SOUTH ATLANTIC OCEAN
The thunder no longer roars, the winds on the sky slowly dissipating and the heaven seems to be defeated. But that person still looks at the Heavens like it still had one last thing to do.
His eyes show he is not yet done.
‘Not yet’ he whispers, his eyes are sharp and severe.
‘It is not enough’ It is not yet enough for that person. His black robe seems to have given the illusion of the people that is watching, like that black robe could cover the whole world.
Great auras of powers emanated from him, an energy of seven different energies that influence all the energy around him.
This man decided that today is the day. He needs to resolve sothing in his heart. Only then could he confidently tread his Grand Path
‘Today, I have sothing I need to confirm’ he said as he clenches his fist and a look of determination appears in his eyes.
There is only one person in the world that could look at the Heaven this defiantly and without an ounce of fear. He is the legend of the world and the strongest man in the world Death Monarch Azief
His heart is blazing with a willpower to defy the Heavens
And then sothing happened. Sothing that he willed to happen. Because right now, what he needed is ti.
Right now, he needed ti to think and contemplate because the next step is important and he needs to prepare his mind.
Because he could feel it.
That thin barrier between mortal and God…. he is almost grasping it. He is grasping at empty air right now…. but he knows it is there.
Sowhere…. that barrier is there. And when he found it…then and only then he could break that barrier apart and surpass his limit.
Right now, everything else is tuned out of his mind. It is strange and weird. He out of all the heroes of this era is plagued by problems of the emotional kind.
It should have slowed him down in his journey to strength or at least halted his ascend to the peak of power.
Yet it did not and it never has.
One could even say that the problem of his heart beco a fuel for him to understand more. When he wanted to run away from his matters, he went cultivating.
Just like right now. As he decided to confirm sothing and as he gazes upon the clouds and the sky above it, everything faded away.
All of his distracting thoughts flew away like he is waving his hand and the clouds all moved away and all he is thinking about is none of those things.
His eyes seem to be shining with so kind of ancient wisdom and the aura in his body emanated that feeling of an ancient being like it is etched in his bones
And sothing seems to be ford dep inside him.
It is a kind of willpower that trumps everything. It is desire, a want, a need…yet it surpasses all that and none of that.
It is difficult to explain and even harder to understand.
Nothing could erase it or wore it down once it is ford.
A pure desire of wanting to know…of what binds him and what chains him in this vast Universe, that desire turns into a fla that could not be extinguished
A Will.
In his mind, he asks these questions. Is there truly no free person in this world? Is being a true free person is a curse instead of a blessing?
What is true and false? Azief only wanted to know this question. But the more answers he got, the more question he had to ask.
He didn’t want to be the frog that think the sky he saw from the bottom of the well to be his Heavens.
He wanted to know more and see more, feel more and understand more. He wanted to soar on the sky and see what is out there.
He wanted to be…more…more than what he is right now.
He is still looking at the sky, his eyes clear and full of determination. However, this is not the sa sky that everybody is seeing right now.
And in their eyes…. Thing are a little bit different than the way Azief sees the world.
Because right now, in Azief mind everything is slowed down and as such his eyes are looking at winds slowly disappears in slow motion, a distant thunder stretched out in almost a snail crawling ti span.
To be more accurate his perception is speeded up and everything seems slow. As he looks at the heaven he is thinking of many things.
Today he is about to confirm sothing. And if he does, then this path that he had taken is correct.
Azief think of all the things that happened since the Fall. There are many things that have happened and there are so things that have passed him by.
He was the sa person back then. At least so of that part of him still exists. There is regret a bit in that, and so longing for that past version of him.
But, he embraces it. All of it. The regret and the longing
He is rembering each and every single one of those mories. It is the reason why he becos whatever he is right now.
As things appears slow in his eyes, Azief could even see so wind that is slowly forming under the perception of his eyes.
He could saw the particle around his body is being pushed away by the emanation of energy coming out from his body
He wanted to sigh and wanted to complain
In this world, no one seems to understand him. Or the things he did. When what he did and what he thoughts of is extrely simple.
