From heaven to hell

Hellfire Desert

1881 1st week of The 7th month, sometime in the afternoon

The great Hellfire desert witnessed a set of footprints, it's burning sun left a shadow on its premises, the lonely looking desert welcomed a young child who had nothing to offer it but his sweat and painful breathing as he walked half dead through the endless sand in front of his eyes, he dragged his feet while barely been able to keep his eyes open, he reached for a small pouch around his waist for water but found not even a single drop to quench his thirst or lubricate his dried cracking lips, he was almost out of strength, so much that he couldn't even fling the empty water carrier far from his feet out of frustration, he looked behind him bit found nothing but the same scene he had in front of him, so he continued walking the path in front of him, only to fall down after a few more steps, His worn out eyes were losing their many bit of light, "mom, dad" he thought as he quietly slipped into deaths door, "sorry, I failed you".

"What do we have here" a man's voice reached the dying young man heard but couldn't open his eyes to see, "it's a child" A female replied, "what is he doing out here, "asked the Voice of the female, "and he's covered in blood" she stated, "move, let me see" the male ordered softly, "he's still breathing, bring water" the male relayed to the woman who heeded the man's request and asked, "do you think he'll be okay?" "I don't know! " answered the male, "let's take him to the village" the man suggested, "if he made it this far, I feel like he will still be alive until we get him to Misha"

The Wura empire

Front of the royal vault

1881 1st week of The 7th month, sometime in the afternoon

Several mages in our purple and black robes threw spells at a massive door in front of them, the with hopes to crack the door open, the spells bounced off the door without leaving a scratch on it, they were frustrated from the results they had but kept trying new things, behind them was a huge shadow figure who waited patiently for them to do their magic, one of the mages walked to the patient man and said, "my liege, this is not going anywhere", "I can see that" the man replied, ""we'll exhaust our mana before we can even put a dent on it" The worried mage said again, "then exhaust it" the man said with a bit of pressure that sent a sweat down the mages face, the mage turned to look at his fellows who seem exhausted and scared of disobeying the request of the man observing them. The head mage and his superior Noticed a new presence with them, the mage had a tiny comforting smile that was not shared by the man supervising them, "where's the brat?" the man asked the new arrival that knelt behind him, "we lost him" the kneeling man answered and his reply made his questioner's pressure increase a bit that the mages had more frightened sweat to lose, "and the artifact?", he asked his subject again and received a negative nod from the man he questioned and that reply enraged him that he grabbed the man reporting by the throat in an attempt to choke life out of him, the man was lifted from his kneeling position so he could look directly into the eyes of his boss, "you know how my temper works Vlad. Find the brat and the artifacts or find the next ship to the underworld or I'm gonna send you to the pits of hell myself" the enraged leader spoke harshly before throwing the reporter to the floor and turned to keep his eyes on the mages exhausting their mana on a door that withstood all forms of their attack and code cracking attempts, "find him Vlad", "yes sir " Vlad replied and disappeared

Rodina-Hellfire Desert

1881 2nd week of The 7th month, Evening

The golden hair young man rushed to wake from his near death experience and found himself on a comforting bed inside a tent, he wore the look of one trying to figure out of he's dead or alive and how he's now wearing a clean shirt, He tried speaking quietly and said, "I thought I was___" "dead?" a voice interrupted him, "who said that" he looked around shocked, "up here", the voice said again to pull his attention to one of the support beams holding the tent up. His eyes found a young red hair female sitting comfortably on the one of the woods at the top of his head, she wore a beautiful confident smile along with her black assassin outfit, he was surprised to find her there and watched her swing down from her sitting spot and landed in front of his shocked face, "where I'm I? Who are you? Is this the circus?" he asked confused still while she put on a small laugh to compensate for his questions, she walked to his side and tried to check his temperature only to receive a smack on her hand from him, "ouch" she cried and only to receive an order from him, "answer my question's", "how rude", she replied with a hint of irrigation but went back to smiling fast and walked towards the entrance of the tent and opened it so he can feast his eyes on the beautiful oasis that laid right outside, "this is Rodina! And I am Dalia" she happily informed him, "Rodina?" he asked as His bold softened and his eyes opened up to the sight in front of him, "yes young emperor' Dalia responded to put him back I to a slight surprise That came with a question , "young emperor?, how do you know I'm___", "your necklace" said Dalia, as he went on to reach for his neck searching for his necklace only to find pain from a covered up injury, "father said its a something found only within the royal house of Diza","and your wounds aren't fully healed so I suggest you take it slow" Dalia advised him, "where's my necklace?" the young emperor asked, "I think father took it, you'll probably get it back when you prove you're really the young emperor, and your dagger too", "where's your father? " he asked in a displeased tone and look, "at the royal houss" she pointed as he left the bed and walked to see where her hand was leading him, she smiled as his eyes opened up more to the beauty of the royal house from a far, and all other sights worth seeing.

