Age of Heroes (Age of Heroes Chronicles)

Chapter 507: Exodus i

Arial was riding his horse; his face was as calm as ever. His intention is to ask the chief of this city to no longer bother him.

And maybe even threatened the chief to help him on some matters. Arial is after all an expert. 

He could at least help the chief on some errands provided that the chief will help him in his endeavor.

'Hmm. To think I would fall so low to even help some chief of some tribes to help me' Arial said, full of disdain of his own situation.

In Human Continent, he was the Emperor of a large empire. With one word, he would make the whole world move. 

Wind and fire at his command.

To feel this disparity in power and influence in the New World, it reminded him of who he was before the crown was placed onto his head.

A warrior trying to do the right thing. A man trying to save his homeland. A man trying to save his family. 

But in the end...what has he truly achieved?

He conquered the Kingdoms of the Human Continent with fire and blood. Mountains of bones were constructed on the name of eternal peace, rivers of blood sacrificed for his burning vengeance.

Has he become the kind of man...that he could not be proud of anymore? Is the Warrior trying to do the right thing has disappeared? 

Did the man that tries to save his homeland died? Did the man trying to save his family…gives up?

Years pass by, life happens, happiness and sorrows intertwine and the warrior is no longer. The man is no longer.

Only the Emperor remains. Cold and calculating. Powerful and peerless. Emotionless. For the Greater Good.

And then he closed his eyes and sighed.

'This is not the time' he whispered. For some reason, this New World makes him feel weak. Makes him more…. human.

And for some reason that scares him. To feel again…..is terrifying.

He has other things to worry about instead of worrying about some tiny force in this new world.

He decided after thinking for a while. 

Ragran even though it is one of the thirteen tribes, its combat power is really insignificant if compared to the three great tribes in the borderlands.

He was about to increase the speed of his mount when suddenly on the sky, a sound was heard piercing through all existence. 

In the sky a rift opened and the sound shook all existence.

Even the deaf could hear. A sky quake happened and the clear skies turn dark red and thunders coiled around the clouds.

Arial stopped. 

His heart beats with such ferocity that Arial almost clenches his own fist. For a long time he did not feel this kind of emotion. 

Fear. A pervading fear.

His horse suddenly kneeled to the ground. At this moment, a sound was then produced uttering something so loud that the whole world could hear it.

Yet, no one could understand, and yet people were entranced by the sound. It almost sounded like a Song

At the same time, the people of the Thirteen Tribes hear this sound; they know what it signifies.

Their contented face, their happy expression was wiped clean and fear, uncertainty, guilt and sorrow filled their face. 

The Great War is beginning and the Exodus must be commenced.

If not their tribes will be annihilated by divine punishment. They need to go Beyond the Borderlands and enter the Shadowlands where the Three Great Tribes reign supreme.

The Darkly Ones must be rising.

They all kneel to the ground and prostrate their head to the dirty soil and ask for forgiveness and strength for the time ahead.

At the same time when the horn was sounded, the Fushan Mountain in Ming crumbled and was destroyed in a blink of an eye. 

The Fushan Mountain is home to many great criminals. 

All great criminals of the criminal underworld who has done innumerable evil deeds were destroyed when the sound was heard.

Their bodies turns to pile of sand, their blood turns to salt.

In Ariundus, on a certain cave, the dripping water of a fountain turns golden. 

The Old man protecting the location of the cave, who was paralyzed, was struck by the light of the golden water and his paralysis was cured.

His youth returned and wisdom entered his mind. 

He then quickly get up, praise to the Creator of All, and with one slash of his hand, the hole that connect his dilapidated old hut and the entrance to the fountain of youth was cut off.

Then he opens his third eye. An eye appears on the middle of his forehead. An eye that could see through all concealment and lies.

The Eye of Truth.

He climbed down the mountain with a certain mission. He said

'He must be awoken. The Vanquisher is near the Sun. The Conqueror must awoke and find the Sword. The Battle must be fought'

He must head to the New World. A Great War is beginning. With determined eyes, he climbed down the mountains and begins his journey.

In the Human Continent, The Grand Papnoticon who was in praying session when he heard the sound, he rushes towards the basement of the Great Holy Chamber and searches for some scrolls.

He then returns to his Holy Chamber and quickly summons his Bishop to go to the First Princess and ask of what she sees in her vision. 

His Bishop went to the stable, choose the fastest horse and with some knights of the faith he rides to the Imperial City with the Holy Edict.

All the while, his heart was palpating with fear.

'The descendant of Levitia will rise again.' The Grand Papnoticon said, fear in his heart, his hand was trembling and sweats filled his forehead.

He could not stop the trembling and his sweat could not stop and his fear could not be abated.

Heaven will punish them; the churchmen of the Unpardonable Sin, killing His most loyal avenger, God will push them into the very depths of hell, if they do not correct the mistake of the past.

He only hopes that the Darkness that will sure to come will not touch the land where Levitia descendant resides or all hope is lost.

In the Western Seas, a dragon like creatures, hides deep beneath the seabed and closes their eyes.

'Gaveror…..'The creature said with an ancient language

'You…..Conqueror…..destined...fate….averted' Saying this, it went to sleep. This word of the creatures reaches a dragon in slumber at Arakath and the dragon woke awake.

Then the dragon morphed itself into an image of a young man.

He then curses to the sky.

'Amara, you lie to me. You meant me to become the Boy lifeline. You think it will be so easy? The Boy may be important to your plan but not to mine. You think I can't sever it? I will sever it. The threads of destiny, the heart that yearn power, the heart that yearns life, I will sever and return to the Sea of All Things. I will not let myself be manipulated in your scheme.'

But the moment he finished saying this, the young man vomited black blood. 

Red thunder struck him from the skies and Gaveror human body was instantly melted and the illusion on the Dragon body dissipated leaving a huge black dragon looking at the skies with apparent hatred.

'Even You?' He asks to the skies.

The Dragon then open his black wings and push his feet and it soar to the sky. His eyes were looking at a distant direction. 

On the direction of the New World.

Meanwhile, In the Eastern Seas, on a region filled with white fog that hinders sight, a Gigantic Elephant which behind his back was an Island, a gigantic elephant that never moved before, suddenly get up and the island was shaken.

Then in the fog, it walks. 

It walks slowly as the fog becomes thicker and thicker. In Vorthy, a bear the size of ten mountains which is famously called the Winter Beast closes his eyes and winter rages on. 

The coldness will kill, the snow will bury.

It almost seems like Vorthy will be buried under the worst snow in all of the history of the Northern Continent.

On a wide sea, three men are sitting on a patch of clouds, their eyes shines like the stars. They smile as they look on at an island.

The large horn that Ragar once collided with was a chip of the cracked Horn of Reckoning. The Three Wise Men look on at the white stone which is glowing like the stars in nighttime.

The sword unleashed a holy aura that could sweep any worlds apart. With one slash, the sword on the white stone could cut apart worlds and destroy universes.josei

Meanwhile on other parts of the world.

All the creatures on Heaven and Earth were shocked to their core and fear crept inside their heart and they unconsciously, prostrate to the Heaven Above.

To those who know about the story and lore, they know that the chaotic era has begun and the battle will begin.