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A young man seeks out his true destiny while protecting those who are important in his life and tirelessly fighting to uncover his thru purpose and waging war among hordes of creatures sent by eight malefic but powerful Elysian god's who were banished into the void because of their rebellion against the multi-world singular ruler and Creator, as they continue to inflict chaos in countless other worlds to clash among each other as wave destruction and death for their own amusement.

The Scion

the moon slowly  rises over the forsaken land once again, shadows from towering trees covering most of the area  like a misty blanket, Sharn was having a difficult time sleeping, as the night was restless as many  of her tribe members and some were reflecting on the things they have said, as the chief assured them he holds no malicious intent to anybody in their tribe,


one Orc shared a moment when they were fighting to survive the Mountain troll's onslaught, he saw Ramiel true expression was honest and true while he was fighting to defend his wife and eldest son, the young man never hesitated in healing while making sure he protect his safety, he was calculating and smart, these things should be highly regarded as good qualities of an individual,


"Master Ramiel admitted that there is a chance he might be the  cause, but remember this is just a construct  of a responsible mind,"


"he doesn't need to feel guilty toward lesser beings like us, the fact he is a member of the Demiurgos."


"if the chief is correct, the young master is the Queen's son."


"as  your Chief, I would ask you as tribe elders to accept the young master's resolve on this matter, I know this because just saying those words doesn't mean anything to people like him,"


"sharn have you used clairvoyance on the young prince?"


"and based on his stories, did you see any deceit in his words?"


"just one grandfather! when withheld information about the identity of his mother. besides that, he was truthful,"


The Half-Human Orc Sharn casually looks at Ramiels location as she openly shares her findings with the elders, meanwhile, Ramiel was meditating and clearing his mind and recalling all things that were stored from the teaching he gained, he was bookworm by heart and scouring page after page in his vast psyche until a spark of realization came to him, and that was to use knowledge from the human world and adapt it here.


the night was long and the wind was harsh and cold, as the fire from the Orc camp warmed them, Ramiel could only get the same warmth from his new companion, but it was not enough they both would shiver the moment as the strong freezing wind would pass them,


Sharn took a few fire ambers and went to Ramiels spot and started a small bonfire, Sharn was about to return when she saw her tribe members were also going to see him carrying blankets and other items to keep him warm, and his shivering body finally stops, as the tribe opened their hearts to the young man who they knew was their prince.


" come let us go back to our camp, let the prince sleep!"


"son I want you to hide my staff and tomorrow we shall face the prince as an ordinary warrior and bury the information of his lineage from our mind, mouth and tongue."


as the Orc returned to their respective tents the Chief Orc asked Sharn to leave him be, for he will bless the young prince while in his sleep, she went on her way and returned to her families tent, when the Chief was sure that he was the only one in the vicinity, he spoke old forgotten rune invocation to bless and guide the prince's noble task in life, suddenly the Dire wolf cub poke out its head from the blankets and stare at the Orc Chief,


"I kneel to you oh majestic one! your secret will never shed light, for a will bind my life to this solemn oath."


Chapter 48