Ajax lives a mundane life.
Then, one day, he meets North.
And, it seems they are starting to fall in love.
The problem is that only Ajax can see North.
A supernatural boy's love story.
The Orakulua was said to be the living narrator of all Adamah's prophesies and bearer of all of its secrets. He alone had the knowledge of the past, could foresee the future and use these information to guide the present for the greater good of Adamah.
For thousands of generation, the essence of ancient Orakulua had always been reborn into several people and in different timelines.
All Orakulua were born blind. Their eyes were all colored white. At birth, they were separated from their birth families and it was the Forest clan's duty to keep the Orakulua pure and untouched for the Orakulua to fulfill his destiny.
Faith alone determined who should be the Orakulua. If the current Orakulua was no longer worthy, faith itself would find a way to punish him - death. A new Orakulua would ascend and would receive the emerald eyes as symbol of his position.
Within the Forest clan, the damoiseaux were the only group of people responsible of taking care of the Orakulua.
The Orakulua was in the Garden of Halcyon with his two other brethren.
"Number Two, why are you so restless today?" The Orakulua asked the youngest.
"Your Divinity, I am hungry. We have not eaten anything for almost a day now. I don't think I would be able to last any longer."
"What say you, Number One?"
"Your Divinity, I think, Number Two must learn to forego all desires."
"But, Number One, I am so hungry."
Number Three's age was comparable to an eight or nine years old Earth child, while Number was around fifteen to sixteen and Orakulua was somewhere between twenty-four to twenty-five.
"I understand, Number Three."
"Damoiseau, please take Number Three to kitchen and feed him properly."
"Yes, your Divinity."
"Brother, why did you let him off that easily?" Number One went Number Three left the garden.
"As Orakulua, what is our greatest power besides from visions?"
"Feelings, your Divinity."
"Were you able to sense Number Three constitution since we started our meditation?"
"He was feverish."
"That is right. And?"
"Never once he complained about being sick."
"Very good. And?"
"Instead of asking to be excuse for being sick, he wanted to have some food, though, he knew well he would not taste good."
"And why do think he asked for food instead of rest?"
"I think, he just wanted to get his strength up so he could do continue meditating with us."
"You are right, Number One. Sometimes, what we see is not often the truth. If our mind is easily clouded by what we see and hear, our heart would not learn to be compassionate to investigate the truth."
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