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The Cardinals Path to the Supreme

Uriel lives with the shadow of abandonment ingrained within his heart, never could he forget being discarded by his parents It was by his fortune that the people of Old Meadow took him in and cared for him, so he planned to live his life repaying them for the kindness given to him... Time would come to pass before the newly anointed Queen Celestia Rothwart would open war against the middle lands of Asnea, and with it, the fires of war spread through the lands... And Old Meadow would not be spared from the falling ash... Nine years would pass and the festival of Cair-Andriel would come again, and like the clockwork of fate calamity would descend upon Uriel's new home, razing it in fire and stone... This calamity would set him on a dangerous path, where one must thread the lines of good and evil... Armed with the power of Eldrin, Uriel would seek the path, the path of truth and justice... And so he shall seek the Path of the Supreme. --- Hey there, so this is technically my fourth book, two of my previous works were contracted so I have a good grasp on writing by now, so you can be assured that you're going to get something of quality. If you don't believe read a few chapters of my previous works... This story is going to be a bit of a challenging one to write but hopefully one well worth reading, It's going to have concepts of theology, primarily monotheistic, but also concepts of polytheistic nature, as well as concepts of ideology worked into its narrative. I'll try to keep it light and simple as much as possible. Also, I'm going for a bit more of a vibrant setting so that will hopefully lead to some fun engagements between characters from different places. Alright, that's enough from me, if you enjoy it please vote, comment, and review, it will help the book reach more people and hopefully allow me to complete the story. Your Author - Take care

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110 Chs

042 – The Shattered Rift – Part 7/10 –

"Huff," Uriel's breathing was rampant after his near shave with death.

He could feel it again, the power.

It was coursing through his veins, flashing within his hazel eyes granting them an ethereal look.

He was tired from the fight, but he was exhilarated to feel the power bursting through his body.

But his excitement was short-lived as the ethereal energy in his eyes blinked away and the power faded before he could get his fix.

Uriel felt exhausted, the power had a draining effect on his body, he was coming to realize that each time he used it he was left feeling a bout of weakness throughout his body.

Disappointment took his face when he lost hold of the power, no it wasn't like he ever had any hold of it, it came and went as it desired.

"Huff," he heaved as the black chest appeared in the ash, feeling a little too tired to open it up right then he took it as a seat for resting.