Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

Chapter 1
The World

     I am Kleist von Aretha Göttlich, I am a Warlock that wields the Book of Olds, this contain the spell of ancient religion, it was said that the Old Religion has the ability to speak with gods and goddesses, and that they were blessed with the Book of Creation which later known as the Book of Olds, this hold the secret of the world and how humans were created from dust, this also comprises the magic on creating calamity and how to end the world, this book enclose the secret about the Underworld and the creatures in it. Second is the Necronomicon, a book pass down from every generation in my family, this is the book of Evil created by my ancestor, the founder of our Clan, the book holds the seal and summoning spell of the monsters in Netherworld, also contain the magic to call for the army of the undead, the book can create plagues and disaster that can harm humanity. And lastly my own Grimoire, I dedicated my life in creating the book, it possess the magic to create things from the Six Elements, Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Light and Shadow, thus it can create monster by sacrificing a living being, such as Plants, Animals and Humans, furthermore my Grimoire is the descendant of the Necronomicon, however this comprises a lot of other magic like healing and purifying which can help in eliminating dark aura from a human or mutated beings.

      I have been living for 600 years already, I am Immortal?? maybe but I think it is my cell regeneration that makes me young, unlike others that can grow old, I stop aging when I reach 18 the day of my birth. I can die, but as long my heart can beat, it will regenerate my tissues until I heal, that is why normal people thought I am immortal and that I am one of the people from the Old Religion. 

      I live long enough that I saw the never ending war of every Kingdoms for territories, how realms fell and built. I help the court in choosing the new King, guiding their children to become a good successor. Yet I grew tired of watching, I grew tired looking as they become old and I on the other hand remain young. At the age of 88 I became a sage in the North with the title of "Index Angelus" it means that I hold all the knowledge about this world. But as I said, I became tired and decided to isolate myself inside the Mountain if Orcas, inside is a dungeon I made for myself, that is the place where I put all my collection of books, manuscripts and scribes of different scholars and writers. Still, due to my selfishness, if you can call it that way, my action was a bad impression to the King and told the sages of East, West and South to seal me inside the cave. They obliged for the King is their Lord and a word coming from him is a word of god. 

     Using the massive magic, they sealed me and conceals the passage going inside the dungeon, they even made a lot of monsters to scare every human that may try to remove the seal. I on the other hand accepted my fate and dedicated my life in reading. Years pass and I do not know what's happening outside, nevertheless, I can feel that the seal grow weaker and weaker as the days pass after a hundred year. I stayed inside the cave for 512 years not until yesterday when the magic broke like a mirror shattering after it falls on the ground. 

      My Grimoire was left outside in my tower, its language was written in the language used by this realm, it tends to minimize the effect, however if you know how to use other languages and can translate what was written inside my book then its effect will be doubled, the complexity of the language the powerful my spell can be. That is why you need to be literate in different language for massive power. I grab my cloak and wear as I take my scepter. Its not that I am weak, Scepters and Staffs are created for two purpose, first is to enhance and maximize the weak magic that a magician casts and second is to limit the power a warlock can do. And I am having this sceptre because I am powerful enough to annihilate an entire nation.

      "Teleport" I utter and a portal open, a combination of black and white rolling like a wheel in front of me. I cannot use my magic back then, that is why I can't break the seal. I made the dungeon for this purpose, only I can use magic, but because of the seal, I cannot use mine as well. I walk inside the portal and like drowning yourself in the water, you can hardly breathe inside. There is nothing but darkness, no light all over, like you are inside the darkest cave that you can't even see your own hands nor feel like you are a soul with no physical form. A light suddenly burst as I see the environment outside the Mountain of Orcas, the forest have tall trees reaching the sky. The wind blows and trees are dancing like they are worshipping someone, the animals are running and hopping like children playing tags, the birds are chirping, like an orchestra singing a beautiful song that can calm your heart and like a lullaby that can make you fall asleep.

     I snap my fingers and the earth rumble like an earthquake, then I look behind and smoke came out from the door of the dungeon, no one must know that place exist and I intend to destroy it before I leave this forest. Casting a spell from the Necronomicon, I summon undead and let them roam around the forest, not just that. I also created golems with the use of the Earth and mutated some trees to become a ferocious beast that will devour any humans and animals, no exception. Without looking back to my masterpieces, I walk away and left the Mountain of Orcas.

