An entangled time of reign

The King of Cyras...Syron Phasee, had summoned one of his highly trusted advisors...Gregor Stance, for a private discussion. They were seated at the table alongside Gregor's wife...AnnaLynne, who had been friends with the King's wife...the Queen of Cyras, Lassette Phasee, since they were teenagers growing up in the bosom of their reputable family lineage.

Queen Lassette was currently pregnant with the heir of Cyras, and a long way into her pregnancy, while AnnaLynne still couldn't bear any fruit of labor, since she got married to Gregor, long before Lassette was married to the King. Even though AnnaLynne still desperately yearned to have a child all these years, but it seems she wasn't born to experience the great warmth of motherhood. And her husband Gregor, on the other hand, had refused to give up on any perspective goodwill of a miracle.

Gregor Stance had embarked on many fruitless steps in the past to grant his wife's wish, and he was currently taking another tremendous risk to make sure he will somehow help fulfill his wife's maternal instincts of bearing him an heir.

However, King Syron was immersed in worry, about the matters related to the prophecy of the wisest kingmaker, so he called his friend and ally...Gregor, to get to the root of this prophesied matter, regarding the birth of his heir. He had gathered all of them together, along with the ladies for an urgent council. So they could discreetly share ideas through interactions, and come up with a productive decision, on how to handle the dreadful news Ratanold came to deliver a while ago, and find a permanent solution to the problem at hand, before it becomes too late.

Long before Syron became King, it had been reported on the walls of history, about an ancient tale that foretold the birth of a bloodthirsty beast, whose destiny was to rule over the world. However, not towards greater accomplishments, but unstoppable destruction. A chaos that would sweep the world off its feet, and render it into a complete devastation.

This tale had long been written by the past Seers. Therefore, it came as a puzzle to King Syron who seem quite disoriented, and couldn't come to terms with why this prophecy had to happen during his reign. And It even went as far as to condemn his future heir into a state of mental confusion, even before he was born.

As a Crown Prince at that time, Syron used to think the foretold prophecy, were merely tales, written down to instill great fear into the enemies living within the kingdom, who were involved in petty underground conspiracies, and wished to take over this Kingdom for themselves.

In any case, If that ancient prophecy turned out to be true, King Syron couldn't help but to remember the past Seer, talking about an ancient remedy, which was known to cure any misfortune except death, and also came with an immense power to rule an entire world.

The ancient remedy was reported to have gone down from generation to generation, and even saved an unfortunate Kingdom, which was attacked by the invasion of the mogs, that left their kingdom in the greatest destruction. To a point, they had to make use of that uniquely remarkable remedy, to bring down the mighty troops of the Mogs, and save their kingdom. Until their Kingdom stood strongly on its feet, and was impenetrable for thousands of years...All thanks to the thorn of TUTUS.

The knowledge of the Thorn of TUTUS, has been cleared from existence a long before their forefathers. It even faded in the minds of their forefathers who came before them. The TUTUS has been the most hidden knowledge currently from this world entirely. Into the wrong hands, it could course unrecoverable destruction, which nearly destroyed the generation of the past.

Meanwhile, the Seer...Ratanold, once mentioned something about it, in one of their Royal Courts, so it became common knowledge amongst King Syron's imperial chiefs.

A rumor King Syron had overhead for a while now was that, his trusted ally Gregor, was currently seeking its location. Even though, most of the imperial chiefs, and him included, had thought the TUTUS was merely a myth, and never existed.

But it seemed Gregor thought otherwise, and was desperately looking for it. Reports had it that, he wanted to acquire an heir, which was the reason behind his desperation to seek the thorn of TUTUS's existence.

So upon hearing the prophesied news, King Syron decided to confirm the rumors with his friend, and maybe, contribute towards seeking the TUTUS location. That was the main reason the King sent for Gregor at such short notice, and demanded an audience with his advisor immediately.

"Have you located the TUTUS?" King Syron went straight to the point to ask his trusted advisor.

If Gregor was surprised at the King's sudden question, about how Syron came to know what Gregor had hidden from him so far, with regards to seeking the TUTUS location, it didn't show on Gregor's face at all. He was simply calm by the King's question, as if the news of the TUTUS wasn't a private and pressing matter to him.

Gregor emptied his goblet by gulping down his drink to the last drop, before he turned towards the king to respond.

"I am guessing it is no longer a secret anymore, that I was seeking the TUTUS." Gregor replied with amusement. "Well, I thought you might be amongst those who labeled my efforts to seek it as fruitless." Gregor replied pleasantly to his friend and King, but they were more friendly than formal when they are alone.

"Believe me, Gregor...if I say, I hope I am wrong then. Because the most crucial matter of my current situation, is about the birth of my heir. And it seems his fate lies on that fruitless efforts. If you have not yet found it. I have a preposition for you, I simply want to join you, to seek the whereabouts of that remedy. Let's follow up on it earnestly, until this fruitless mission becomes fruitful." King Syron convincingly suggested to his friend.

But before Gregor could reply to the King's suggestion, the Queen felt a sharp pain and call their attention with a painful cry, then her water suddenly broke. So Gregor's wife...Annalynne, got up quickly to attend to her friend, while screaming orders to the confused King and husband, who could barely recognize what was going on.

"She is in labor! the baby is coming.." AnnaLynne stressed with gritted teeth, when the confused men didn't know the actions to take. Until the Queen began to feel her baby coming, and began to scream in pain.

Immediately, preparations were put in place to welcome the heir to the kingdom. The proud, yet worried father...the King, couldn't help the tension that kept building within him, as the Queen's screams echoed within the Castle walls, and was later filled with the joyous cry of a baby boy!

The heir to the Kingdom of Cyras, was born three hours to the birth of Lazarus, the heir to the Renegade Kingdom on the same day.

Back to the past;

Queen Rosaline also gave birth to the heir of the Angelic Kingdom, the same time as the birth of Arabella's son. She gave birth to Zach Sanander's son and the future King of the Angelic Race.

Therefore, with the same joyous news, inside the same Kingdom, yet with different names to it. Three strong heirs were born, to three different Kings, in different Era, through the space of time differences.

An entire Angelic Race, as well as the Kingdom of Cyras, and the bitter-sweet happiness of the New siblings of King Rene's heir...Lazarus Doez, All joined in celebrations mixed with excitements and merries, which coincidentally entangled in a complex, difficult, and confusing situation, yet, towards a common coexistence. As their enthusiastic celebrations echoed throughout the entire Kingdom. During the same time, they all welcomed the birth of their various heirs, into a creation of a new Era, a new time, yet, different future Kings, in the same Kingdom, and yet also, separated by the chaos of time towards different dimensions.

Unfortunately for Lazarus, He is stuck between the space of time. It could either be the past, or the future. The question now was...where was he destined to establish his rule???