Tyrant King

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The light flashed before Damark's eyes, which seems like the black eye ball was actually turning white with the time passing.

Slowly, Damark started getting his consciousness back, and he saw that he was actually in a space which was white from the every corner of his vision. He tried to move his body but it was not moving, as if he didn't have control over it.

*FLASH*

The white light became more shiny and Damark closed his eyes.... When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was drifted to a completely new location which he had never seen. He tried to move his body, but noticed that the body was moving on its own.

"Is this someone else's body, and is this his memories?"

The scenary was set in location which was near a deserted area. There were medieval houses made up of purely wood with stone chimney at their top. Rooftop made up of wooden plants, it seemed as if the area had an abundance of wooden supplies. The ground was a little bit reddish in colour, like the soil can be literally called red soil. Dust was flowing everywhere and it was a windy day. Damark wanted to look around more but it seemed as if his was just witnessing the incident with his eyes.

The body went to a house and shouted, "Mom!? Is the food ready? I am hungry" he said with a grim face. Damark felt as if the mouth made a saddened expression on its own. Suddenly, a middle aged lady wearing a white appron and bun hairstyle emerged from the side of the room. She was not very fat but also not very thin, but the clothes she wore behind the appron were rather torn and old. She replied, "Yes Arvin, it will be ready in just a moment, sit down till then."

"It's seems the boy in the story this time is named Arvin" Damark thought.

The body moved again on its own and the boy sat down on the nearby chair. Only now did Damark look around the house to see how was the condition. The house gave a vibe of an old house with wooden scraps coming out from here and there. There was dust all around and they didn't have much furniture, it was only some chairs that covered the area in the house. Suddenly, the same lady came out of the room with a plate in her hand. She offered it to Arvin and said, "Eat well my little boy! Today you have to go with your father to the Imperial Palace to give the tailored clothes and also in case your father forgets tell him to pay the taxes."

Arvin looked over to his mother and said, "Yes mom! But why are we paying the tax when we are making so many good clothes for the king? Shouldn't it be opposite?"

The lady replied, "Don't bother about it, the King is a tyrant many people have revolted against him but every single mouth that revolted has been cut along with their heads."

A fear rolled over the body and the boy replied, "Mom! I will become strong one day and replace the King!"

The lady smiled, "Yes yes, but first you should eat well"

She continued, "Your birthday is coming soon! And you will be 10 years then! We will give you something good!"

Just as the sentence entered the boy's ears, the lady started fading into small tiny particles like a dust when fades when is hit by wind.

Damark's vision became blurry and the scene suddenly changed. He was now inside the Palace helping his father to offer the clothes to a guard.

His father shouted, "You should at least pay reasonable amount of money for us to pay you back!!!"

The money which the king paid for the clothes were less than the actual market value. The guard's face twisted and he lifted his spear to hit Arvin's father in the abdomen. He shouted, "Don't provoke the king! Or else your head will be the next thing to fall!"

Arvin's father gritted and left the scene. The boy said to him, "Father.. mom had told me to remind you of the taxes" he said it in a polite manner so that his already hurted mindset doesn't suffer much.

His father replied, "Oh Lord! You are right I almost forgot! I should thank Margret after I reach back home. But this king is asking us too much money! I never thought that he would pay so less for the exquisite work that I performed on his clothes!"

He was irritated but quickly managed to calm down his anger. He looked at Arvin and said, "You can go home, I will come back later .." he said with a smile on his wry face.

Arvin understood and left .

Damark was watching everything through the eyes of Arvin and thought, "So I am 9 years old right now and the story is actually about a king... The kingdom seems to be facing its downfall right now. Well I should carry on looking for information."

Arvin changed his direction and started walking on the other road, he was jumping and walking like a small kid.

He wanted to play now, so he went to his the field where his friends were already playing.

When he saw them, he started running and waved at them, "Heyy! You all are so mean! Starting without me!"

He reached near his friends, there were a total of 7 kids here. One of the kid replied, "We thought that you won't be coming today"

Arvin replied, "Alex, how could you preassume so much! There has not been a single day where I didn't come."

All the other kids started laughing and they went to the field to start their game.

Just like every kids desire, it was a war game. The 7 kids were divided into two groups, there will be a single versus single battle to decide the leader of each group. The person who won the most battle could only choose 2 people as he was already strong and the second person to defeat the most can choose three people, as a result equating them. Damark found it really amusing that these kids had come up with this sort of idea. But later did he found out that it was actual the idea of Arvin. He was impressed by this character.

