The Fate of the First Hero of Light
I walk outside the medical facility.
"WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!"
I look out to the streets they are dirty. People who look sick are sitting next to the roads. They have empty bowls, as people pass they extend their bowls. They are begging?! "Vivi how long was I gone 10 suncycles?" The Dark Elf bursts into tears. "You have only been gone, not even a full suncycle. Disaster has struck us. Please let us meet your Grandmother."
"I move to walk to the estate. She grabs me, we walk in a different direction. "She is inside here."
I look at the large building. THIS IS THE JAIL?!"
I look there is a frail figure. Looking outside of a barred window. "Grandmother why are you inside?" "Geir is that you? Are you well? Where have you been?" "Forget all that nonsense. Why are you here?" "When Zelda went mad. She sent the authorities to the estate. They confiscated everything. She then implicated me in plots and I was arrested and charged," "MAD?!" "Geir she went insane." "WHAT!?" "Grandmother we are leaving this place." "NO GEIR please she has Teela and Drusus. As long as I do not..."
The wall is shattered. I walk to where I was when, I was first assaulted. It seem to be a gangs territory now. One of the flunkeys approach. I grab him be the throat "Where is the leader?" I have beaten him and his footmen severely. They will never walk again.
"Who are you working for tell me?" The one tries to spit me. I rip his heart from his chest. He dies. "I will start killing each one of you in worse ways from now on. Who are you working for?" "DAFUR!" "Who is the Dafur?" "He is the Royal Advisor?" "Yes, he works for the Queen." "Thank you, your time to die has arrived." "You said you will not kill us." "I only said I would start killing you in worse ways. Just die plainly this time. I snap each neck. I ran out of necks to snap, I leave.
I should visit Zelda last. First to help the people. "Quickly come with me!" The beggars run down an alleyway. I open a door in the back of a building. There are stairs leading downwards. "Vivi you will stay here and heal the sick." "Little man what is your name?" "Nikos sir." "Nikos go find all the sick and poor people lead them here. Without letting the guards see you. Can you do that?" "Yes I will." "Thank you talk to the Dark Elf inside, if you need anything." "YES SIR!"
I will move to the estate first. There are guards at the entrance. I avoid them. I enter the building everything is destroyed inside. I move to my room.
There are many lifeforms inside! I open the room large poisonous spiders fill the hall. One bite will not kill me but two definitely will. These are extremely hardy creatures. Ice magics do not damage them. This was a trap made to kill me!
I have killed each one. Still I feel danger. My room does not have my parka and things inside. I smell something burning. I break the bars and reinforced glass, that was installed to trap me inside. The explosions behind me destroy the right wing of the estate. Acid is flying everywhere from the destroyed spiders bodies! I am not wearing my parka. The acid will burn me severely. The ice sphere I made around me, is dissolved by the acid. A second barrage of explosions even more acid this time. They were aiming to maim me. I make another sphere around me with my crystal magics. "Ting" There are metal strings on the ground. A device jumps eye level height in front of me. It is another bomb! I cannot open the crystal dome in time to escape...
He is over there. The plan worked. Just as Minister Dafur said it would. There are only going to be pieces of meat left." "Let's break the bubble and see." "He is not here!" "You are wrong. I am still here." I torture them for many moments. They do not know anything of what is going. Whoever this Dafur is. He knows me inside out. These guards only know their posts, nothing else. Zelda was so careless in the past even the lowest servant. Could learn of secrets that could ruin the kingdom.
"What are you not going to kill us?" I stay quiet. He has manipulated these men's minds. If I do not say the right things. It will bolster their belief in him." "He told us you would be a coward and would not speak." "What a smart man. He told you exactly what I would do or say. Simpletons like you are easily manipulated. Like a beast with a piece of meat in front of him that he just cannot reach. You will follow him even down a cliff. That is how stupid you are. Believing that his promises to you will be kept" "What do you know of him! Do not speak like you...""He is a pathetic idiot. Who lacks any real strength he has to hide behind halfwits like yourself. Do you want to know why?""...""Because he is impotent like yourselves. He could never get a woman by himself, so he needs his fellow eunuchs to help him." "I'll KILL YOU!"
I spend half a day humiliating them over and over. "You cannot say I was even here." "YOU CANT COMMAND ME! ""Are you going to tell your comrades. I rode on your back like a child and forced you to eat dirt?""..."What will you tell them. You fought me for half a day? Why were you so slow? He was in a hospital? He was already weakened." "HOSPITAL!"
"Did no one tell you? Everybody else knows, they have seen how weak I was, when I fled. Yet here I humiliated you over and over. If they had caught me there. I would be dead. Do you know why you are stationed here?"..."It is because you are the weakest ones in the barracks. He will never keep his promises to a coward." "Here I'll stand still if you can arrest me. I will go with you. They are on the floor. They stand up slip on the thin ice and fall over. Immediately I melt the ice. The grass is slightly wet underneath them. "You cannot even stand on your own. Should I help you up?""...""I will..."
