Book 1- Kunai: The Rise of Youresha

Epilogue: The Trivium Child.

⚠️WARNING⚠️
*THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS ARE RATED M: FOR MATURE AUDIENCE.
-GORE.
-STRONG SENSE OF VIOLENCE/ LANGUAGE.
-OTHER MATURE THEMES.
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5 YEARS LATER

Kunai found himself walking around the suburbs of San Francisco. He saw a little boy standing in the middle of the street and when Kunai would try to reach him, the boy would suddenly reappear farther than before.

"Hello!" Kunai called out to him.

Something strange occurred this time. The boy started making his way towards Kunai. He stood before the older man, holding out his hand for him to take.

"Oh, sure?" The Divine Opaline raised a brow.

Kunai took the boys hands and they were immediately teleported to a place of darkness. He lets go of the boys hand and backs away.

In front of the two beings stood a large golden double-doored gate. It was the most horrifying thing Kunai has ever seen. The top of the gate produced tar as it spilled to the ground; Within its sticky substance, multiple hands sprung to life trying to reach for Kunai and the boy. At the corners of the gate, runes of darkness sizzled it's way into the gold material. Whispers came from behind the doors of evil.

"What is this place?" Kunai asked.

"My home," the boy said as he placed his hand inside the tar.

The black liquid went up in flames as it burned through the gold. Kunai backed away in fear as pieces of the gate fell to the ground. He stared into the holes and saw nothing but pure darkness.

The was a low rumble inside the gate; loud thumps echoed through the abyss. A growl was amongst the noises that bounced off the walls. Kunai finally realized what it was.

A demon emerged from the gate. Its eyes glowed orange and horns grew out of its head. Its height increased rapidly, putting it up at eight feet tall. The demon looked down at Kunai and charged for him.

"Not this time!"

The Divine Opaline shot a blast line into the demons chest, wailing in pain as it cowered back into the gate.

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Kunai woke up from his dream, drenched in sweat. He knew it was premonition and he needed to find answers. He quietly got up from the bed, trying not to wake his husband. He walked out to the back of his yard, into the storage shed.

Taking a deep breath, Kunai brought his Opal aura to life and swayed it across the room. He was shifting between the spaces of reality, going into a pocket dimension he created, where no one can enter. It's where he keeps all his things.

Once the shift was done, Kunai walked out of the shed and entered a small cabin out in the woods. He carved a heptagram into the floor, placing seven Opal gems on each side. He began immediately.

"Propheta crastina ostende mihi puerum qui in somno errat."

The first Opal rose up into the air and shattered, projecting a red, black, and yellow flare. This was the boys aura. Kunai was astonished by the images in front of him.

"This is impossible."

In the world of supernatural, all beings are born with one aura. The child in Kunai's dream was born with three. It scared him to shits because it is known that you can merge auras making it one, but you can't actually procreate it. This child, the first of its kind, marking him as a new species on the chart. Born with three auras; The ultimate weapon of mass destruction or the ultimate bringer of peace.

Kunai knew that the demon in his dream has something to do with this, so he began to ask questions about the dark entity.

"Mead locum ignotum ducit. Porta bilinguis alta humi sedet. quis est iste locus?"

The second Opal rose into the air and shattered, creating a small aurora of images. It's light's reflect suddenly turned into an orange flare, symbolizing hell.

"Quis est daemon qui per portas illas ambulavit?"

The third Opal rose and shattered, showing a dark aurora gathered together to form runes, spelling out a name.

ᛒᛆᛚᛐᚼᛆᛎᛆᚱ

"Balthazar?" Kunai was confused.

He remembered Mother Superion mentioning his name. She never really went in to detail of who or what he was. Now was the time to find out, he thought.

"Quis est Balthasar? et quid est?"

The third Opal rose into the air, following the same fate as its siblings. An apparition of the demon came into play; killing millions and million of people, stepping over their bones as they pilled over each other; looking out at the flaming horizon.

"The king of hell," Kunai gasped as he brought his hands over his mouth.

He was going to continue, but he felt an unknown presence at the front of his doorstep. He returned to the real world and peeked through his blinds, his eyes going wide in shock and confusion.

Kunai opened the door and was brought back by the mans appearance. He looked much more put together and classy. This must be the Fall Covens style, Kunai thought.

"Atticus Thorn? It's nice to see you again. How are you?" He greeted.

"Why thank you Kunai, I'm actually doing great. Freedom is very much my calling as it is for you, I must say!"

"Uh thanks. Now may I ask, why are you here?"

Atticus was a bit hesitant to speak, but he knew he had to ask Kunai for a favor. And possibly one he can't turn down.

"I need you to move to San Francisco."