A Month To Write The Start Of Destinies.

The newly awakened still had a month to prepare for Alpa. It had been a week since the Awakening Ceremony and the Branlocks were currently having dinner. There was a variety of foods;fish soup,turkey,chicken wings,salad,chicken thighs,meatballs and orange juice. They conversed as they ate. "You've just three weeks to prepare. Even though you can gain a new skill by just cultivating, it is more advisable to push yourself to the limit to gain a better skill. By just cultivating, you can gain a random skill which may likely not fit your choices." Gamora told them. "So how do we push ourselves to the limit? We are not eligible to go to the beast forests." Vorden said. "Yeah! Besides we don't know any other way to push our limits" Lith added. Davies smirked. "That's why you are going to fight your mother's summoned beasts" he said. "What! What summoned beast?!" Lith exclaimed. "Mom is a Summoner?!" Vorden equally exclaimed. Davies just smiled while Gamora just sat there with a poker face. "No way!" Vorden and Lith exclaimed together. "It's very true. I am a Summoning guda. Tomorrow,we will start our intense training. Get ready and get a good sleep because after tonight there will be no sleep till you go to Alpa." Gamora said with a grin. "We're dead." That was what was currently ringing in their minds. "Honey don't be too harsh on them"Davies said with a pleading face. He knew his wife well enough to know what she could do. "Don't worry darling. They are my beloved children so they will get special treatment." she replied with a wide smile. "I'm sorry my sons. This may be our last meeting. May you train in pieces. You're really dead." Davies said while hurriedly taking his plate off the table. He knew his wife and knew what special treatment meant to her. He was a victim of the special treatment so he knew the kind of soup the children were in. Maybe, they might get his type of treatment or "better". The rest of the dinner proceeded in silence with the kids thinking about how the special treatment was like,Gamora formulating plans for their special treatment and Davies imagining what his wife was going to do to him that night.

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"Get up sweethearts. We have a giant day ahead of us and we must start early to catch up to it."a sweet voice with a hint of happiness drifted into the dreams of two boys who were currently asleep. The voice was like a bomb in their dreams as they quickly got up and got into tracksuits. The barged out of their rooms and gulped down their breakfasts before they headed down to the training hall.

Gamora stood in front of the training hall,waiting for the kids. The moment they got there,she beckoned them to follow her. They followed Gamora to the back of the hall where a strange circular formation was brimming with power. It was deep blue in color. "This is a teleportation ring and it will be taking us to our place of training."she told the kids. The children just nodded and followed their mother into the ring. She wore a long,yellow gown that set her curves on fire and made her appear vulnerable but only the gods knew her situation. The ring lighted up and engulfed the trio.

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In a vast wasteland, a teleportation ring lit up and out came three people. The people were Gamora and her sons who were coming for training. She led them to a huge rock which acted as a barrier between the teleportation ring and the vast amount of ruins in front of them. "This where we will have our training. We will sleep here,eat here and maybe die here. Your training routine is two weeks training with me and the last week,weapons training with Uncle Flamod. During your training with me,you will stay here. I may stay with you or I may go. This place is an ancient rune or say,one of the very first ancient cities before the Great War. It wasn't through the war that it became this but through a man. I'll tell you the rest later. For now we'll finish the tale of how Gassendi came to before we start training." Vorden and Lith nodded but in their heads they were screaming in fear. Lith had already started hallucinating but he quickly snapped out of it after Gamora called his name. She beckoned them to sit down which they hesitated until she assured them that it wasn't a beast forest and there was nothing there except for them. "Shall I start?"