If I push too far. Their confidence will return. I walk away, the frustrated guards do not know what to do.
I go to my homelands. Everyone looks at me with disdain. I abandoned the Tribe. So they have all rights to feel that way. I open the main buildings door. "Beatrice where are the Elders?" She looks at me with hateful eyes. I walk over to a column. I punch it so hard, a piece breaks loose and it hits the front of the lounge. The glass shatters.
"THEY ARE AT THE TRAINING GROUNDS!"
"Come here Beatrice." Her face is black and blue. I broke both her legs. I go back to the entrance of our homelands. I beat each and every member of my Tribe, young or old, till they cannot move anymore. I snap at least two bones. Everyone is running in fear of me.
I AM GEIR WARCHIEF OF THE TULOK!
Little shits have been living easy under my reign. When they are slightly inconvenienced, they look at me like brats. Everyone has been dealt with here.
Now to beat the elderly.
"Father I was looking for you. How fortunate to find you here!"
"CLAURILLES I AM THE NEW WARCHIEF YOU WILL RESPECT AND OBEY ME!"
I sigh "If you had called me Geir. Your suffering would be less."
Aunt Alisa casts blood magic to try and restrain me. I easily break through the bindings. My healed body quickly dispelling her magics. My body had been fighting, the curses cast upon me for years. Like taking small amounts of poison over a long period of time. I have become immune to magics, that harm me internally. I freeze the room. My ice is so clear, it looks like a polished glass lens. I have beaten Aunt Alissa so severely. She will have to use a wheelchair from now on.
"Why Geir?" I punch her wind pipe. But not enough to kill her. She is gasping for air.
"I am the Warchief. It is also my responsibility to discipline the Tribe's people when they step out of line. You are beholden to me. I do not owe you anything, even my talking with you now is a blessing from me. You should be grateful for my mercy. That you abandoned my Grandmother in prison was the last straw. I have been kind to you before from now on, you will follow my orders exactly to the nth degree." "Geir." I punch her again she is unconscious.
"Uncle Drusus you are next." "Geir stop please."
"Do you know what the word treason means Uncle Drusus?" "Geir please!" "I will have to explain it with my fists then!" Uncle Drusus is an invalid now.
I finished with all of the Elders. They most likely will not be able to fulfill any meaningful roles anymore. "Only you left father." "CLAURILLES PLEASE STOP!" "The Warchief should always be calm and never show emotion. I wind my shoulder back. I go for the punch, I stop and flick him on his nose.
"You could never become the Warchief father. You lack something I have, that you need to be the Warchief."
"What is that Claurilles?"
"Hatred."
"HATRED? BUT I HATE YOU!"
"You have frustration. You are bitter towards me. Instead of acknowledging me. Focusing on your own personal growth. You tried any way possible to stop me."
"I AM NOT FRUSTRATED!"
"That you had to use curses and turn my mother against me proves it."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?"
"So it was true. I understand the difference. Between us now."
"WHAT IS DIFFERENT BETWEEN US?!"
"It was how Grandmother thought about us. She loved you dearly, wanting to keep you away from her old ways. She did not teach you her brutalities. She pitied me. So she taught me everything she knew, to give me strength, to protect me from the world and you."
My father is starting to tear up.
"There is one simple way to explain why you could never surpass me."
"What Claurilles?"
"That you do not even acknowledge my existence. You cannot surpass something that does not exist."
"Claurilles what are you saying?"
"Claurilles is not my name, you have never used my real name even once. That is why you could never surpass me. You are fighting a person that does not exist. Leave now my mother is worried about you."
He sulks out of the room. The elders painfully twitch. "Geir you will not get aw..." The room is engulfed in the dark energy.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!""NOTHING GEIR IT WAS NOTHING!"
My bloodlust is retracted. "You could never achieve what I have. An Elder is supposed to be useful and a benefit to the tribe? You have nothing to teach nor any wisdom to share. I will send Beatrice to fetch wheelchairs for you. You can spend the rest of your lives taking care of the plants and staying at the spa. I am a merciful Warchief am I not?"
"Geir.."
"AM I NOT?!""YES, YOU ARE!""I better be, otherwise I would have tortured you and flayed you alive. You are only alive thanks to my merciful heart, never forget that.
The next few days I spend tracking down the rest of my Tribes people. Those ones that are in the Capital. I beat till they are almost at the brink of death. If they did not rescue my Grandmother immediately. They deserve even worse than the punishments I am handing out. The peoples of the far lands greet me with respect. They do not have to be disciplined.
I hear of what has happened to the Kingdom. The country to the west of Zelda's attacked hers. She had never known war. So her incompetence led to massive gains by the enemy. The Knight was sent and he pushed them back with the Royal Army. He is still fighting at the front. From the south, the tribes staying there were united under the rule of a mighty warrior. Taking advantage of the chaos they are expanding their territories slowly moving upwards.
Many of the countries people are either captive, dead or even worse. They do not know what is happening in the Dwarven Realm. The TADUC Union was put on indefinite hold.
