Chapter thirty-one: Disease is Among us
"Hahooo!" The mad woman leaps into the air for the clouds as they grace her with moisture and the water slides down her face. "I'm finally out of that shit-hole!" The fog from the void embraces her like a small tornado as she reaches for the sky and reconstructs her attire with its gust. She comes out of the living brume with new clothing. The breeze disappears to reveal her outfit of a black and red jumpsuit with a laced opening to expose her belly.
Intrigued by this woman's control over the coliginosity, Dad approaches her with his inquiries, "I'm sorry, who are you exactly?"
Her massive blue hair turns with her in a great swoosh and sends a squirt of water off as she stares back to our group with a hunched back like a frightened rodent. "Shit, how long have I been in there?" She comes up to Father again and extends her hand for a greeting. "The name is Ari Stuki, wife of the amazing Star-Maker Roukuu."
Uncle Roukuu's a star maker!?
Father is taken aback from her words. "A-Ari, the Lady Ari, Goddess of War? You disappeared after the fall of the Hengengnadr Era! So I've heard, at least."
Ari straightens herself in confusion. "Era?" The two stand there in silence with the sky tearing up to fill the gap, but not to dissolve their puzzlement. Suddenly, she grabs him by the coat and pulls him in very close to her face. "How long have I been in there!?"
Dad stutters to answer her question. "Uh-well, you missed all of the Crenhis Era, and the first two thousand years or so of this era, the Fupum Era."
As I watch the two explain things to each other, my vision suddenly shows me the field distancing itself from me. Not too long after, I feel the ever-unbearable pain of my back crashing into a large rock that's hiding in the trees. Not comprehending what just happened, I try to sit up from the wreckage, but the pain impedes me. It causing me to upchuck some blood from my mouth.
Uncle Kakashin leans over me and relays a few words, "Vila, my party was sent to dispose of Sommi and his gang then bring you back." He opens one side of his cloak to grab something and pulls out my sheathed sword then hands it to me. "We have to fight, so make it look real."
Still unsure of what's happening, I take back my weapon and watch Uncle raise a great scythe over his head.
With his body overshadowing mine, he prepares a deadly over-head strike and warns me, "Block."
With no pause to process this, he charges the blade down upon me and I manage to block the staff part with my scabbard. I can feel the blade barely dig into my scalp as it pierces into the pillar.
My eyes open from the surprise and I look at him with fear. "I thought this was gonna be fake!"
"Fatal wounds won't kill you." Uncle keeps his gloom personality. "Roll."
I do as he says and lose my position on the broken boulder to roll and land on one bended knee. "I'll have you know then, my experience with fighting is poor."
Uncle focuses a dark prowess into the large blade of his sickle and cuts through the rock like paper. The blade swings in a circular motion for the staff part to lean on his shoulder as he puts his statement bluntly, "I can tell."
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Back with the others
Zaru blocks a heavy punch from the man who carries and great belly. "Where did these guys come from!?" He does his best to keep his distance from the beast despite the loosening gravel beneath him.
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Cryptic Asunder [Ver. 3 outdated]
FantasiThis is considered the 3rd version of the story, I am editing the 4th version for publication with Windmill ink. The official book is planned to come out late 2024-mid2025. I posted this story on RoyalRoad and Fiction press, I haven't looked at eith...