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What the group saw was a tall,muscular man clad in gold shiny armor. He looked like the old olympian gods with his dark blonde hair. They unconsciously started shivering. They hadn't seen anything like that and aura they were feeling was nothing they had felt before. Even Celestial class beasts cannot release this kind of aura. "Hey relax you guys. I'm not going to kill you. By the way, I'm Degor Bantus,the messenger of the great king of the gods,Amadeus Prime. I welcome you to the haven of the gods, Gassendi." the giant man said. The group looked like ants in front of him. "Follow me."he said as he turned around. The group followed him without thinking. They had just met a god, and they were powerless in front of him. Even if they wanted to run,they wouldn't know where to run to. They followed Degor through the giant hallway which looked like a cluster of castles. They had to sprint to catch up to him even though he deliberately walked slowly. Eventually, they got to the entrance of a huge room. They followed him into the room where more shocks awaited them. "Welcome my Chosen." a thunderous voice said. The group turned subconsciously towards the position of the voice. In front of them was a huge white throne. Red,brown,aqua blue and azure colored runes moved like veins on the throne. On the throne was a slim but slightly muscular man in white robes. Intricate silver and golden patterns designed the robes. The man had long black hair and unusual silver eyes. He looked like a young man,in fact the youngest there. Even Lariciem looked older than him. He looked like the age mate of Marcea but his actions and words were a contrast to his looks. As a matter of fact, all of the gods present didn't look any older than 30 if they were to be in the mortal world. "I'm Amadeus Prime. King of the gods and father of the four great elements which make up the world. We the gods are very grateful to have met you. We thank you for saving us….." before Amadeus could finish, a loud thunderous sound reverberated through the hall. It came from a knock on Amadeus's head. "Seriously? What did Portimus teach you, you insolent kid!" a voice more thunderous than Amadeus's said. It belonged to an extremely muscular man in full black armor leaving only his head. He had spiky red hair and ferocious tiger brown eyes. He was the culprit who knocked Amadeus. "Hi there Chosen. As my little brother said, you are once again welcome. I'm Glozark Daviesio Prime,the god of Power and Authority. Please forgive my brother for his actions. He's still learning. I'll let elder brother take over from here. You dare not speak Amadeus." Glozark said to group. The group was shocked at what they were experiencing. Did a random god just knock the king of the gods on the head and he couldn't even retaliate? And what was that shit about younger brother and elder brother? Were they really talking with the gods or it was a stupid dream they were having?

"I apologize for younger brothers' insolence. I'm Portimus Gassendius Prime,the god of Wisdom and all Psychic related abilities. I'm also the eldest brother of Amadeus." a calm and soothing voice filled with knowledge and experience said. It belonged to a slim and average looking man in golden, plain robes. He had long, white hair which reached his waist. He had crystal blue eyes which brimmed with experience and knowledge. As a matter of fact, he looked like a young woman but his voice and demeanor showed that he was a male. "I will move straight to the point as the kid already started." "Did he just call the king a kid?"the group were still fathoming what was happening. It was beyond reasoning for them. For the king of the gods to be called a kid and he couldn't even talk back was just unthinkable. So what have they been hearing in those stories about the gods and the great Amadeus? Were they all lies or what? Even they haven't yet believed they were in front of the gods and all these were happening.

"You people saved us from the Corpius Compartment of Medokritos, the demon god. We are very grateful for your help. A war will be breaking out very soon in the mortal world and you siblings have been chosen to protect your world and bring all the races together as one to possibly prevent another one. The demons will be attacking your world unannounced. The reason is that they are after the power of the gods or say, the residual of our power after we all ascended to the Supreme Realm. The are after our Artflow which is in abundance in your world. But you don't know about it because you can't feel it. We can't come to the mortal world or else there will be unavoidable chaos so we shall grant you the power to fight back. We shall grant you the god arts, the abilities of the gods which will be harnessed by the Artflow in your world. We are counting on you to save the mortal world." Portimus said in one breath. It took a bit of time before what he said settled in the Chosen.

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"So Angrim, Baurta, Demurral, Maddoc, Lariciem and Marcea were granted the power of the gods, the god arts to fight the demons and save the world. After that, they taught ki-jitsu to the humans and other races. It was a method they developed to help people sense the Artflow in the environment. Gassendi was named after the haven of the gods while the six kingdoms were named after Chosen. The Awakening stones are collection of the god arts which the Chosen before they died, passed on to the world. But before that, a number of people already awakened the god arts. They were the descendants of the Chosen, also known as the Pro-gudas. But not all their descendants are Pro-gudas. It's said that their descendants with their bloodlines flowing through them were the ones who awakened as Pro-gudas." Gamora ended her tale. "So thus that mean that we are all descendants of one of the Chosen?" Lith asked. "Yep." Vorden sat with a scrunched up face. "Yes,Vorden?" Gamora noticed his worry. "I heard that some of the 13 clans were descendants of the Chosen. Is that correct?" "Yes. That's right. Have I answered your question?" "Yes mom. Thank you." Vorden said. "If that's all, then we shall start our training." At the sound of this, the children gulped their saliva. This was what they had been dreading the entire time they were listening to their mother.