HIDDEN IN SHADOWS

Unknown

18yrs Ago

It is winter and the snow has completely covered the earth. The snow storms this year is far worse than any I have ever seen. If not for the snow it left behind yoy would believe it was a rainfall because balls of pure ice was raining from heaven as the storm covered the earth. 

Not only were people locked up in their house due to the amount of snow out there. No heat system no matter how upgraded it was could keep the cold out. People had to stuff themselves into heaps of clothes in their houses under an heat system before they could feel any semblance of heat. Even boiled water got frozen immediately it is dropped from the fire.

Even considering what I was I still felt the harshness of the weather. The weather had no care for whether you were a supernatural or not it dealt with all equally. If not for the little we could do using magic the cold and its effects would have been far worse and I just can't imagine what that will be like.

I am just coming from a meeting with the king himself and the main agenda was basically disussion on the incessant complaints from the citizens. The trip to the palace was not a favourable experience as the situation was getting worse by the day. I ended up with frostbites all over my hands and a few brain freezes here and there as souvenirs.

The King needed an answer to all their problems and he believed I had it but the war has taken a huge toll on us and it hasn't come to an end. We have our reservations about the sudden disappearance of our enemies so we aren't letting our guards down. The meeting was futile in all ways because no solution was found and all we had to do was wait for it to pass.

I was undressing in my room needing an hot water bath after all the stress the whole day put me through. All of a sudden the weather changes, the change was instanteous and sudden as the mana in the environment takes an immediate change also. 

The mana threads around became reactive and unstable also affecting the elements and all the magic in the environment. It was like the mana around was drawing power from an extra source because it all went imbalanced and started giving off too much power than required making all spells and magical equipment unpredictable and ineffective.

It started to storm outside and the roar of lightning had taken over the whistling of the snowstorm. Everyone outdoor have started to take cover as the lighning residual sparks hits roofs and porches setting buildings on fire. I rush outside and I couldn't believe my eyes when I got to my balcony.

The lightning was directed to a place that was a little far from me but the light show was so bright that it could be seen anywhere in the world. Thousands of onyx black lightning bolts hit the ground all at once repeatedly and the whole earth shakes from the sheer force of the contact. Even in the darkness you could see the dark lightning bolts shinning with resplendent builty. The ground reverberates and the clouds rumble loud enough to make people completely deaf.

It begins to rain and I know this should be a welcome relief in this time but the timing and manner in which it came was unsettling. The platter of the water on the earth could be heard from a mile away, the stormy wind was going round wrecking havoc and destroying whatever was in its way. It was removing roofs, shaking building from their foundations and my house was not exempted. The earth quakes at multiple places opening and closing up repeatedly swallowing buildings and people.

It felt like the elements were angry and out to cause massive destruction. I close my eyes and try to stop the storm but my power was so little and weak in comparison to the magic causing the storm. The power was enormous and it will take over 10 people of equal power outage as me to conjure up such power.

I just can't understand how such a thing can be done with such unity and precision. It looks like the handiwork of a person but it felt like the work of multiple very powerful elementals. I just won't believe one person can wreck this amount of havoc.

The truth of it is that we haven't had such a storm in millennia. The last time such happened was when the gods came together to create the school for their descendant. Such powerful magic was done by the king of gods himself. Something very significant was happening and I couldn't put my fingers on it at all.

'Is the king of gods angry? Is there a new born lesser god we don't know of? Are the gods angry at someone? Is the world coming to an end already? Is there war Limpyur?' Multiple simulations and questions were running through my brain but the answers were far away from me. I was still thinking on the answers to my questions when I was drawn into a vision.

The vision unlike any other in the world was clear and so real i would have called it a dream. Visions come in picture and flashes and it is now up to the seer to piece the pictorial puzzle together. This one on the other hand was clear and like a video. I was transported into the vision where the grass was lush, green and fresh. The air was fresher and the smell of freshly grown trees was so pungent in it.

The grass was easy to identify as soon as I saw it since I have been seeing it from the first day I could walk. The school was a little bigger than I knew it and there was a large army right in front of the gate. The army was larger than any I have seen and they were all battle ready for whatever war they were going to fight. The army was filled with supernaturals of all kinds in different armour some of which I have not set my eyes on ever before.

Right in front of them was a captain leading them. His aura was powerful, unique and very intoxicating. I don't know how I could see it being a seer not an aurakinetic but I wish I could just remain looking at it forever. He was very powerful; but he was surprisingly flanked by equally powerful beings.

He was coated in the armour of the king of gods, in his left hand was the staff of the God of the underworld, in his left hand was the shield of the god of form and on his belt was the sword of light belonging to the Archangel himself. He raises his staff as they charge to war and i hear a very deep and authoritative voice say

"A King Has Been Born"

I was pulled out of the vision with force and I jerk out of my stagnant position. I realise my surrounding is back to the normal snowy winter and the cold was back. The saviour has been born. Now to find, protect and nurture him before my brother and his minions find and kill him after seeing this vision.

"It is a race against time to find the king hidden in the shadows"