Age of Heroes (Age of Heroes Chronicles)

Chapter 558: With a heavy heart

Astiel is quite confident this time. Then he looks at Jurgan and his eyes changed. 

It was like the eye of a reptile. Yellow colored and full of predatory intent. It blinked and then he says to Jurgan

'Jurgan, don't make the same mistake like you did with the Knights of the Round Table. This time I would not allowed it. Control your urges' Jurgan clicked his tongue and said

'You will not let that rest would you, Astiel?'

Then chuckling, Jurgan said

'Those bastards have the Blood of Light. Even you could not remain unscathed being burn by such a divine blood. And as you know, my urges comes and goes. But for you brother, I would try my hardest this time'

Then he mumbled but Astiel just snorted

'This is important, Jurgan. I sense that Asrana is awakening. The Final Battle is approaching and the Ages prophecy would be fulfilled. I am trying to tilt the balance toward us. Toward Our Father. Do not forget, that if we lose this time, this Asrana, whoever he is, would not be as powerless as Levitia. And who knows what will happen to us after that'

'I know. I know. Don't be naggy. I know what to do'

Whatever it is that Astiel and Jurgan is searching for, it must be very valuable for these two heavenly demons to be taking it very seriously. 

And Elkar could understand. After all, he knew what these two demon is seeking. The thing that they are searching for could change the fate of the world

How could something like that not be important?

'I am also very curious of how it looks like' Elkar thought to himself. Even though he had a mental image of what that thing looks like, nothing beats the real thing

Of course, that is if Astiel senses is right this time.

'Asrana and Vasir. Old prophecies and ancient stories. I could not believe that I am living in it right now' 

There is a bit of surrealistic feeling about all of the matter that he is now involved in but not of excitement

That is not something that he had a lot of in his life. 

He dedicated his life to one singular goal. If one looks at his life while there is a lot to criticize him on, there is also a lot of thing to admire him on.

The height he achieved, the notoriety that come with it and the fact that if he had succeeded, he probably be the biggest winner of them all

How could a man like him be imprisoned in the Black Tower? That is how dangerous he is in the minds of those people in power in the Arakath court

Even Elkar himself could not believe that he would receive such treatment. 

The Black Tower had imprisoned many powerful and dangerous criminals. 

Some even said that it is one of the prison which held the Emperor Alexander, the First Emperor of the MontBlanc dynasty

However the world chooses to remember him, his name is etched in the books of history of the kingdom.

One must not forget that he is a servant of the Palace. 

Even though he wanted revenge, if one had been in his position, living in the life of a servant, they would have extinguished their revenge, bowing down to the pressure of life or the temptation of an easy life.

While he was a servant, he was the servant of the future King of Arakath. 

If he wanted to, he could live an easy life and when he is old he could retire to some remote regions of the kingdoms, living in a small villa

The death of a demon in some human territory is not something new. Most people would mourn and grieve and then get on with their life.

But Elkar love his parent. And this love is one of true love. Strong and sturdy. This love is his shining light in the dark

And when that light is taken, even though the world seems to be saying to him, "No, you could not do what you wanted to do.! How could you, a mere demon, without no power or influence could have your revenge upon the race which kill your parents?" he still perseveres in his belief.

He believes that if he exerted himself to the fullest, he would get his revenge. 

Never underestimate a man who had a singular focus and goal and exerted himself to that cause and not swayed by any other temptation

This kind of person is very dangerous and could achieve anything they ever wanted

He planned his scheme. He rejected the idea of living the good life. He had lost everything he cared and love. 

His mourning did not end and his grief could not be satisfied.

Instead of wanting to ingratiate himself to the Crown prince of Arakath, he supported the young Prince. 

While at the same time, trying to gauge the reaction of the Crown Prince toward human.

this servant of palace that did not have any official power managed to orchestrate the greatest scheme in Arakath that if succeeded would started a Great War between Humankind and Demonkind that probably would erase all the humans in the Human Continent

Elkar does not know how accurate his plans were and how close it is to be fulfilled. 

Only Arial knows how close it was for the Demonkind and Humankind to have an all-out war.

One misstep and the greatest war since the war during the time of Levitia and the Demon King would have erupted, bringing desolation and the horrors of war upon innocent people.

Arial lived that era in which the Demon King march his armies from the Levitia bridge to the Bleeding Wall and then proceeded to destroy the human kingdoms and started a massive massacre that forces all of humans to live in misery.

The reason was the death of the demon princess Arianna

One single death had brought about the destruction of human rule in the Human Continent. 

And even though he failed in this new world what he did was still great. Terrible, true, but great nonetheless.

A servant that manage to create a chaos rivaled only during the time of the Age of Gods. Was he a genius that could plan all possibilities? 

No. He was not a genius. While he is knowledgeable, if his knowledge were to be compared to one of the scholars of Arakath, he would surely bow in submission.

Determination and one singular goal that he had focused on. That is how he had managed to hatch one of the largest scheme in the history of Arakath.

Probably that is also the reason that Astiel and Jurgan did not leave or kill him as soon as he handed them the Stone.

Probably even they admire such a man with such unwavering will that even in the face of the hardest adversity manage to overcome it and become one of the most notorious mastermind in the history of Arakath since the time of King Mikael.

Instead, Astiel wanted to groom him. 

To be not his subordinate but his equal. Three of them would then work together to release Vasir from his captivity.

'Hmm' he sighed

'Things had developed to this stage. Fate.is really strange' he thought to himself. He walks again and crouch down as he saw some sew dolls on the ground. Not far away from that doll is a child. 

Probably only around six years old. There is deep gash of wound on that young girl chest. Her eyes open and not far away from that child is an old man and an old woman. 

Probably her parents. Elkar close his eyes like he could not bear to see it, the very own darkness of his own making.

He had thought it would be easy for him. But now, it seems it is not that easy for him. In the past, he could view all of this objectively.

That is because he is far. He did not fight in the war and instead orchestrate the matter in the dark. 

He had not been in a true war. And now that he is, deep inside the battlefield, he did not feel happy.

He convinces himself that he felt pity for these humans probably because they are not the human of the Human Continent.

He justifies his pity, his slowly diminishing desire of hatred by thinking to himself that the reason he felt so is because that these people have no enmity with him

He himself did not realize the changes that is happening to his heart now. He opened his eyes and picked up the doll.

He looks at the old man and woman corpse and he sighed. he got up, come close to the young girl body and close her eyes

He spoke the prayers of the Thirteen Tribes as he closes her eyes. Old Gods roams about in the lands of Thirteen Tribes.

That is what Astiel and Jurgan told him. Some of them are lost, some of them are slumbering, some of them is just only a wisp of will

But they exist. They live in this last bastion of Gods and Goddesses, where the faith is still strong and magic is in abundant

And he prays as his heart seem to change.

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