Judgement

Episode 8

Alas, the time of redemption had ended with judgment as its last obstacle. A start of a joyful adventure flowing into series of torture, all for no firm reason. That is the course of life. It’s movements timid and the mercies greatly unbalanced on the souls of others. Mortals question life in every thought, but they still prefer to live. They give up the thought of living yet change their minds when they are faced with death. Life is precious but wicked, Afterall one cannot be perfect without the balance of good and evil. It is up to you to decide, if this life is truly worth everything.

On this day, we begin the judgement of the dragon slayer!!

The whole prison is dead silent at this moment, and every soldier’s gaze is fixed on this detained monster. Some shake in fear and others cry out within themselves for a chance to survive this trial. The beads of sweat drip from the chins of the archers as they stand in bravery, but the silence leaves them to their darkest fears. A total on 243,000 soldiers are stationed in guarding the dragon slayer for his trial. The greatest number of soldiers stationed for a single man in the history of the empire. The commander rolls the scroll and reads from it.

From the decree of our magnificent emperor, we have detained the dragon slayer to assess whether he is truly a savior or a threat. The feat you have accomplished is one of myths, as the great dragons have never been killed from the very beginning of creation. A child, yet not one. A dragon slayer, yet as fragile as an egg. We do not understand your origins, however if you choose to be a weapon of the empire you would live. There is no option for freedom, freedom would mean war with the empire itself.

Micheal struggles and gasps as the memories flood his mind. He bows down his head in satisfaction and raises it back at the commander.

You want me to be a slave? Me?

Would you prefer death then, dragon slayer? The empire does not stand for anything which opposes it. You might have defeated a dragon, but it does not mean we are weak enough not to retaliate.

I’d love to see you try then!!

Do not raise your voice at me, boy!

The pressure on Micheal thickens as it suppresses him to the ground. Micheal tries to breathe and drags his fingers through the dust to escape this torture. The nearby soldiers all lose consciousness except the very strong generals who are seen on their knees. A distant voice is heard from afar breaking the silence.

That is enough.

The pressure of the commander ceases, with each conscious soldier making a sigh of relief. He turns and sees a woman, one of the 12 legends of the Vis empire. The 12 legends are the mortals closest to gods, with the Vis empire having only 4 at their disposal. She walks towards Micheal and brushes his hair gently, startling the commander.

Miss, that boy is a monster. We cannot afford to take any chances.

Oh my, do you think a little child make as much as a dent on me? I request you cease those remarks before you lose your life. (in a soft voice)

The gravity intensifies on the commander, burying him face front into the ground. He groans in pain as his strength is nowhere near the strength of a legend and feels like an ant in the dominating palm of Akshar, the legend. Akshar releases the gravity on the commander and smiles at Micheal.

Well, well. I think we will be having a new student joining in, wouldn’t we?

All the conscious soldiers shout in agreement as fear gnaws at their hearts. Two soldiers come in for the unconscious body of Micheal and follow Akshar. They tremble in fear as they feel two monsters are right within their midst. They exit the prison and bring him into a chariot, where 30 mages had been stationed to seal the prison if something goes awry. Akhsar continues brushing the hair of Micheal as the chariot rides to the northern School of Vis empire known as the greatest in the continent.

3 days later…….

Micheal wakes up breathing heavily and sees himself in room of luxurious paintings. He looks around for a path to escape and sees none, resulting in him being alarmed.

I need to get out of here. Argh…

The memories of his encounter with the dragon floods his mind again sparking his eyes blue continuously. He struggles to rise and grasps the nearby chair but falls again as the pain surges within. Akshar steps out of the shadows and hugs him from behind.

Who’s that!

No need to panic child. I’m just someone willing to help you as long as you are obedient enough. (talking gently)

Argh…. My head.

Micheal opens his eyes and notices he’s back on the bed with Akshar on him. She gives a menacing smile and licks his neck softly as she retreats.

I do hope, you do not disappoint my expectations. Else you would truly find yourself dead in seconds. I talked to the headmaster of the University of Legends as it is the builder of all 4 legends within the empire. I feel that would be a great place to help you control your power as you are basically a myth.

Why, why would you lick…

Oh that, just a little pleasantry from me. By the way I can feel your nervousness all the way up here. You seem to have gone through a lot since your soul is giving off screams of despair.

Micheal bows down his head in sadness and anger, yet he feels he cannot do anything to change it. He looks back at Akshar and smiles with tears flowing down his cheeks.

Thank you, for saving me.

Akshar being amazed by the sudden thanks from Micheal, walks towards him and hugs him gently. She brings out a pendant and gives it to him as a means to call for her whenever there is trouble. The butler of Akshar knocks and presents a letter of acceptance from the University to her.

Well, since your time is now up to head to the school, I will see you off. The school has the strongest individuals to ever exist within a generation and I find you as a part of it. The crown prince and even most nobles are within the best classes which harbor none but the strongest. Try to make this your new start, child.

My name is Micheal, you can call me that. Child feels a little bit offensive. (Puffing his cheeks)

Hahaha. You are quite an entertaining little boy aren’t you. I haven’t laughed this much in a while. You should pack up for school now. They might be reluctant and bullish on you since you are not a royal, but just break some bones. Don’t kill them yeah.

Mmm okay. Thank you once more. I will repay you in whatever way I can, I promise.

Akshar rises and heads for the door with her butler, she laughs and opens the door to leave as the butler picks up the new clothing of Micheal into a luggage for him.

Oh, I almost forgot. You can only die by my hand. If you make a nobody kill you, I will chase you to the pits of darkness and kill you again (with a guile smile). Anyways, have fun at school.

The door closes as Micheal is left crying on his bed. He finishes up and gets into a carriage with the butler and is dropped off at the school where he receives his keys and location for his dorm. Upon reaching his room, he sighs in relief and smiles.

I’m sure Nanya would have wanted this. It is truly like her to want this for me. Nanya, I finally got admitted to a school of greatness like the one to told me stories about. I really wish you were here.

Tears drop down the cheeks of Micheal slowly as he opens the door of his room. He sees another boy packing and they both stare at each other awkwardly.

Dude why are you crying. Do I look that ugly for a roommate to you or what.

Oh no, another Jerry. (with a disgusted face)

End of episode 8