chapter 13: THE REASON AND Truth (part 1)
For the next 17 moons, the 5 warriors and 15 young men ran around the open area, their feet pounding the earth in a relentless rhythm. Demos, meanwhile, crafted wooden swords and spears, his hands moving deftly as he shaped the wood into deadly instruments.
As the moons passed, Demos began to teach the 5 warriors - Gorthok, Thane, Ryker, Maverick, and Kael - the art of hand-to-hand combat. They gathered around him, their eyes intent as they learned the intricacies of combat.
"Use your opponent's strength against them," Demos instructed, demonstrating a series of throws and takedowns. "A true warrior uses his mind as much as his body."
Gorthok, a towering giant of a man, proved to be a quick learner, his massive fists crushing any opponent who dared to step into the circle. Thane, on the other hand, relied on his speed and agility, dodging and weaving around his opponents with ease.
Ryker, Maverick, and Kael each brought their own unique style to the combat training, their movements fluid and deadly as they practiced the techniques Demos taught them.
As the young men ran around the open area, Demos would occasionally join them, his wooden sword slicing through the air with a menacing whoosh, striking true with a bone-jarring crack. The sound of laughter and clashing wood filled the air, echoing across the landscape.
The 15 young men, who had started as inexperienced tribesmen, were slowly transforming into skilled fighters, their bodies honed from the relentless training. Demos watched them with pride, knowing that they would soon be ready to face whatever
challenges lay ahead...
As he sat under a tree he pulled up the system interface
Name:* Demos S.Sparta
*Age:* 15
*Level:* 2
*Health:* 100/100
*Strength:* 27
*Agility:* 27
*Intelligence:* 30
*Ability:* ( warrior's heart)
(Info)$#$$¥₩$##¥¥¥
(#_#$#) sealed (#$$#$$) sealed
*Unique ability:*
Five colored Lightning( first color blue)
Ice age: sealed
*Language Pack Installed:
Azuran Language*
*Skill: Hand-to-Hand Combat (Level 1)*
( Mission:(RENAME THE TRIBE)
Reward ( the location of the next race)(complete)
(TASK ) training 15 young warriors to become a true warrior, teaching 5 true warriors the art of hand-to-hand combat):(Reward weapon master) info, the understanding of any and every weapon in the wielder hand and the ability to use the weapon as it is part of the wielder body )
Demos' eyes gleamed with excitement as he gazed at the system interface. He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that he had been entrusted with the task of training 15 young warriors and teaching 5 true warriors the art of hand-to-hand combat.
He called out to the 5 warriors, his voice ringing across the training grounds. "Thane, Ryker, Maverick, Gorthok, and Kael! Gather around!"
The 5 warriors strode towards Demos, their faces set with determination. Demos grinned, feeling a sense of camaraderie with his fellow warriors.
Demos speaking:"Today, we take our training to the next level,"
Demos announced, his eyes burning with intensity.
Demos speaking:"We will push ourselves to the limit, and beyond. Are you ready?"
The 5 warriors nodded, their faces set with resolve. Demos nodded, a fierce glint in his eye.
"Then let us begin!"
For the next 20 moons, Demos taught the 5 warriors - Thane, Ryker, Maverick, Gorthok, and Kael - advanced hand-to-hand combat techniques.
He instructed Thane in the "Kratos' Strike," a powerful and devastating blow. Ryker learned the "Aether's Dance," a swift and agile technique that allowed him to dodge and weave around his opponents.
Maverick mastered the "Vortex's Pull," a powerful grappling technique that allowed him to pull his opponents into a vulnerable position. Gorthok learned the "Terra's Fury," a fierce and intense technique that utilized his massive strength to overpower his opponents.
Kael perfected the "Nova's Burst," a swift and explosive technique that allowed him to unleash a rapid flurry of strikes. Demos watched his warriors grow and improve, their skills sharpening with each passing moon...
As Demos trained the 5 warriors, he also kept a close eye on the other 15 young warriors. He noticed significant improvements in their strength and agility, thanks to their rigorous training regimen.
