Chapter Six: Blossoms of the Fallen seed.
It was sometime before I looked back. Why I left that little paradise with Kiro, and his grandmother, I still don't know. But, I continued on, driven by some longing deep within. I was not far out of the village, just past the rice fields, and the workers who toiled in the hot, baking rays of the sun. Several of them waved to me, and smiled friendly like. But, being the god that I was, emotions were fleeting. I smiled a face smile, something that I had mastered since my birth on this god-forsaken cesspool.
I was not more than a half-hours journey from the rocky outskirts of the village, when a giant explosion and a dark cloud filled the sky above the raging inferno that once was the mortal's hiding place. The fire swept across the land, consuming all the huts, people, fields, animals. All was taken by the sever firestorm.
I stopped dead in my tracks. The head of the blast forced me to cringe, and blew my hair around like a devils' twister. "What…Could have done this type of destruction?" I stood my ground, and then raced back off towards the village. The screams and cries of the villagers could be heard above the cracking, and snapping of the fires. I burst though trees, bushes, and forced rocks and boulders out of my way. I kept up like this, feeling the my breath rise up ripping the flesh of my throat. I kept running, the fatigue blazing across my bleeding, cut limbs.
I finally made it to the center of the once prosperous village. Now, it was nothing more than a nightmare. The huts, was a blaze, with the fields littered with dead workers. Their bodies twisted and contorted, with the flesh of their bodies charred to a dark hue of a red meaty steak. I ran from hut to hut, searching for any survivors. There were none, only the flesh ridden bodies of the villagers that once tended to my life threatening wounds.
Finally, I found the soul surivor, Kiro. His body was badly burnt, with the skin of his face nearly hanging onto the blacken bones of his jaw. I knelt next to him, "Kiro…. What has happened here?"
His eyes opened, they stared back at me, and the once brown eyes were now white, completely blind. His mouth opened, blood ran freely down his charred chin. His mouth moved, in silent words. His lips worked to from the syllables of what he wanted to say. Finally, he was able to speak in broken words, each time gasping for air, as if his lungs had been burned just like his body. "We…were…attacked!" His breath rasped. "It was…some sort….of monster!" His eyes rolled back into his head, and his body shook. Foam formed at the corners of his mouth, and the shaking stopped. His body now was still.
I stood up, and felt a dark presence behind me. I turned around, my eyes locked on the destroyer of my new home. It was a dragon, scales were dark, like that of the darkness ocean, it eyes were yellow, with golden horns sticking up from its narrow skull. Its teeth were yellow, and sharp. Its limbs were spidery, and it had the wings of a bat, thin and seemly small to its thin, and its sickly body was covered with bright yellow tattoos, swirling in a chaotic pattern depicting great battles of the darkness and the victims that it consumed.. Its eyes narrowed on me, its mouth moved forming words. It laughed as it spoke to me, its voice creaking and sounding like someone had shattered a glass window. "Heh…Its been a long time…..Fon Lu."
I faced the evil one….My heart pounding and my mind racing. My mind screamed at me…."I know this one! He is a dragon that was cast out of the spectral realm!" I smiled, coldly at the murder. "Yes….I know you…Dragon."
The evil one smiled back. His lips pulled back in a fierce grimace, he crossed his arms, and floated down to the earth. He spoke, and his voice rattled around in my brain, "I'm surprised you don't remember me." He floated over, and glared down at my small form. "Well…..That can be expected. You are a young dragon, and your powers are not fully….." He smiled at me. "Useful, are they?"
I pushed him away. The stench of this one was overpowering, his power in the darkness was incredible! For one to reek of the darkness this much, he would have to be thousands of years old!
I took a few steps back, and spoke back to the Dragon. "I don't remember you name….But you seem to be very familiar."
The dark Dragon hissed at me. "Shame…After we spent some much time together." His yellow eyes flashed, "I am the Dark Dragon….Also known as the Astral Dragon…" His smiled, and broke out into a cackling laugher. "I was your old master! Well….Not you, but your awakened form….The most powerful dragon ever! The Kinsin Dragon…The dragon of the Future!" He took at step forward, and grabbed me by the throat. His breath stunk of death and decay, but he lifted me into the air and then threw me roughly to the ground.
He screamed into my ear, "You are worthless to me now! Nothing more than trash, a weak dragon. No wonder your mother cast you out of the spectrum realm."
I lifted my head from the ground, my vision was blurry. Something about this dragon....His eyes, his face, his power. It was like looking into a forgotten past of myself. He laughed again, and vanished in a dark cloud. My vision faded, and soon I was deep in my own darkness……..
