1345 A.D.; the year that will change the course of history, inside one of the churches in Eastern Europe on a rainy day, the heavy blanket of darkness in the sky causing people to wonder where did the sun go? A knight carrying a message that would change the world rides his stallion towards the church.
After he ties his onyx-black stallion near the entrance of the church, quickly he goes inside the church running from the stormy weather, heavy rains pelting down like bullets from the sky.
He enters wearing classic armor from the era, a chainmail helmet and gilded iron plates dripping with water from the rainfall. An odd symbol engraved in his breastplate making the priests wonder about him,
"My Lord, come inside, come, son, thank god you are fine. This horrible weather can kill even the bravest Knights, but my son, where did you come from?" a priest asks.
"I have an important message for you from the Pope himself" the Knight replies after he drinks warm milk with some cheese.
"What? A message? but why the hurry you could come tomorrow when the sun comes back, you risked yourself for a message?" one of the priests marvels, impressed by the determination the Knight has.
With fewer words, he delivered the letter to the main priest and telling him not to share the letter with anyone else. The main priest of the church feeling shock from the weird message the Pop has sent.
"Son, are you sure this from the Pop himself? I can see his autograph here but those words! What is this mad request? Has he lost his m...I mean is he sure I have to do this? I...I..."
The knight stands from his seat, touching his sword with his gloved left hand while pointing with another hand to the letter. Interrupting the priest,
"I delivered what the Pope personally gave to me, now you have to do whatever he orders otherwise you will have to answer your loyalty to him soon."
"Alright my son, I will do what the Pope has ordered and with the help of God, I will manage to deal with it but tell me, what are these strange symbols you wear? A wolf? With these strange three eyes? Which banner is this? How the Pope can trust..."
"Do your job, that is all." The knight interrupts the priest once more, this time he leaves while one of the other priests ask him to stay the night and he can go in the morning
"Sir, you can stay here in our Father's house... Wait, Sir, it is really bad weather out there-"
The knight ignores him, continuing his walk towards the main double doors, "I did my job...it is now yours to do the same and always remember the one eye watches." He shuts the door leaving the church once and for all, disappearing under the perilous storm.
"...Burry the six bodies you will find tomorrow, after that let the stranger from Crimea city who will visit you within the next days bury his son near them behind the church. And don't let any doctor examine the bodies...this is a direct order from me, The Pop, burn this letter after you finish."
The main priest reads those lines, again and again, trying to understand this weird request from the Pop. Without telling the others about it, he orders them to search for the six bodies near the river.
"We found the six strangled bodies covered with blood and beheaded nearby the river as you told us..." one of the priests reports it to the main priest.
"Yes, now bury them behind the church."
"What? Sir but..."
"No more questions please. Go! May God be with you!"
***
Days later a man wearing filthy, ragged clothes comes from the Eastern part of the city. With brown skin, a black beard, and deep-set, almond-shaped eyes, the people of the city seem to put off by his non-eurocentric features. Riding a chariot, in the back he has a small coffin, asking with a strange accent about the location of the church.
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Kings Of The New Age
Historical Fiction'The Death Reaper was hungry. Few survived. We are creating a new era. After a mysterious epidemic called "The Black Death" Wiped out most humans, the few that survived are back to build a new life. Taking part in the events of this new era and with...