Demos watched as the 15 young warriors practiced their hand-to-hand combat techniques, their movements becoming more fluid and confident with each passing day. He saw how they were learning to work together, supporting each other's strengths and weaknesses.
To further their training, Demos decided to pair the 15 young warriors with the 5 experienced warriors. He had them practice a technique called "Chaining," where they would link their hand-to-hand combat moves together in a seamless flow.
Thane, Ryker, Maverick, Gorthok, and Kael worked alongside the 15 young warriors, guiding them through the Chaining technique. Demos watched as they practiced, their movements becoming more synchronized and effective.
"Remember, the key to Chaining is to anticipate your opponent's movements and react accordingly," Demos instructed. "Work together, support each other, and you will become unstoppable."
The young warriors nodded, their faces set with determination. They continued to practice, their skills improving with each passing moment. Demos watched, a sense of pride and satisfaction growing within him...
many moons pass but demos was growing unease thinking about the tall people and if there were any other powerful race in the forest so he called for Akira because she is the most knowledgeable elder in the tribe meanwhile demos was waiting pulled up the system interface to see his last Reward for renamed the tribe
Name:* Demos S.Sparta
*Age:* 15
*Level:* 2
*Health:* 100/100
*Strength:* 27
*Agility:* 27
*Intelligence:* 30
*Ability:* ( warrior's heart)
(Info)$#$$¥₩$##¥¥¥
(#_#$#) sealed (#$$#$$) sealed
*Unique ability:*
Five colored Lightning( first color blue)
Ice age: sealed
*Language Pack Installed:
Azuran Language*
*Skill: Hand-to-Hand Combat (Level 1)*
*Weapon master (Level 1)*
( Mission:(RENAME THE TRIBE) complete
Reward ( the location of the next race)
Location(to the north,of the forest of blood vines)
Demos waited patiently for Akira, his eyes scanning the system interface. He had renamed the tribe and received the location of the next race, which was in the Forest of Blood Vines.
As he waited, Demos' mind wandered back to the tall people and the potential dangers that lay within the forest. He knew that he had to be prepared, and that's why he had called for Akira.
Akira arrived, her face lined with age and wisdom. "Demos, what is it that you seek?" she asked, her voice low and soothing.
"I need to know more about were this Forest is and where is the forest of Blood Vine," Demos said, his eyes locked on Akira's. "What dangers lie within? Are there other powerful races that we should be aware of?"
Akira's eyes seemed to cloud over, as if memories of the Forest of Blood Vines were rising to the surface. "The Forest of Blood Vines it is to the northern, its a place of dark legend," she began. "It is said that the forest is home to the Shadowborn, a race of beings with skin as black as coal and eyes that glow like embers," But now they have all died.
Demos leaned in, his ears eager to hear
more.
"Who killed them"? What about the tall people?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Akira's expression turned grave. ,The long ears queen and her people", "The tall people are known as the Giants," she said. "They are an ancient and powerful race, with strength that are beyond our understanding."
Demos' eyes widened, his mind racing with the implications. "What about the other races?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.
Akira nodded, her voice taking on a storytelling quality. "To the east lies the Orc clan, a sturdy and proud people who live in the rugged hills of the Black Mountains. To the west lies the Goblin tribe, a cunning and resourceful people who dwell in the dark caverns of the Iron Depths."
Demos' eyes sparkled with excitement, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew that he had to explore this vast and wondrous forest, to discover the secrets and wonders that lay hidden within...
Akira continued, "To the north lies the Long Ears, a tribe led by a powerful queen and predominantly composed of women. They dwell in the blood vine forests, after they killing every single one of the Shadowborn ".
Demos' eyes narrowed, his mind racing with thoughts of the Long Ears and their place in the world. He knew that he had to learn more about them, and the secrets they held...
"And what about the Elves?" Demos asked, his voice filled with curiosity.
Akira's expression turned thoughtful. "Elves?" she repeated, as if the word was unfamiliar to her.
Demos' eyes widened in surprise. "You mean you don't know the name Elves?" he asked, his voice filled with incredulity.
