Caesar

CHAPTER TWO • BLOOD AND REIGNS

1904

His feet moves vertically towards his destination. In his arms, there is a corpse which blood drips out of, dropping on the ground, leaving behind obvious trails as he advances forward. His shoes prints are red with blood and plastered against the brownish concrete ground as the calm breeze carries dust off the ground through the dark windowless halls. Her cold lifeless hands stiffly moves as his feet makes way deeper into the dark hall, his footsteps are the only audible sounds in the hall and it resounds loudly. Her cold body is curled up against his chest and his hands beneath her back. Her pale face rests against his chest with her long black hair falling down effortlessly.

Finally, he stops at the front of a huge brown table gently placing her on it. Looking up into the unending darkness, his hands move drawing a triangle. Immediately, light surges from above and whitish substance fall like drops of water on his face.
"YOU SAID YOU WOULD SAVE HER!"
Finally, locked up tears fall down his bruised face. On his skin, there are various red bloody scratches and the tears stroll down his cheeks over the bruises.

A loud voice sounds from above filling the room with its rage.
"You have cruelly killed millions including your birth parents...and yet, you shed no tears but for this mere mortal, you...!"

"Can you save her?" His eery stone eyes stares up blankly. His tone pompous and demanding.

"Not 'can' child, it's not a question of abilities...it's 'will'...will i save her?...do i even want to?...or do i 'not' want to?" A dwarfish man ascends from above, descending downwards. His hair is literally golden not blonde, his eyebrows are also the same colour and they are joined together forming a 'V.'

The young boy looks up at the floating man, he forces all his pride away. Giving in to desperation, he falls down to the ground kneeling; "Please, save her"

The man's mouth opens wide snickering loudly mocking him. His tiny feet finally lands on the ground and he approaches him.

"Why should i? Her death is the punishment for all the lives you've claimed." He stands in front of him. Though kneeling, the child still towers over him.

His eyes shoot up, his knees aching from kneeling on the concrete ground, they already had scratches from the little rocks beneath them. Alien words escape his mouth as he pleads; "I will do anything...just please...save her!"

Laughter comes from the man, this time more sickening and maddening. There are little wrinkled lines on his forehead, chin and cheeks.
After an eternity of laughter, he finally speaks;," When i was watching from above, i thought it was just puppy love...I didn't think it was more. Foolish child, it's just your first girl and you are willing to sacrifice the world and more for her, pitiful...truly. Go home, child...oh yes, i forgot...your dementia head destroyed yours."

He stands up, his eyes filled with volcanic rage with a mixture of spite stares up and his lips curl up in a sardonic laugh.
"Your name is god Adonis, master of the seas, right?"
His face drier than the desert and colder than ice looks up as his hands pick the heavy corpse up, throwing it over his shoulders.
"You would regret this!"

The image fades into a circling darkness in the enchanted mirror. It's floral designs glows brightly.

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1770

TEPHENY, DEYUNY - HOUSE OF
THE KANDURI; PRESIDING LORD.

Various lords gather round a tree. They are few and dressed in black, all of them cover their faces except two men. On the tree they surround, there is a big painting of a handsome black haired man.

Lord Nostradamus speaks;
"For three years we have been in the shadow of the Hwansu...not anymore...The same way he suddenly appeared in Yunchi is the same way he shall disappear and seize to exist!"

The lords pick up a knife passing it round, they all cut their index finger and squeeze a drop of blood in a mini pot which is passed around thirteen times. The last time it is passed, it is handed to a huge man dressed in black, he puts down his cloak and voices hail.
"Ruena, High Priest!" They greet.

He picks the knife and cuts his finger. A drop of his blood falls into the mini pot and its colour becomes black. He moves holding the pot.
"The Hwansu put a blindfold on everyone's eyes and yet we managed to see...!"

"Yei!" The lords shout yelling loudly. Their tenor voices ringing loud in the night.

"He put on cloaks to cover his poisonous scales and yet we saw through them!"

"Yei!" The lords move forming a circle. The pot is passed round again and a drop of blood is poured into the pot by all fourteen members.

" He hypnotized the whole Yunchi and yet we are not under his hypnosis!"

"Yei!"

The high priest stands before the painting and pours the blood on the lower part of it. It catches fire burning in wild flames.

Another lord from the crowd comes out with a newspaper and reads out without dropping his cloak down.
"The Hwansu has conquered the gnmorists, a tribe outside Yunchi thus increasing his territorial boundaries and military might. There are even campaigns in all parts of Yunchi for the displacement of the imperial family and substitution of the Hwansu as Emperor of Yunchi!" The lord tears the paper throwing on the burning flame and soon the fire immerses it.

The Kanduri walks from inside the crowd and all heads bow before him. His white robe drags against the ground.
"The Hwansu's peaceful nights have come to an end!"

"Yei!"

"And so has his reign!"

"Yei!" The lords respond as they all cut their hair throwing it into the flame which ignites aggresively.

Lᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
ғʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴇʏᴜɴɪᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴɢʟɪsʜ

Ruena: greetings

Yei: yes