There are many opinions regarding him. So say that he is a Devil not caring about all the lives in the world.
And it is not hard to understand why he got such a reputation. Each ti he battles soone, the people that was caught on the crossfire was nurous.
So of them survive, while others beco collateral damage.
If one looks at his battle against the World Governnt almost a million has died when he attacked that Island of Peace with his Seven Battlestars.
And of course because of his disregard for people when he is in a battle unless that people is the people he knows or have relations with who he saved, other would usually beco his unintentional victim and that disregard for lives gained him many enemies.
When he killed so many people in the Island of Peace, those soldiers he fought…did they not have fathers, sons, daughters or wives?
Didn’t he fear those people would seek him to avenge their family?
But did he care? He didn’t. Because no one could harm him. A person couldn’t, and a hundred people couldn’t and even a thousand people couldn’t.
Those that try such things have already turns to ashes beneath the roads of ashes and dust beneath the Death Monarch boots.
A Devil. That is what so people believe.
However, the people of Pandemonium believe him to be the guardian angel of their lives. Azief did not even have to do anything to gain such reputation among the citizen of Pandemonium.
As long as he sits on that throne is the Centre Palace of Pandemonium, the safety of Pandemonium is guaranteed.
His existence alone is deterrence to those who have ill will.
Everyone who lives under the grace of Pandemonium pray to the Death Monarch and love him even if he doesn’t love them
Because Death Monarch did not need their love and nothing would change even if those people didn’t love him.
Nonetheless, temples are erected for him to show their love for him. So even believes the more they love him, the more they would receive the care of the Death Monarch.
He did not discourage it…but he did not encourage it. He did not want to know if people are building a temple for him and he does not care enough to discourage them.
After all, the tragic affair that happens since the Fall could break a person mind. Not everybody is sane these days.
Even Azief sotis question his own sanity sotis
The things he did and the things he had try doing and the question is his mind all shows him that he had beco a different person.
He did not shy away from killing and when he had an objective he would not mind risking his life to make sure he would accomplish it.
This is nothing like him before the Fall. He is not a cowardly but he is not that brave either.
And probably that is the reason why those insane people built those temples for him.
In a chaotic world, to live as safely as they did in Pandemonium, to prospers and thrive in a world full of dark forces and monsters in the forms of beast and people, is because of the large shadow that the Death Monarch cast all over the world.
It is a large shadow that chills the heart of any criminal and thunder in the hearts of other forces.
His na alone is enough to make sure criminal think ten tis before doing sothing and make large organization and warlord to halt their moves confirming many things before doing anything.
Then there are also so people who believe him to be ambivalent in action and behavior. And this is also hard to dispute. He could be like that sotis.
And there are people that believe him to be just an eccentric person like those experts that seclude themselves in mountains or secret islands and don’t want to enter the world stage.
While so other people believe he is just like other power hungry people that wanted to rule and conquer the world like the World governnt and the Republic using his brute strength as his weapon to slowly conquer the whole world.
Azief smirk a bit thinking of this.
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This is a bit short because if I continue I had to stop a little bit further and it will increase the SS count to much. I try to strike a balance between long chapter and amount of SS so that it will not drive away readers too much.
If I posted the whole chapter then in one sitting one had to use fifty SS and that would only made lose reader. in the end, I am like Azief. greedy and selfish. As a writer, i want my work to be read by other people.
Anyway, I hope you like the chapter and please vote for it. Thank you all for staying until here amidst the horrible grammar in the beginning. I have improved a bit but I am not perfect.
I don’t know how to hire a PR and what should I offer them. After all while I am a contracted author I am not on the high tier author like the others so there is not much that I could offer. But I also don’t want to offer too little.
After all, there is a lot of chapter one had to PR if they work on my book.
Hmmm. Anyway just ranting a bit. I should have not rant so much. Now, you just waste one SS to hear my ranting. Sorry.
Mwahahaha ( PS: Only this one ti I am going to be this cheeky. Next chapter afterword will be pretty dry)
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