I send out a call to arms. Our Tribes People assemble. Most everyone is black and blue except the loyal Tribe's people.
"Geir what are we going to do, where are we going to?
"We are forcing the Dwarven Realm to comply with our Unions stipulations."
"WHAT!?"
"You heard me. If they do not comply with the contracts, then we will make them."
The Dwarven Doors are closed.
I make an ice wedge. My clans people support each other and push it, after long moments. The gates are open far enough that we can enter. The entrance is abandoned.
"Dekna what do you sense?"
"Many distances further inside, there is a battle being waged."
"Lead us there."
There are many dead Dwarfs as we approach.
"IT IS GREAT FATHER GEIR! ATTACK!"
"THROUZZOR CALL THE UNION HEADS. I AM HERE ON BUSINESS! THE DWARVEN REALM WILL KEEP THEIR PROMISES!"
I show them the book with the stamps of the Union Heads on them.
"WE ARE WAGING WAR!"
"Your war has nothing to do with my Tribe! You will abide with the written contract."
"NO, WE WILL..."
"Throuzzor if you do not comply. I will distribute these documents and explain what has happened here. The Dwarfs will never be able to sign a formal contract with anyone ever again. The rupees that have been flowing in here, due to my business will stop. I will make sure no one ever buys Dwarven Wares ever again. Do not think me a fool. I always have a contingency plan. The Dark Elf's will distribute their wares from now on."
Throuzzor drops his War Axe he runs. The Dwarfs move to attack him, he screams something. They immediately stop fighting.
"Dekna what do you sense?"
"As the Dwarf is running, the battles are ending."
"Warchief what does this mean?"
"Rupee's are thicker than blood."
"WHAT?!"
Throzzour returns he is gasping for air. "The Union Heads are assembling, please come with me. As we are walking the destruction is immense there are bodies everywhere. Buildings are burning. "Geir son. Are you well?" I glare at Thandal Deepstand he steps back.
"Thandall Deepstand I am here on business matters, regarding the TADUC Union come with us!" He stands up straight and follows me.
The Unions Heads are seated at their massive table. I am standing on my table looking down at them. They are shaking. I am totally dominating them. In the other world. I never had to fight seriously with my ice magics. But with words I was battling day in day out. I had to fight the authorities, politicians, lawmakers, criminal groups and many more. I am not the same as I was, when last we met on the battle grounds of negotiations.
"As I told Throzzour I will spread the message far and wide. That you refused to keep your promises."
"Geir..."
"IT IS WARCHIEF OR GREAT FATHER GEIR CHOOSE ONE!"
"YES, WARCHIEF!"
"Please Warchief you can see how things are at the moment."
"I CAN SEE YOU ARE NOT KEEPING YOUR PART OF THE CONTRACT!"
"Great Father Geir there is a civil war being waged. Please take that into consideration."
"DID EVERY DWARF LOSE BOTH THEIR HANDS?!"
"No, Warchief!"
"IF YOU CAN FIGHT WITH ONE ARM, YOU CAN WORK WITH THE OTHER ONE!"
"DO NOT THINK YOU ARE THE ONLY ONES THAT CAN MAKE MECHANISMS! THE DARK ELVES CAN ALSO MAKE THEM! MAYBE NOT AS FINELY AS YOURS BUT WITH ENOUGH RESOURCES INVESTED INTO THEIR REALM. THEY WILL MAKE GOODS, THAT CAN REPLACE YOURS! DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS?"
"Geir son.." I glare at an intimidated Thandall Deepstand. "I mean Warchief, you know how the runes are produced and still..."
"THAT IS NOT MY CONCERN! I AM NOT THE MANUFACTURER! WHY SHOULD I CARE HOW YOU MAKE THEM? I AM HERE FOR BUSINESS. YOU WILL PRODUCE THE GOODS STIPULATED! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"YES WARCHIEF!""YES GREAT FATHER GEIR!"
"THANDALL DEEPSTAND!"
"YES, WARCHIEF!"
"YOU WILL GO THE CAPITAL FREE TEELA BY ANY MEANS. RESUME YOUR RESPONSIBILITIES THERE. MY TRIBES PEOPLE ARE OUTSIDE TAKE THEM AND ASSIGN THEM TO THE REQUIRED POSTS. BUSINESS WILL RESUME IMMEDIATELY! IF THERE IS NO BUSINESS IN THIS COUNTRY, WE WILL DISTRIBUTE TO THE OTHER ONES! ANY QUESTIONS?"
"NO, WARCHIEF!"
I leave the conference hall. I move outside. The Dwarfs who were in bitter conflict only moments ago, are quickly cleaning the streets and putting out fires. They know the repercussions if I spread information, that they cannot be trusted to honour an agreement.
I know they use the souls of the dead to make the runes. It is their problem to design new ways to develop power. Why should I do everything? These disasters are happening because I coddled everyone. Unable to stand on their own, they fumble and break everything.
That voice said "The arrogance of the few lead to the suffering of the many."
I will visit my House next.
Finish.
