《The Prophecy Of The Four Kings》Chapter 42
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A bright light flashed, and emerging from that bright light was Ash, also known as oko-Ash, the god of dirt, clay and earth, he entered a room where everything was made of gold, and in the room were a multitude of seats, all running in rows one behind the other as they climbed as far as the eye could see, with one chair in front of all of them way bigger than all the rest and to the side of the chair stood a staff just as tall as said chair, but what drew his attention were the three beings, two girls and one guy, gathered in the front row of chairs, who all seemed to be watching something,
Oko-Ash approached them to find them with a monitoring crystal, looking at four boys taking a walk in a forest,
“you three need to do something other than watch them”, Oko-Ash spoke, in a rather disappointed voice,
“oh you’re back”, the guy said, very surprised by Oko-Ash’s arrival,
“oh ash you’re back’, one of the girls shouted,
“yeah brother and sister I’m back”, ash said as he sat in a chair next to them,
“so you’re not gonna say anything Ra”, ash said looking at the last of the group who had yet to greet him,
“yeah I have something to say but you aint gonna like it”, she shouted as she got up from her seat,
“oh really what is…..”, but before ash could finish his sentence, she hurled her giant axe at his face, with him barely dodging it,
“the fuck, are you crazy sis”, Ash shouted, as two gauntlets appeared on his arms,
“well if its a fight you want then come on bring it”, ash shouted,
But before he could do anything he heard a voice,
“Children cut this out immediately”, a stern voice shouted, and out from the shadows walked a very elegant looking woman, her hair was a dark green, and flowed down her back gracefully, her eyes were golden, and felt as though they could pierce the skin, her skin was a smooth ebony color, and she wore a green dress that stopped just before her knees,
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“oh great the fuck do you want mom”, Ra shouted out,
“you know it pains me to see my children fight”, she said, her eyes, turning soft and warm, expressing her pain from watching them fight,
Oko-Ash turned around dropping on one knee immediately,
“all respect to Mother Earth, Junorra”, he echoed,
The other two that were still seated, repeated the same thing, however Ra, known by her full name, Ogun-Ra, did not pay her respects to her mother,
“oh Ra dear are you not going to pay your respect to me”, Junorra said, her to changing to that of a highly annoyed one,
“why should I all you do is stay in your domain, all day playing with your creations”, Ra explained,
junorra let out a sigh, I guess you’re right, flicking her finger in Ra’s direction, immediately after vines and branches began to grow out of Ogun-Ra’s mouth, as she began chocking on them gasping for air, until eventually, they completely covered her mouth,
“that should teach you to watch your mouth, it won’t kill you though, it’ll just shut you up for a while”, junorra said,
“now Ash why did I see you down in the lower domain earlier, more specifiaclly why did I see you interacting with that certain group of people, you know that with everything the way it is right now we can’t be seen playing favorites with mortals right now, do I make my self clear”, Junorra reasoned,
“but you don’t say nothing when father goes and…..”, Ash stopped mid way as his eye patch began to throb with searing pain,which soon after a golden liquid began to drip and run out of the eye patch,
“when your father does what”, Junorra remarked,
“nothing Mother”, Ash replied,
“good, I thought so”, She said,
“now you four follow me to my rom there’s a lot we must do”, she said walking off,
back with the boys
The boys were now back in the forest, on the path to head back to the base, they walked in silence, all of them still thinking about what happened in the capital, though Levant and Polaris seemed to be the most upset, the silence seemed like it would continue all the way back to the base , that is until Levant broke it,
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“Guys, why are we even here ?”, Levant asked,
“huh what do you mean by that:, Aster answered, as he continued to walk in front of Levant without looking back at him,
“i mean why did we decide to help out these people who we owe nothing to ?”, Levant asked, while still pondering his own answer to the question,
Aster let out a sigh and then stopped briefly,
“i saw an opportunity to leave home without being bothered so I did”, aster said reluctantly before continuing to walk,
“to be honest I’m in the same boat as him”, Polaris said, looking away into the forest, he didn’t want to worry the others with the look he could feel running across his face,
“now that we’re sharing, what about you Rak”, aster asked, his intent was to find out what was driving barak to grow so strong in such a short amount of time,
Barak continued walking only giving slight pause for a second, he took his left hand out of his pockets and placed it on his sword,
“besides curing my boredom, helping out yumi has provided me with something I always wanted to do, I finally get to test out all of my strength without care or consequence, on that god damned island that’s our home all of us usually are careful and don’t ramp up our powers to their maximum output but now we can, now I can, plus I owe that damned monster Aluric for the ass whopping he gave all of us”, Barak said, while walking down the path,
All three of them agreed, though they did so in silence, having acknowledged that all their life they had to reign in their powers,
“well as far as I can tell, my reason for being here is that I finally get a chance to see the outside world, though that’s all I’ve come up with for now, I still have to fully sort out my thoughts,”, Levant said,
“well take your ti…..”, Aster began to say but suddenly stopped, the scent of blood, that stench of rusted copper or iron
“what is it now”, Levant asked as he peeped from behind aster, only to be met with what was a scene of pure and utter destruction,
Trees were broken and tossed a giant boulder off to the side had a chunk taken out of it, the sun peered through the now broken trees and you could see blood was splattered everywhere, something then caught Aster’s eyes, a feint glistening off to the side near the giant boulder, he walked over and picked it up, it was a small piece of gold that shined brightly as the sun hit it,
“why is there gold here ?”, Levant asked,
“beats me someone or something had a vicious fight here”, Barak stated, as he walked through the now tattered part of the forest,
“and something dragged away a ‘prize” , Polaris said pointing towards a secondary path made by drag marks that had drops of dried blood leading in that direction,
“well I had enough of an eventful day I don’t want to know what is in that direction”, Aster noted as he continued in the direction of the base ,
“i’m with you on that decision” barak stated,
After about another half hour of walking they had finally arrived back at the base, as they all jumped on top of the wall to reenter it.
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