All of them stood in a straight line about to run a race. It was said that whosoever were the first would have the first battle with the last, second with last second and so on.

Arvin ended up being first, it seemed as if he was physically pretty strong. Alex said, "Arvin! You really are very fit! I believe you can easily become the knight of the Empire!"

Arvin shook his head and replied, "I could be but I don't want to work under this Tyrant King, I will become the King itself"

Alex said nothing and only showed a mixed expression.

The 1v1 battle began, Arvin's opponent was a dark complexion boy with thin body, he didn't seemed much strong but he ended up being last which meant that he had less endurance to keep up the speed till the end.

The boy's name was Rudan. He was famous for his mischievous activities as he was very cunny.

Both of them stood infront of them inside a circle which was drawn to define a boundary for considering win and loss.

They had prepared a sword made up of wood, it was not very refined but it was still applaudable. Both of them grabbed the sword and looked at each other. Then, both of them kneeled down holding the sword and hit the sword into the ground and looked at the ground. They both shouted, "WE BOTH WILL FIGHT WITH OUR PRIDE ON LINE". One of their friend was acting as a referee and he shouted, "YOU CAN STAND UP!!"

They both stood up and looked as if they were in a real life and death battle. No blink only stare. Suddenly the friend as referee shouted, "BEGIN!"

Just as the sound wave moved out of the mouth of the referee they moved towards each other as if two big waves of ocean had collided. Damark was taken aback as he was feeling his body moving with the speed that he had never seen.

*TAK*

Both the wooden swords collided and held onto each other. Arvin threw another attack at Rudan from the opposite side, it was a strong strike but Rudan tried to block it, being thin he was thrown two steps back. Seeing this Arvin didn't stop and attacked at him more ferociously and didn't stop striking. Rudan tried to block many attack but the top of the sword always hitted him causing the pain to slowly build up over time. Suddenly, Arvin stroke in the middle of the gap between his hand and sword. Rudan couldn't endure more and he was directly hit into his chest, he fell out of the ring and lost the battle securing Arvin one point. Everyone was shocked that Rudan was able to held back so much, they knew that Arvin was very much skilled in swords so his victory was confirmed.

Alex said to Rudan, "Seems like you have improved a lot."

Rudan scratching his head replied, "Yeah, I practiced a lot from the last time."

Everyone smiled and the battles continued.

Slowly the end came close with Arvin having the most point and person being third in the race being second after him. Now, it was the final deciding match between Arvin and the person being third.

Everyone was anticipating a lot from this match as this was a match between two skilled kids.

Arvin was standing infront of him. The other person had pretty good body, he was looking strong. He had black hair and had fair complexion. He was Mark known for his strength in the entire village as a kid.

Arvin was staring him down like a eagle stares its prey. They followed the ritual and referee announced

"BEGIN!"

*BOOM*

Both the wooden swords stroked each other as if they were made up of stone. They were striking each other without stopping, first a vertical strike slanted left then right with a counter incoming. Horizontal strike from the right with acute sharpness. Mark was in defence up until now. Suddenly, he left his sword in air and grabbed it again with other position, now... He was in.. Offence..

*TAK*

Arvin didn't stop but as soon as Mark changed to offence, his strikes felt as if he was using a sword made up of concrete, it was becoming harder and harder with each strike to counter him. Now Arvin was constantly being hit into his arms, he gritted and decided to give it his all. His speed increased and he forgot that he was in a battle, every attack from Mark was not countered with pure instinct, and Mark was constantly now hit from between the gaps. The tables were turned and Mark started losing balance, Arvin ducked down pulling up an unexpected move and hitted Mark in between the joints of his knee. Mark shouted and fell down, suddenly the sword stopped just an inches away from his neck. He yelled, "I concede!"

Everyone were staring without blinking for even a second. They started celebrating and clapping. They had only seen such battles between knights.

Arvin offered a hand to Mark and said, "You fought well!". Mark grabbed his hand and said, "You are incredible my friend! You will definitely become one of the strongest"

Arvin smiled and didn't say anything.

The finally team battle continued and all of them ceased their play.

At last Arvin's team ended up winning.

He was returning home with Alex. He said, "Today my father was hit by the guard because he berated him! I am sure that this king is very bad!"

He was shouting at the top of his lungs.

Suddenly, the same guard heard Arvin bad mouthing about him!

He widened his eye and caught Arvin by his collar. Looking at him with furious eyes, he said, "You think you are someone to bad mouth about me!!"

Arvin was caught off guard and he didn't expect the same guard to listen to him.