     I don't want to go back in Northern tower, I need someplace where I can live normally without nuisance from the empire. I also need some information, I secluded myself for 500 years and also I need to give back the favor that the sages gave me! I'll give them gifts once I see them. Reaching the outermost part of the forest, it reveals the vast plains with soils use for planting, not far from it, is a village. I take my leave and walk towards the thorp, as I pass the land, it seems that they are having a hard time nourishing their soils and that the land is already dry and not suitable for planting. There's a river not far from the lands, why didn't they use it to water their plants. They can make an irrigation and that will help them a lot. 

      Passing the wooden gate, I don't see any people around like this place is haunted by ghosts. I pass the houses and they are closing the windows afraid to make contact. "Ouch!!" I grumble as somebody throws a rock behind me, "Leave this place you thief" huh? thief?? who?? me?? hahah! I want to throe this thug, I'll throw him mid air and shove him like spinning a wheel. He take another stone and I use magic to save myself from another rock, the little man's eyes widen as he saw me inside a barrier, "A magician", I shake my head and said "Don't compare me with those people that can only cast few spell… I am a Warlock " I proudly said to him, it was then I saw an old man walking slowly as he try to reach the boy, he use his cane to hit the boy on his head, not as strong as that thug did to me.

     "Who might you be?" I look down at the old man and said "I am Kleist von Aretha Göttlich, I just happen to see this village and come to pay a visit before I travel to another place" I utter, "But it seems that outsiders are not welcome" I added making a sad expression, "No… no... no… You are certainly welcome, its just that this village is being threaten by bandits that use to come here everyday and take our golds and crops" Hmm… so that is the reason for his arrogance, I smile and clap my hands once and said "Okay… I'll stay here and scare those thugs away from this place, in one condition" the old man look at me with a faith on his face that I can save them "I need food… I'm not eating for days" I said, well in fact I was not able to eat for years, or should I say 512 years.

       The old man lead me to his small wooden house, he let me in and sit on one of his chair. Inside is his wife and two other children, I smile and waited till he give me some food. A bread and a porridge, with a cup of water. "Thank you!" I said and begin to eat, "Sir…" I cut him down as I say "Call me Kleist, Sir is way too formal, I am not a noble person" I utter. "So uh!! Kleist where have you been?" looking at him as I stuff my mouth with bread, "I am from the forest beside Mount Orcas, I've been there for my entire life and just decided to go out to know about the world" I lied, and I never thought they would believe such lies "A person dedicate his life for his studies" he said "I am Condor the village elder" he introduce, he also tell me his wife's name and the children inside. The parents of this young ones died when the bandits raid the village two weeks ago. "They won't leave you alone I think" I mutter, then Condor nods. 

      After eating, I told him that I will guard the village and will never leave not unless the whole place is safe from the bandits. Bandits?? Bandits?? Do bandits change its tactic?? I know that they do steal but to think that they do it everyday, what can they gain?? when nothing's left. The sun is settling down as the night begin to take over, the stars began to shine and glitter above, the wind pushes the clouds until it goes beyond the eyes can see. The mighty sun is already at the back of the mountain when I hear footsteps, no... Horse footsteps. "They're here…" I look at the village elder and tell him to make a huge bonfire at the center to lighten the whole place.

       I grab my sceptre from my back and casts a spell of invisibility. I need to see what they after before I can move. "Condor…" the old man turn around but he cannot see me "I'm currently cloaked, I need to confirm what they want… All I need you to do is go with the flow… tell the others about this… I won't let them harm you nor take anything from your goods" I said, he just nod and relay my message to every villagers. Not long after when a group of people arrive, they are wearing an armor with a crest of a demon on their chest, I think I saw that insignia before?? Hmm!! 