Akira shook her head, her eyes clouding over with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. "No, I don't," she admitted.
Demos took a deep breath, eager to explain. "The Elves are a tall and slender people, with elongated ears that are slightly pointed at the tips. Their hair is often long and flowing, with colors that range from silver-blonde to dark brown. Their eyes are almond-shaped and slanted, with vertical pupils that seem to gleam with an inner light."
Akira's eyes sparkled with realization. "The Long Ears... they have similar features, don't they? The elongated ears, the slender build..."
Demos' eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, you mean the Elves and the Long Ears are similar?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.
Akira nodded. "Yes, they are. I never knew they were referred to as Elves, but now that you describe them, I can see the resemblance."
Demos' mind began to whirl with questions. "But why are they called Long Ears here?" he asked himself, his brow furrowed in confusion. "And why do they have a different name in this world ?
Demos was about to respond to Akira when he heard his mother's voice. "I have to do something now," he told Akira. "We'll finish this conversation soon."
Akira was about to say something about the south, but Demos cut her off. "I know. Something important has come up."
Akira was taken aback by the seriousness in Demos' voice. She noticed that the markings on his body were glowing more intensely than before. She nodded and left him alone.
Demos' eyes were filled with skepticism as he turned to face to the system interface. "I guess it's time to tell you what's truly going on," she said. Noticing he was even more wary and skeptic than there first conversation
But Demos cut her off before she could finish. "And the truth, how is it even possible for me to be your child? Bone marrow and celestial veins? I may not be a god or whatever, but your story sounds like bull shit."
His mother was taken aback by Demos' words. She sighed, and Demos continued to speak.
"Who are you, really? If you're a god as you claim to be, you could have just healed me with some kind of ability or artifact. What's the reason you want me to get stronger? Is it to use me as a pawn? Is that why you keep calling yourself my mother is it to get in head, and why did you call yourself the First Queen and claim to be the goddess of Sparta? Spartan never called or prayed to any gods or goddesses. If you're the one who destroyed Sparta and pretending to be someone you are not , I'll hunt you down and kill you by any means necessary. I've played along with your game for too long."
With Demos' final words, he unknowingly released his killing intent. In the vacuum of the endless void, his mother smiled, remembering her husband.
"So, you didn't trust a word I said from the very beginning that's very good," she said. "That's how your grandfather, or should I say, your father, was. But to tell you the truth, you have to be in the void. I only planned to use this skill if it was an emergency."
Demos was taken aback by the mention of his grandfather and father. "The void?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. "And why should I even trust you?"
His mother replied, "Demos, if I were going to kill you, it would have happened the moment you said you would hunt me down and kill me."
Demos could sense that his mother had no ill intentions towards him. He asked, "So, you're going to tell me the truth to my question?"
His mother replied, "Yes, and the reason why I'm doing all this."
Demos nodded, his determination evident. "Okay, then what should I do?"
His mother replied, "Just step into the void."
As Demos listened to the system interface, it suddenly turned pitch black. He jumped back in surprise, but when nothing happened, he cautiously approached the entrance to the void.
"What is this?" he asked, his senses on high alert. "Should I just enter?"
His mother replied, "It's my unique ability, and yes, walk into it."
Demos took a deep breath and stepped into the void. He started to panic when he realized he had lost all sense of direction. That's when he felt a strange sensation pulling him down deeper into the void.
"Hey, is this some kind of trap?" he screamed into the void. "I knew it, this was a—"
Before he could finish his sentence, his mother's voice spoke to him. "Can't a mother played with her own son , Demos."
As the force stopped pulling Demos down, he saw a castle that reminded him of the castle in the land of Sparta. Suddenly, the doors swung open, and out of thin air, light enveloped the castle. A road led into the castle.
As Demos walked towards the castle entrance, he couldn't shake off the feeling that the castle reminded him of the one in Sparta. He finally entered the castle and saw a beautiful woman with glowing white markings all over her body and silky-smooth white hair. A smile spread across her beautiful face as she said:
"Hi, Demos. I'm CRIMSON S. Spartan."