Rise of Yahunyens: Origin

Episode 30: That's The God's Modus Operandi!

Orngea floated in an unpredictable, dark place, his hooded figure obscured by the shadows that enveloped him. He was contemplating the battle he had been observing through his mystical quirks. His thoughts raced, an amalgam of curiosity and dark satisfaction.

"Of course, as expected from you, Fheniz Wrings," Orngea mused. "But this other individual... who is he? The energy I sensed before.... no, not at all, it wasn't any mere misconception. This wasn't the typical life force of a mortal. No, this was something much more potent, something divine. A familiar presence, isn't he? I can bring the difference in the type of energy a normal being holds and a God does."

The realization dawned on him. "OH, OH, OH," he chuckled, his voice echoing in the void, blending malevolence with excitement. "I wasn't wrong, I wasn't wrong at all, I couldn't have been happier. Subarashi, Subarashii!!!" The darkness around him seemed to blend with his growing sense of satisfaction, a twisted elation that made the void pulsate with his exhilaration. The malevolent aura that once defined him seemed to wane, replaced by an eerie blend of admiration and sinister delight.

"Yes," he continued in his thoughts, "this is indeed something extraordinary. To think that I would encounter such a being here, now, of all times. The energy, it's unmistakable. This is not merely a.... this is something beyond. A deity, perhaps? Or something even more... unique."

Orngea's thoughts swirled in a tempest of dark joy, his mind reveling in the implications of what he had discovered. "Fheniz, you have outdone yourself this time. And this new player... Ah, the possibilities. The delight of it all. Yes, this is truly a moment to savor."

Yesdar and Malaes flew towards the mountains on Ferion, their minds abuzz with the recent events. "Can you believe what we just witnessed?" Yesdar exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.

"No," Malaes replied, shaking her head in disbelief. "The plan worked perfectly, but the scale of those sandstorms... and Griswa's Energy Releasement. It was beyond anything we could have imagined. This was clearly incredible."

"We were so far away, yet we felt the impact," Yesdar continued, gripping the reins of Ferion tightly. "It nearly knocked us off balance, and we already flew miles away at top speed, before he even unleashed his power."

Malaes nodded, her expression serious. "It was incredibly powerful, but I can't shake the feeling that we haven't seen his true strength yet. That display was awe-inspiring, but I think he has more to show."

"You're right," Yesdar agreed. "Even after taking down millions of those, probably, it felt like he was holding back. It's both amazing and terrifying to think about what he might be capable of. A true God's power beyond awesomeness and yet not peak."

As they flew towards the towering mountains, one of the memories of their training and past experiences flashed in.

"Yeah," Malaes responded, as Yesdar questioned about that past event. "It feels like it wasn't that long ago. We were so naive back then, thinking we understood the extent of power and what it meant to fight for our world."

One particular never-ending day, Fheniz took the trio to a distant location in the south. "This is for training purposes," he had said. Fheniz flew ahead, while Yesdar, Malaes, and Griswa rode on Ferion. The journey took several hours, filled with idle chatter and the passing of varied landscapes.

As they flew, the endless desert finally gave way to an ancient city.

(The city was of old-world architecture, with structures reminiscent of ancient Turkish cities. Narrow, winding streets lined with stone buildings, domes, and minarets created a labyrinthine layout.)