Chapter 2-Aduro Phasmatis
Kuzoa was in the streets of Prontera by nightfall. Nothing much. Merchants were now packing up their goods, karaoke-singers' bad voices could be heard a mile away, people entering the bars, usually full of rogues. Of course, he could enjoy this night better if he wasn't possessed. This demon meant business. After all, he WAS the devil itself. What he wanted, incarnation into this world, was to be done. Immediately.
As he walked ahead, something caught his attention. A professor, never letting go of his glare on him. Kuzoa couldn't stand his glare, so he ignored it.
By now, they were in the heart of the city, by the fountain area, with the statue of Odin and Sleipner. He looked to the left, and saw the professor once again. This guy was obviously following him, and his first idea was to kill him on the spot. Of course, with all these people watching, chaos would ensue. Besides, his look gave Kuzoa the impression that he was a very skilled Magi indeed.
He walked over to the gates of Prontera, so that he could get into Mt. Mjolnir, which was only 15 minutes away. The professor was now in front of them, planning to block their path. Of course, Kuzoa wasn't the type of guy who would stop just because someone was in his way.
He walked pass the professor, but he held out his arm, blocking his path.
"Stop."
"What IS your problem?"
With a snap of his fingers, Kuzoa fell to the floor, feeling excruciating mental pain. He held his head with both hands, hoping the pain would subside. It did. But not because of his hands. Because the professor wished it to stop.
"What did you just do? I barely know you!" Kuzoa shouted.
"Come with me."
The professor grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dark alley.
"I am par of the Aduro Phasmatis, guardian of the hidden Apocrypha of Suq' Ata. Have you read the book?"
"Yes."
"Did you read the page hidden inside the pocket of the book at the back?"
"No."
"Then we still have hope."
"W-why can I control my movements now? Is that bastard gone?"
"No. The demon is still within you. I merely put it in a deep slumber. It will awaken once again in 2 months, with even more power, and will be more than able to get out of your body into this world."
Kuzoa stood silent out of shock.
"Come with me, I must present you to the high council."
"Why?"
"By the way. Please listen. We must bring you to the sacred place known as Suq' Ata, in the east. We, the Aduro Phasmatis, have kept its location secret for 500 years."
Kuzoa kept silent. Confusion filling his head.
"Suq' Ata lies in the east, where the sun rises, where new beginnings arise. The city of the dawn. While Fal Dara, the city your "friend" there wants to go, is in the west, where everything ends. The city of the dusk, the exact location where the skirmish of the angel and the devil was held 500 years ago."
"But he said Fal Dara was in the north."
"His brain still thinks he is in the time of chaos, 500 years ago. Fal Dara is a floating city, which literally travels the globe. Through the ages, it has wound up in the western parts of Midgard. Now, come with me!"
He grabbed Kuzoa's hand once more. He pulled it back, refusing to go with him.
"One last thing."
"Hm?"
"How do you know all this? Were you there at the time of chaos?"
"Don't be silly! That's physically impossible!"
The Capital of the republic of Schwartzvald, Juno
Juno was larger than Kuzoa had imagined. The walls and even the floors were filled with ancient writings. A magical force suspended the city's three islands floating in the air. The streets were filled with Magus, studying the elements, dreaming to become sages. Professors just like the one Kuzoa was with roamed about too. He noticed that Juno had no street lights. Instead, magical formations exploded with light every now and then. It was a city powered by magic. No electricity or anything related to that.
On nights like this one, the moon was really bright….almost as if it were the sun.
The professor lead Kuzoa to one of the buildings in the north western corner of the city, which he called: Sage castle
"By the way, what IS your name?" Kuzoa asked as he followed the professor
"It's Decipher! Now keep quiet!"
He went to the center of the place and bowed down. Kuzoa could now see the place was surrounded by sages and wizards who looked very intellectual.
"Bow down." Decipher said without even opening his mouth, so that the council would not see him.
Kuzoa did as he was told.
"Decipher…..could you please explain to us exactly…..WHAT you have brought here before the high council."
"This….is Kuzoa, the silent storm. A legendary killer. The devil now lies within him, as a result of him reading the apocrypha."
"YOU have read the apocrypha?" one of the elders shouted.
"Yes. I stumbled upon it while I engaged in a battle with a rogue."
"Did you read the hidden page?"
"No."
"Then you only have……"
"……..2 months. I know. I know." Kuzoa continued his statement.
"Go to the city of Suq' Ata in the east. There, you must overcome the darkness within you, and awaken Thanatos, who will fight against Ahm Shere…as before, with one slight change. You must make sure Thanatos will win, and the only way to do that is..perform the rite before 2 months…..or Ahm Shere will awaken without the incantation, granting him new powers, on top of the powers he will receive as a result of using soul burn on him."
"yessir."
"Decipher will go with you."
"WHAT?" they said in unison
"I barely even know this guy!" Decipher replied.
"My will be done! Go now! Time is running!"
