《Shivaay》3. Ice- Emperor
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3. Ice- Emperor
As 7 years old it was his time for spiritual awakening ceremony where each child will get a blessing from god and awake their spiritual wheel.
“Son, don’t worry your father was blessed by the low-god Iron Emperor whereas I was blessed by the demi-god Forest Queen. You are more talented than us in every way. You will get blessed from a higher god. I know”
“Son, we will be proud to have one more warrior in our family. Hahaha”
Whole family father, mother and son reached the capital for their son’s spiritual awaking ceremony which will be held for 15 days straight. As there is only one gathering place Heavenly Temple all the 7-year-old had to gather and wait for their turn.
Shivaay and his family reached the 7th day. He was nervous and also excited. They went towards the exit of the station.
“Brother, as usewell you are always late. Did your stupid son jump out of the train?” the black beard man appeared once again. Beside him is a young boy of Shivaay’s age looking at Shivaay with a mocking face.
Shivaay saw him after 7 years but his mother told him he was his father’s elder brother and his uncle. He was always jealous of his younger brother as he showed great talent in his early life. But later after his father’s accident his uncle did not leave a single opportunity to harass them and even illegally occupying their ancestral home and throwing his younger brother and sister-in-law out.
They say he is a high ranking official in the imperial court, but he did not look much. Shivaay thought.
“You. It's enough I am not gonna hear a single word from you” A grey halo rose up below his father in the ground.
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“Do you think yourself as the same genius” A sky blue halo rose up with his uncle as its centre.
Shivaay knew lighter the colour of halo is the more powerful the person is. As for the colour it depends on the blessing, as his uncle is blessed by the demi-god Water Saint it shows blue in colour.
His uncle had a recent breakthrough to the Navel chakra. There is no chance his father could win.
His parents were astonished looking below. All the people walking in the station stopped to watch the commotion going on.
At the same time the commotion felt under the surveillance of the station protection force.
“Hey what you all doing, don’t you know its a crime to fight in the capital. Disperse now or we will put both of you in the jail” the police officer shouted.
“Today you are really lucky younger brother you could go back in one piece. Even my son got blessed from the low god Ice-Emperor ,your family would be lucky if your son gets blessed even from a human. Hahaha.”
“We will see about that elder brother. Hump!”
“Don’t worry uncle I will personally come to challenge your son” Shivaay said staring at his uncle.
Both the father and son duo left.
“Doesn't he know anything about how to respect elders. It will be better if you let me beat the crap out of him father” son of the uncle said.
“We will have more opportunities for that, after you attend school and learn powerful skills don’t let him live” his uncle smiled and said to his own son.
“Okay father” his son also smiled.
Henry looked at the furious Shivaay and said “He got blessed by the ice-emperor, even among the low-level god it falls in the top ten. You can’t win unless you get blessed by a higher god and I know you could do it” his father assured him.
Shivaay couldn’t stop staring in the direction his uncle’s son went, although they left a long time ago and nowhere to be found.
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