Age of Heroes (Age of Heroes Chronicles)

Chapter 571: Waiting for someone

At the same time somewhere near the Crystal Wall, there is a woman tied on a tree. The wind around this tree is breezy and calm

It brings coolness to those people who are hot. 

A few meters away from the tree there is a stream of water. It is not big stream like the stream of a river but a small stream.

It is not deep and it is not wide.

It is around two feet deep and three feet width.

There are no fishes in this stream. The water is clear and one could drink from it and satiate their thirst

These streams had been in existence since the creation of the Godstree.

It come from the tree itself. Some said the water come from one of the deep roots of the Godstree, deep beneath the ground

Since this stream did not connect to any rivers trails neither did it connect to any of the sea trails.

This water did not connect to anywhere. 

If one were to seek the beginning and end of the trails of this stream one would find that it is a curved line from the first tree in the upper northern part of the Wall and ends before it connects with the river trails around the Godstree near the Cassini ancestral tribe lands

What a magical sight and what a magical stream. 

Even before the dark miasma around this tree was expelled, the hunters of the Three Great tribes have always drink from the water of this stream.

It is clean and seems to cures poisons that one would get from enduring the dark miasma. The miracle of the tree.

Now, it is sparkling as the sun shines its light upon the water. Looking at such scenery, one would forget that there is a great darkness just in front of the Godstree.

The woman looks at the area. She opened her eyes again. 

In her eyes there were all kinds of vision. She shut it off and calms herself. 

'Ah, bustling' she mutters to herself. But even if she screams, no one could hear her. And even though she was tied to that tree, no one could see her.

There are caravans passing by the tree, all of the people in the caravan had downcast look. Some of them are covered in wounds. Some of them are crying silently and some of them are dazed. There are also people that seems to be angry

There are all kinds of emotions. 

Then this caravan stops for a moment. Some of them craned their necks and some who were farther behind stood up

They saw the Wall and they saw the gate. Some of them clench their fist, their heart filled with hope

Seeing the Wall and the Gates, there is a sense of security enveloping them

The one leading the caravan is a middle age man with stocky build and tall statue. And he said to the people riding his caravan

'It would not be long now. Be prepared. Do not get flustered when meeting the Three Great tribes later. This is the Land of Strife. It is not their place to bluster in front of us as Asrana would surely rise' The other nodded. 

Seeing that the young ones slowly recovering from the dark feelings in their heart, the middle age men move his caravan toward the Wall and not before long he passes through the gate and move deeper toward the Three Kingdoms

The woman smiles and she blesses them with her heart.

But none of them see that woman. 

Behind the caravans there are more people and even more caravans. 

And behind that caravan there is even more and more people and more and more caravans.

Like a straight line stretching out to infinity. Millions of people.

Dust rises up because of all the people that is coming from all parts of the New World all journeying to the East

Some of them ride horses, some of them walk barefoot, and some others rides beast. But whatever they use to come here, they would have to pass the tree where that woman was tied to

But no one could see her. 

And that woman did not cry out, neither did she tries to ask for help at the people that passes her by. 

She only watches upon them like an unconcerned observer.

Some of them just look at the tree before passing it by, eager to pass through the wall. 

Others would look at the crystal gate and the tall walls and be in awe of it before their steps quickened.

Some would stop in front of the tree and prostrate themselves in front of it. Some of them would look at the tree and pray for safety, leaving some offerings

All of these people are running from the thickening darkness that covers the New World. The ancestral lands of the thirteen tribe are getting unlivable. 

Darkspawn, Mudborns, Skyfiend all of these dark creatures that has been told in the stories around the fireplace had come alive.

These stories had been told for thousands of years. It is the same story. Some people didn't even believe in it. 

These stories once fill the world.

All people knows it. 

The people of Asteros, the people of Vorthy, the people of Ming and the people of Ariundus.

The stories are told and then they are forgotten. 

The Gods fade and like the heroes of the ages, they were forgotten. 

When one looks at the stars, and saw a bright star shining, they would ask whose stories that is? 

And some would not be able to answer. 

Because while there are many stories in the stars that strewn the sky of this Earth, how many remember the stories of these stars?

But while many of humans forgot these stories, forget these Gods and the heroes and heroines of the yesteryears, the thirteen tribes remember. 

The children of the Thirteen Isle remember the stories of their ancestors. 

They remember the heroes that fought for them, the great men and women that emerge and fought against the Darkness

They told the stories every night, huddling around the campfire, making sure the Pancadongeng remembers the story so that it could be passed down. 

And so on and so forth, they told the story from the beginning to the End.

But while the Thirteen Tribe remember the stories, most of them disbelieve. 

Those who have strong faith, who have strong connection with the Divine, they listen, they heard and they believe.

That a time would come when the world would be covered in Darkness and that there would be a Savior that would come to determine the future development of the world

When the battle is fought, there would be a tilt of balance between good and evil. 

If Asrana wins, then there would be a millennium years of peace, of the balance of the world tilting toward light and good.

If Vasir wins, then Darkness will fill the world and entropy, death and evil things would roam and govern the world until another battle would commence in the next prophecy of the Ages.

The battle between Asrana and Vasir is not the battle that will end the world. It is a battle that determine the curtain of the new era starting.

Whether it will start with good or evil. This is the story. The story is very simple. The battle itself has been told and retold.

But time makes a fool of all people. 

To the Prophet, when he speaks of this story, he told the people, that all of this event is very close.

The time is near, he said

It took a few thousand years for it to come to fulfillment. Did the Prophet lie then?

There is a saying in the Gospels of the Church of Light. A day in Heaven is a thousand years on Earth

Probably that is why the Prophet said that it is very close. To the inhabitant of Heavens, it truly was just liked days for them

To mortals however, it might take a little bit longer. 

A few thousand years after all is enough to turn a small lake into a river, a desert into a tropical jungle and to make even most strong memories fade

That woman sighed.

Today, she seems to be thinking about many matters of the past. How she misses being that small deity, guarding some small lake in some secluded forest.

But then she shakes her head. 

It is simply nostalgia for the past. 

Maybe, because memories are beautiful that she thought of the past as more beautiful. She misses being that small deity. 

But that did not mean she really wanted to become that small deity again.

Being the way she is now, there is also advantages. 

This woman tied to the tree is a divine being. 

That explains the supernatural phenomenon around her where no one could see her even though she is tied right at the center of the tree with such a large and unique chain

The fact no one realizes was the weirder part. But if she is a divine being, then nothing is surprising. 

She continues looking at these people. 

She is waiting for someone to come. 

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