It was sometime before I looked back. Why I left that little paradise with Kiro, and his grandmother, I still don't know. But, I continued on, driven by some longing deep within. I was not far out of the village, just past the rice fields, and the workers who toiled in the hot, baking rays of the sun. Several of them waved to me, and smiled friendly like. But, being the god that I was, emotions were fleeting. I smiled a face smile, something that I had mastered since my birth on this god-forsaken cesspool.
I was not more than a half-hours journey from the rocky outskirts of the village, when a giant explosion and a dark cloud filled the sky above the raging inferno that once was the mortal's hiding place. The fire swept across the land, consuming all the huts, people, fields, animals. All was taken by the sever firestorm.
I stopped dead in my tracks. The head of the blast forced me to cringe, and blew my hair around like a devils' twister. "What…Could have done this type of destruction?" I stood my ground, and then raced back off towards the village. The screams and cries of the villagers could be heard above the cracking, and snapping of the fires. I burst though trees, bushes, and forced rocks and boulders out of my way. I kept up like this, feeling the my breath rise up ripping the flesh of my throat. I kept running, the fatigue blazing across my bleeding, cut limbs.
I finally made it to the center of the once prosperous village. Now, it was nothing more than a nightmare. The huts, was a blaze, with the fields littered with dead workers. Their bodies twisted and contorted, with the flesh of their bodies charred to a dark hue of a red meaty steak. I ran from hut to hut, searching for any survivors. There were none, only the flesh ridden bodies of the villagers that once tended to my life threatening wounds.
Finally, I found the soul surivor, Kiro. His body was badly burnt, with the skin of his face nearly hanging onto the blacken bones of his jaw. I knelt next to him, "Kiro…. What has happened here?"
His eyes opened, they stared back at me, and the once brown eyes were now white, completely blind. His mouth opened, blood ran freely down his charred chin. His mouth moved, in silent words. His lips worked to from the syllables of what he wanted to say. Finally, he was able to speak in broken words, each time gasping for air, as if his lungs had been burned just like his body. "We…were…attacked!" His breath rasped. "It was…some sort….of monster!" His eyes rolled back into his head, and his body shook. Foam formed at the corners of his mouth, and the shaking stopped. His body now was still.
I stood up, and felt a dark presence behind me. I turned around, my eyes locked on the destroyer of my new home. It was a dragon, scales were dark, like that of the darkness ocean, it eyes were yellow, with golden horns sticking up from its narrow skull. Its teeth were yellow, and sharp. Its limbs were spidery, and it had the wings of a bat, thin and seemly small to its thin, and its sickly body was covered with bright yellow tattoos, swirling in a chaotic pattern depicting great battles of the darkness and the victims that it consumed.. Its eyes narrowed on me, its mouth moved forming words. It laughed as it spoke to me, its voice creaking and sounding like someone had shattered a glass window. "Heh…Its been a long time…..Fon Lu."
I faced the evil one….My heart pounding and my mind racing. My mind screamed at me…."I know this one! He is a dragon that was cast out of the spectral realm!" I smiled, coldly at the murder. "Yes….I know you…Dragon."
The evil one smiled back. His lips pulled back in a fierce grimace, he crossed his arms, and floated down to the earth. He spoke, and his voice rattled around in my brain, "I'm surprised you don't remember me." He floated over, and glared down at my small form. "Well…..That can be expected. You are a young dragon, and your powers are not fully….." He smiled at me. "Useful, are they?"
I pushed him away. The stench of this one was overpowering, his power in the darkness was incredible! For one to reek of the darkness this much, he would have to be thousands of years old!
I took a few steps back, and spoke back to the Dragon. "I don't remember you name….But you seem to be very familiar."
The dark Dragon hissed at me. "Shame…After we spent some much time together." His yellow eyes flashed, "I am the Dark Dragon….Also known as the Astral Dragon…" His smiled, and broke out into a cackling laugher. "I was your old master! Well….Not you, but your awakened form….The most powerful dragon ever! The Kinsin Dragon…The dragon of the Future!" He took at step forward, and grabbed me by the throat. His breath stunk of death and decay, but he lifted me into the air and then threw me roughly to the ground.
He screamed into my ear, "You are worthless to me now! Nothing more than trash, a weak dragon. No wonder your mother cast you out of the spectrum realm."
I lifted my head from the ground, my vision was blurry. Something about this dragon....His eyes, his face, his power. It was like looking into a forgotten past of myself. He laughed again, and vanished in a dark cloud. My vision faded, and soon I was deep in my own darkness……..
