The Older Earth

A realisation, a unison, a destiny

Each of them simply stood there in awe. It was an amazing prophecy and nevertheless was easy to understand. But it was not that, that left them with a nagging suspicion. Something else in the prophecy triggered a memory. Lord Seval was the first to solve the ghastly jigsaw of the prophecy.

He asked softly,"What are your first names?"

This was exactly what was bothering them. But now that it was spoken out loud it was easy to get the congestion out of their mouth.

"Mine is Helena," said Madam Hestia
"Mine is Zihóman," said Sir Midrir
"And mine is Alden," said Lord Seval

It was not very long when the three finally got the meaning of the prophecy. They were the three siblings that had to destroy the Dark Witch. But that was all they could get head or tail of it.

And with incredible timing each said

"Brother?"
"Sister?"
"Brother..!"

It was really a moment to cherish. It was one of the greatest discovery of a century.

Three siblings rule Older Earth at the same time.

They stood for a few moments till they all got sore of crying. However Madam Hestia took her most practical approach yet and asked,

"So, what do we do?"

"Ah, Madam, nothing more than a good nights sleep. But I'll contact you tomorrow and we'll set out to the Elvish fort. From there we start our journey to the Dark Lands"

"Tomorrow?!", asked an appalled Sir Midrir

"We have no plan!"

"Or a map!"

"Or a clue!"

"All in due time, my friends!", said Lord Seval laughing. "A map.. I have one efficient enough to direct us through Older Earth. A plan, I have a decent one, which I'll share tomorrow itself, and a clue.. now you'll need to do that!"

"I see. You've got it all planned out. Well I'm grateful that I have such a wizard at my side..", said Sir Midrir merrily.

They chatted about merry times a bit longer till Lord Seval got up and said,

"I must leave. See what has happened to my feast..."

He walked towards the door. He got a generous escort till the gate. At the gate the guard opened the door and said

"Thank you-"

It was then that a cold wind blew on their face. The guards eyes had gone blue, bright blue. His expression was blank and his body crumpled and collapsed. He lied on the floor with his eyes wide open, his face pale.

Then, his body lifted from the ground and got levitated to about a feet from the ground. Then another, and another till he was a good six feet off the ground. His expression was the same.

Then his mouth opened

Then he spoke

It was a lady's voice.

Lord Seval steeped closer.

I am the Mystic Destiny

Lord Seval took a closer step

I am here to warn you

Lord Seval looked into the guards eye

You are at a crossroad

Lord Seval raised an eyebrow

The Dark Witch is easily killed

Lord Seval now keenly listened

Not her father

Lord Seval looked at her eyes wide

The twelfth prophecy of Angor states

Lord Seval seemed inquisitive

That The Dark Witch dies

Lord Seval closed his eyes to ward of all unnecessary noises. He did so precisely because at this point the Destiny speaks a distinct and prominent factor of the adventure that could be a turning point. As it so happens a large gush of wind blocked sound for the other two, not for Seval.

As her father gets born

Lord Seval gasps

Do you choose double dose or none at all?

Lord Seval said shakily yet clearly

I chose killing the Dark Wizard when he gets reborn

Lord Seval then suddenly caught a brief glance at the guard who had unfortunately been possessed by the Destiny. He felt for him immense pity.

He therefore pointed his staff towards him and incanted,

"Leave the body you'll never have!"

The guard dropped from six feet onto the grass. Madam Hestia rushed towards him while Sir Midrir conjured up a few sacred flowers and poured it into the guards mouth.

Lord Seval simply said,"Please take this blessed soul to the infirmary. Tend to him properly. He will be in deep pain and distortion. Let him rest."

Madam Hestia attended to that. Lord Seval walked around the area banging his staff furiously till he seemed satisfied. He went towards Sir Midrir who was joined by Madam Hestia both looking nervously at the wizard.

"That was a Destiny.."

"I beg your pardon??"

"They are like spirits, that control our fate and destiny. Sometimes they possess people and come in front of us presenting us options. We choose an option that's our destiny."

"What was it here?"

But that was left unanswered, because at that very moment there appeared his assistant as a transparent hologram there saying,

"Lord, please come to Werbeka!"

He vanished.

Lord Seval said briskly,"My place is in peril. Everything will be explained tomorrow. For now,"

He bowed. He took out his staff, banged it on the floor and vanished as well