《Forging his own destiny》Chapter 039 1/2

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So, first lemme say that i am on trip in romania, and i have wrote this chappy on phone, so please forgive me all mistakes, especially grammar one, for i have no possibility of checking those.

Another part, why does this chappy has 1/2? For as i told, the 1/2 numeration is given when chappy is focused completely on some part of the story that is happening far away from mc.

This chappy will, a bit, show closer the sides of camps that our mc ll join in future. Far future. I wanted to show those bit by bit as the story would priceed. But i have nothing better to do as i am sitting in the bus so eat it.

In this chappy we have a closer look for demon camp. I ll work now on showing a council of mages next.

Enjoy

The Demon Lord Kiara was walking in her room. Completely without any particular destination. She just recived the letter from her most trustworthy friend and servant. In that letter her friend - dark elf, mentioned that probably she found someone who would be worthy to be her champion.

What are Demons Lord`s champions?

Well. That`s something that will take some time to... uhh, putting things in simple way - the next Demon King will be chosen in royal game. And in royal game demons lord do not participate by themself. Instead they are choseing someone to take a role of commander of squad that is given a task.

If champion dies, the Demon Lord lose possibity to fight for a crown. In same way the chalengers lose some of they followers so new chosen king or queen will have no oponents while they start their leadership over a country.

Kiara was not interested in becoming a queen. But she has to participate, for her brother that has the biggest chances of success has... "radical" ideas.

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Like starting a war.

Kiara loves peace. In peace she has lots of time to read her books and talk with her friends or to travel through continent visiting many places.

During a war writers will have less time to write books, her friends will be forced to the army and borders will be closed.

And so, soooo many people will die. Brothers and sisters, husbands and wifes, parents and children.

Why would anyone wish to start a war? She asked her brother about it. As she did, this madman with fire in eyes began to describe bringing demons to the right place, about making country strong and nation proud. Honoring ancestors and executing they pact wit Heira - the mother of the Darkness.

What her brother can`t see, is that war will generate income and prestige only at begining. He has no idea about economic, so after a war he ll let to rule someone else.

As long as she will have enought resources, courage and wit, she ll do everything to stop her brother.

With fear in heart she slide her fingers across the leather cover of black book on pedestal inside her private gabinet.

This book was a gift from her father for her 100th birthday. The day she stepped into adulthood.

Part of Codex... Ira Sanguis, the part given to demons.

Seven books. Seven sins. Seven students of dark arts from the forgotten times.

Codex that chose his own master. Without its permision, the book would never open.

It was still able to be used as powerful catalyst in many...

The book has opened itself on one of blank pages. Her heart stopped. Somehow she doubt, that codex chose her.

The words that appeared on the pages made her soul froze.

On pages with blood like ink the words of ancient demon language said:

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"Duz Evakhir na`haralar"

"The chosen (the one/ the apostole) is raising"

Hur-dur pov change.

In the office of archmage of council the knocking could be heard.

-"Walk in. If it is you, Daralon, you can abond all hope"

The door was opened and 2 persons went inside. A girl with grey hair, petite figure and face that says: "nothing is important" and man that could be descibe as average. In all aspects. Not tall nor small, fat nor skinny, ugly nor handsome. It`s the guy you would pay no attention in crowd.

That was making him even more deadly. The special agent of council. Daralon, the Curse Speaker. One of very few mages that could use all kinds of Taboo magic without any restriction.

That was a bad side of council that no one knows about ... and if someone would know about it... his/her corpse would never be found.

The simple credo: to hunt dark mages, use dark mages. No matter if he would win or die, total number of dark mages would go down.

-" boss, please first listen to me! The mission i was given was way bigger than i was told! You told me to get rid of mages in Agri district, and that you know about 4 of such mages..."

-"and which part do you found hard here? Even if there would be few more, you were useing teleportation, So you should finish the task in a week, not 6 months!!"

-"But! Those were but a small group of bigger organization! And it had conections with few more! Infiltrating whole chain took some time!"

-"hmph. Report. Now"

-"Sir, yes, sir. In the operation that took 6months, 2 weeks 4 days and 6 hours ..."

-"You. Better. Finish. Now. Casualities"

-" three organizations down. 248 dark mages eredicated"

In half a year he did more then 20 squads would do in 5 years. This sick, bloodlusting bastard.

-" you have a week to rest. Then you ll be given another task."

-"sir... if i may ask... just give me one more try!"

The only thing he cares for. Doesn`t matter. He ll be rejected one more time.

-"you can try"

Daralon rushed to the book bounded by chains and put a hand on it.

And then, chains broke and book opened

-"HAHAHA IT`S WORKING! It... wait what?!"

On blank pages the words appeared. The words of already dead nation.

"Thur awai nerha amal"

"The parts will be (put) together."

On whole world, the parts of codex were activated. The whole text, if those parts would be put together, would say:

The chosen is raising,

The parts will be put together,

The black sky shall fall,

On the black earth,

For the sleeping one will wake,

And shall roar before strike,

It`s the begining of the end.

-"Daralon... you may be given job sooner than in a week"

-"i am almost dead! Give me some time to rest! Or hire someone else! I can`t kill everyone by myself... even if i wish too..."

-"fear not, councill is now working at... well lets just say we are about to give similar ofert as your to another individual... speaking about the devill, it is your job isn`t it, Miria? You can use teleportation"

Lite girl only nodded and walked away.

The parts will be put together ... parts of what?!?!... can`t be... parts of Codex?!

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