Within the royal house, the ruler of Rodina had a comfortable position on his throne while his council of elders ponder quietly on a matter, with bus hand to his chin, his eyes drifted outside for a bit through a window and caught sight of a bird hovering around a spot, "so!" his deep voice pulled the attention of his kinsmen to him, "what do you think?"he asked, know of his royal ears and mouth walked to the middle of the throne room and spoke his opinion, "I think we should stay out of it", "i?" the king said, "no, I mean "we" the spokesman continued, "we don't see the merit in getting involved with a fallen empire, "hmm" replied the king trying to access the response without shifting his posture, he turned his question to a shadow in one of the palace pillars, "I think they're scared" 'a female said to put a slight smirk on the kings face, "I think they've wallowed in peace so much that they've lost their balls and also a bit of memory on how the peace came along", "hmm" the king replied quietly again while anger took the rest of the men, "Spoken like a child who haven't experienced the taste of war, she haven't bathed in the blood of enemies and kin alike" the leading elder raised his voice angrily at the shadow talker, "the voice laughed at the comment the elder dropped, "spoken like a geezer with dementia, forgetting how the former emperor made sure to bath me in my mother's blood, sure I was not part of the front line during the last war, but I did have my fair share of enemies blood on my blade, so tell me you old fuck, who do you think you're talking to?" the shadow woman stormed out of her hiding place to reveal her long red hair, raging Red aura that matched her eyes, "we are a tribe of warriors and assassins, fighting is part of our lives, and yes we have had long peaceful years, but your old added seem to forget how we came upon those peaceful years, so if you want to be act like bitches, go right ahead and do that, me and my squad are fully prepared and we are going to...", "enough" the king interrupted her, "that's enough, You've made your point Damira, plus, we have a guest", he said as the while palace turned towards the palace entrance and received a knock on the door.

"Open" the king yelled and the door fell wide open for Dalia and the young emperor, "Come in", he said and Dalia didn't fail to rush in and jumped towards Damira who received her with a smile, "what were you guys arguing about this time?" she asked damira who responded softly, "nothing for you to worry about", Dalia moped and said, "always leaving me out of the fun part", "I'll just ask dad she left her sister who was already patting her on the head and bowed in front of the king who received her with a soft smile before she jumped into his lap as well, "well?" she asked, "well what?" he replied, "what were you talking about?", "it's nothing" he replied, "it's obviously something cause I could feel Mira's rage from way outside" the young princess said, "I'm betting it had something to do with the young emperor" she said again to take everyone's view to the young man who confidently stood in front of royals without a hint of fear or worry to him, rather, his aura felt like that of a wild tiger, "hmm" said the king again as he noticed the force the kid was emitting.

The young man knew his manners and bowed his head the moment all eyes were on him, "raise your head" the king said, "come closer, he said again and the boy did as he was asked to, he got to the front and stood colder to damira who had the middle floor, their eyes met and she smirked on how confident he was to stand in her presence and that of the king without shaking in his boot, "how are your injuries?" the boy received the kings question, "I'm all good" he replied, "liar" Dalia shouted from her standing position at the side of the king, her father looked at her and she understood it was time to be quiet, "sorry father" she said quietly with her hand scratching the back of her head, the king looked back to the young man and said, "Introduce yourself to the court", the boy stood at attention, his left hand to the back of his waist and his right hand in his chest and boldly announced, "I am Kiano Eeshan Jaba" the room fell knot a state of quiet side talk, he paid no mind and continued saying, "I am the 7th child of the Late Emperor, Julio Neema Jaba, and I greet the king of Rodina who have showed me nothing but kindness and hospitality"