through the tunnel.

            The winds died down when he crossed the entrance of door four.  A stone doorframe appeared.  He hurried to the center and reworked the jigsaw puzzle of the lock mechanism on the floor.  It shifted around still not quite there on the finish completion.  Still the brewing of fire and smoke escaped the cracks.

            Door Five was the last one.  It had to deal with wood.  The floor was wooden spikes if Squaz stepped on the wrong piece of the floor.  It revealed a poisonous spike.  He suddenly guessed the spelling of Fire and Brimstone was the correct answer.  The last piece of the puzzle to the pentagram lock mechanism was held in the twin claws of the holy king of the megladons.  He bowed as the twin claws opened and released the piece.

            He placed the final piece with the other pieces.  It circulated in a clockwise and counterclockwise motions.  Then a spiral staircase opened.  A deep voice from below summoned him.  It knew that he would approach her for some wisdom.  Squaz wasn’t scared a bit.  He was confident about this meeting.

“Squaz my dear child of the east.  You wanted to know where the Necklace of Heaven was located?”

He stood in the light in front of the magnificent beast.  “You must be Queen Zonla?” 

She blew some flames out of her nostrils.  These chains confided in her powers.  She insisted on him going northwest to find Mount HiLo.

He wanted some answers about how she came to be inside this cave.  He sat down with his legs crossed.  His focus was on this majesty.  She breathed in control of her emotions.

“My brother betrayed me by bringing me to this sacred place one night.  He chained me in these BioHerdic cuffs and yoked around my neck.  One day I’ll be free, but for now this would be my punishment.”

Squaz bowed down one knee.  He promised that he would return to free Queen Zonla from her captivity.  She knocked some turquoise rocks down from the ceiling.  She ordered Squaz to take that sparkled rock and it would open a travel portal from this cave to the outside of it.

Squaz strutted through the travel portal.  It opened outside of the sacred cave.  He needed to travel northwest to find Mount HiLo.  He didn’t know what to expect there.  He recalled there would be mountain men and women.

He calculated that it would take him about six full days of traveling from the southeast.  The days wouldn’t change from day to night.  There wasn’t even grass or any other kind of pretty scenery.  There were reptile birds and lizards on the ground.  He couldn’t tell if they were spies for King Zion.

Squaz kept his hood covering his face.  He stayed in his cloak to have the magical enchantment powers of it.  He saw several wild megladons blew fire from their exhale.  These majestic creatures were so large that his puny weapons wouldn’t make a dent in their reptile skin.

He hid in some stone ruined shelter.  His eyes never left this enormous solid black megladon.  He searched the sky for the whereabouts of it.  The shrieking forced him to cover his ears.  He peeled through the boarded windows on searching the sky.  Then he exhaled as it left the area.

The first night was startled by Squaz.  He stayed in the ruin boarded building for the night.  He caught one of those lizards and cooked it for his only meal.  It tasted like fried chicken.  He had a water pouch from the Light realm.  He kept the fire lit throughout the night. 

Lightning sparkled in the skyline of heavy dark clouds.  It woken Squaz from his deep sleep.  Then in the doorframe stood a shadowy silhouette of Sorceress Theina.  She ordered Squaz to start his journey to Mount HiLo.  He prepared for his leave.  He dowsed the firepit.  He pulled his cloak over his head to stay dry.

He arrived northwest to a wishbone decision on which path to follow.  The rain became harder than normal.  His cloak was drenched in water.  There was a sign with a picture of the two destinations.  He went left and spotted another ruined building.  He needed to get warm quickly.  He lit a firepit and dried his cloak near it.  He stayed near the fire and waited until morning.

He rolled over and his eyes caught the first ray of light.  He crouched down by the doorframe and to his eyes and ears there was a shriek.  There were a massive claw crumbling dirt and a mighty wingspan from both wings.  There was a spiral of wind from the flapping.  His nostrils snorted with an undisclosed smell.  Squaz stayed put and closed his eyes for a miracle to happen.

He darted in a crouch position to blend in with the landscape.  This enormous megladon was searching for someone.  He saw a wall structure near a curve of the road to hide.  The awful shrieking was a way the megladons could sense a predator in their circumference of territory.  Mount HiLo was up above the road on this main road.

The megladon flew off in the opposite direction.  There were pikes of skulls on both sides of the road.  Squaz didn’t know what this meant for the destination of the Necklace of Heaven.  Was it cursed or was this a warning for journeymen.  He tried to stay focused on what needed to be done.  Then there were slaughtered body limbs near the main entrance.

There was fresh blood smudged on both sides of the entrance frame.  Squaz studied the situation for the longest period.  He paid close attention to the ground for any booby traps of such.  A beast slaughtered these people, but what was it.  There were no tracks of any kind.  He hurled an ignition torch into the blackness of the tunnel. 

The fumes torched the entrance tunnel from the flammable toxins.  Squaz now knew that the cause of the disabled limbs was from madness.  The fumes forced this expedition to turn on themselves and tore their minds.  He sat cross legged and prayed in a meditation stance to purify Mount HiLo.

He covered some cloth over his nose and mouth.  He didn’t want to breathe if there were toxins still.  He lit a torch and entered the base of the mountain.  To his amazement he caught a glimpse of glow in the dark crystals in the ceiling of the middle of the passageway.  He stumped out the torch to not mess with the crystals.  He was a bit confused about the meaning behind the crystals.  They were leading to a specific place inside Mount HiLo.

The crystals led to a stone round door.  It was protecting something in it.  Squaz saw four engravements in the center of the door.  He pressed his right hand on the crevices of the heliographies.  It lit up in a neon color.  There it rolled to the right when he pressed all four graphics.

Inside was an altar that held the Necklace of Heaven.  It was being protected by a guardian blue knight.  He rose to his feet.  He signaled for Squaz to hear him out first.

“My name used to be Knight Ryan.  I protected this ancient artifact for several years and passed my life away.”

He bowed on one knee.  Squaz had no idea that in his presence there would be a Guardian Knight of such.  He suggested that Knight Ryan come with him to the Light realm.  Knight Ryan agreed and allowed Squaz to grip on the Necklace of Heaven.  He placed it in his satchel.  There it took them to the Fire and Brimstone Realm portal.  He wiped his palm on it and there opened the Light realm portal.  Squaz and Knight Ryan traveled through it.

To his beknown Sorceress Theina was waiting for the return of her pupil Squaz.  She smiled when Squaz and Knight Ryan strolled out.  She nodded in amazement of the two.  She ordered Squaz to take the boat with Knight Ryan back to the mainland and wait there for three days and nights.  He didn’t ask any questions.