Prologue: Love birth all that's Evil

To the place where only the wise know better and everything is judged to be black or white, a place where you can never offer any other option or you would be taken like a threat. Treason to be different. A place where blind obedience is taken as respect and love since the boundary between them is blurry. A place where fear... Oh fear, the mother to all excuses and dumb decisions is a religion. A place where everyone is the same in ideology. Whatever you call it, it was hell to their ruler. Jika.

"No, no... please, my sun and moon... don't leave us alone. Can't we just run away together?" The wind heard a woman's pained voice in the birthing hut where she was hugging tightly onto her man beside their new born twins.

"Where can we even go from here?" Spoke her man in a low yet dispirited humble voice, one could even argue if he was the same fearless ruler who helps the habitats to learn and survive in their land and sea.

"What his mother used to narrate in their usual late evening stories became his reality, 'only someone with something to protect, can understand what it means to be helpless'. His hands were tied. It was either his death or his wife and the female infant and he could barely register the latter as an option.

"You're the man here! And I need you to make it okay for all of us...!" Screamed the woman in pain startling their babies who cried one after another which made the villagers alerted of their presence and beat the celebratory drums for a dance of a life. Hearing that, he knew he had so much as no time left with them.

"Rena... Rena, my beautiful sea. Let me do this before things gets ugly and the wise choose the inevitable. I can't fight Gods but, I can save you and her and don't forget how bad of a father you said I was going to be" Said Jika holding their baby boy who was the noisiest before he felt a slap on his cheek from his woman, She was in no mood for his jokes,  "You're weak!"

"I'm sorry that I can't do more for us... my brave goddess. You gave me two of me in one day by yourself"  Said Jika with a sad smile before rubbing his forehead to their little girl, "You're so beautiful and strong even when you love your people and life here in the village, you still gave me an option to flee and start with nothing... I was never a sun nor the moon in this bond but, you made it so. And I thank you for being mine and I, yours" Said Jika calmly before kissing his woman for the last time and let the child go before he stepped out of the hut where he was met with quite a joyful crowd.

"We heard the voice of joy!! Is the mother okay?" Asked his mother joyfully before standing up before her son which went unnoticed by the wiser who flogged her to remind her of her place. On her knees when speaking to men.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away... thank you my sun and moon" Said his mother, Kirri to the village wise but, what shocked the villagers was when their ruler went on his knees with her.

"What are you doing?" Questioned Kirri, flinching at his touch on her thighs. In their traditions, that's the highest respect a woman can be given in public.

"Mother, you gave birth to me and I didn't know how much that actually cost you until I saw Rena in there... I don't deserve you" Spoke Jika in a voice only she could hear making her all the more confused yet alarmed. They were in public.

"Is Rena dead, so_ My Ruler?" Asked Kirri hesitantly. She made sure to teach her everything she knew. Was their Gods that cruel?.

      "No, mother. I can't say much on her health because I'm ashamedly clueless but, she's in pain and tired. I leave them with you" Said Jika before rubbing their forehead together and that's when it clicked, "So, it's two on the same moon"

      Despite what anyone said about him growing up, his mother was the only strong person he ever aspire to be like even when she said again and again that she was weak because, she was his mother. She showed him how to be human and still leave under water.

      "The ruler has spoken!!" Spoke Kirri authoritatively, facing the crowd and everybody walked near to hear her. Consequences be damned, "Let's all rejoice for we find our heaven in a child. A God in human flesh!" Paused Kirri excusing the applause and screams of joy but, she wasn't done.

       "Spend this night, purifying your souls for tomorrow! You're all going to have a piece of the blessings from our ancestors. Let this day be the last of our hunger and diseases!" Said Kirri looking at the wise who was unfortunately her man, dead in the eye. A challenge he noticed.

       He, who made it a rule to purify a soul only when one is in their own huts was hand tied. They both knew what was going on inside her head but, one can't just break a rule that made many to die in just one night, can they?

       "And so we shall" Said the wise, Muso before clearing his throat to show his displeasure and walking to his hut followed by the villagers to theirs and then there were two.

       "Take your wife and kids and go far away from here! Any place is better" Said Kirri before holding her son's head in her palm, something she doesn't do every day.

        "This is home. You didn't raise me to be a runner, Mother" Said Jika firmly facing aside because, even the thought of it felt bitter.

       "And I also didn't raise you to see you in pain, my child" Said Kirri with an unguarded smile. It was her boy. The same one who after all those years never used his tittle nor gender on her.

        "I have a plan" He said melting into her. How he missed those times when he could just let her do the planning.

        "Then tell me, son" Urged Kirri eyeing him curiously and his answer didn't cease to amaze her once again,  "A God in a human flesh!"

       "What?" Asked Kirri sceptically but, still kept quiet until he spoke again. He may be the best leader the village has ever seen but, confidence was never his armour. She blamed herself on that one.

       "With that, we can replace the wise with him and rewrite the leadership, is it wrong?" Inquired Jika expectantly with his doe eyes full of hope reminding Kirri of him as a child which made her laugh heartily confusing Jika.

       "It's a stupid idea?" Asked Jika cocking his head sideways pitifully.

       "Not quite but, he's only a moon old, remember? And they came a pair..." Trailed off Kirri as she was organizing her thoughts before her world collapsed when she heard Jika,  "One boy, the other a girl" Clarified Jika with a satisfied sigh.

       "Gods!" That's all Kirri could ever manage to say monotonous before she shrieked at the top of her lungs when she saw a spear head on her son's chest before she looked at his shocked, confused, pained face.

      "Weak! You don't even read your surroundings!!" Said Muso disgusted before spitting on Jika's frozen body, "Bringing hell to_" Stopped Muso whe he saw his woman, like for the first time paying attention to her! She was scary.

       "Stop! And don't you ever_!" Started Kirri only to be interrupted by her son's gagging sounds,  "Mo_Mot_Mother... Sh... She... needs... Mot..." Jika was trying as hard as he could but, whatever was in his eyes his mother understood it and all that, "I'll take it from here, my child. You were amazing and I'm lucky to be chosen your mother"

        "I... I'm..." Tried once again before spitting blood all over himself and fell to his mother's embrace but, he could still smell his woman behind him. What a pathetic way to go. What a burden!!

        "Like it can ever happen that a person this sensitive and beautiful inside out to be weak... You feel and do too much. That's not something just anyone can pull off" Said Kirri gesturing for the stunned Rena to be seated beside her.

          "Look, your woman is here... The only one for you" Said Rena with a tight smile but, it was enough to make Jika die pathetically in peace.

           The only ruler in that zone to die so young and with only one woman even after ten rainfall seasons together.