      "Now now, village of Carnegie, it looks like the village has been perished and no one came to help you from your empire" said the man. Now I know… Fujin Theocracy, a kingdom from the southern part of the continent, worshipping Fujin as their god and the government is run by friars, they are good in scaring their people and I think they also use forbidden spells to summon demons. This village of Carnegie, if I am not mistaken is part of the Kingdom of Eastvandale though they are already near the borderline between the said kingdoms. "Now give us your goods or we will take every women of this place" I lifted my finger and summon the wind to become violent. All of them fly away and fall on the land use for planting, "Who's the magician" he blather, "Ange de la mort" I summon the Grim Reaper in foreign language which means its power will be doubled, the speed and ability. The shadow form a scythe and the earth give birth to a flying black robe, red eyes glow and laugh with evilness echoed all over the place. "What is that??" said the man. Before I set the monster to fight, I created a huge barrier in the whole part of the village before I remove my cloak. "I'll take it from here" I utter and walk out the village. 

      "It seems that you are not an ordinary bandits, but people from Fujin Theocracy" I mutter, the Grim Reaper fly above and laugh like a kid that is having fun, not with games but he is having fun for killing people. "Who are you?" I look at him from head to toe, you're not worth my name, I thought and snap my finger, his head twist and fall off to the ground, they all scream in horror. "Tell me why are you attacking this village?" I ask politely, "Poison ray" someone shouted and a purple light hit my arm, a poison spell?? but please, chanting the spell may leave the enemy to counter it as fast as it could be. 

      "Really?? Fujin Theocracy use to chant spell?? how??" I utter "People of Fujin Theocracy way back years don't chant, they clap, but it seems that you were not taught any of this" I said, they all look at me like I knew everything, "I was once in the Fujin theocracy, watching as they fulfill the word of god by nourishing their realm and protecting its people" I mutter. "Hounds from hell, hear my words for I am Blin" then a hexagram appear in front of him. "Cancel" I utter and the spell break, he repeat the same spell but I always say Cancel to revoke his spell from finishing. "Foolishness of a human cannot be measured… Using my own magic against me is laughable" I announce their eyes widen "I am Kleist von Aretha Göttlich, decree that my magic will never be present to all of you" I said and a huge Pentagram show itself on the ground, reaching until the river few meters away! A huge light is cast and they all loose their magic, glittering dust comes out from their body, the trails of light vanish like a phantom that hides from the eyes of every human.

      They fall on their knees, their strength temporarily gone but their magic will be for eternity, my Grimoire was written with privileges. First is the foreign language to maximize the effectiveness of my magic and second is a total annihilation of magic. I am the only person that can nullify a magic and even not allowing them to manifest magic once more. They can force themselves but to the point that they can loose their life. I am a sadist when it comes to magic, I want to become powerful that no one can level me. I look down upon them and command the Grim Reaper to slay them all, some escapes but there are five of them that are cut down in pieces. When I secure that they are all gone, I renege the spell and it disappear in front of me like a bubble that pop because of too much heat. 

      Gathering my senses, I return to the village and I told them about what happen, excluding the destruction of the magic. I will not tell them that I have such power for they'll grow terrified. Confirming that no threat left, I casted a spell to generate golems to become their guards that will secure their safety from bandits.

      Fujin Theocracy, I think a war will begin because of this people! Who might be responsible for stealing my Grimoire from my tower in the North and falling to the South!! That is too far. Thankfully I never told anyone about the secret of my magic, it'll cause a havoc if they discover what's behind it. Condor gives me a place to stay for the night, tomorrow before the sun could smile to this land, I'll be leaving first because I have a long way before I can go to my tower. Asking for a plume and ink and a scroll, I want to administer something to give back the life in this village and so, they can start their life once more. My Golems were created with the elements of earth, putting the seed under the village chief's house, the golems will respawn as soon as a monster dies. I created 20 golems in total. 

      Before I sleep, I write the process of making and irrigation and creating fertilizer through animal manure, I also write about making a black powder using the guano of bats living in caves! also I write something about compression to make bombs that will be used in defending their village. I roll the scroll and fall asleep! I can't condone myself to wake, the night is already deep and everyone in this place are drown on their own dreams and fantasies.
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      The rooster protest to wake up the people before the sun could show itself, but no one dares to open their eyes and feed the animals, I open my eyes and set myself to leave. Without saying my goodbyes, I walk out the hut and to the village gate on the northern part. I exited to the other passage of the thorp and escape before I can hear another thanks from them. My ears burn with their nonstop gratitude.
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End of Chapter 1