I was
brought into his presence again and I was blindfolded with a piece
of silk scarf. The only vision available is homogenous shade of
darkness, albeit I could still hear relatively clear.
It was on purpose.
I resisted, with every ounce of my strength, his attempt to
teleport me, but I know it was futile if he truly wants me. I
cannot retaliate against his will and like always, I am forever
beneath him
no matter how strong I became. And I was very
strong.
Grace told me I was near the dark edifice; looming at the apex of
the fabled mountain - a desecrated temple of a forgotten god. Then
she placed her hands over mine - her hands were chilly, yet
benevolent; I recalled that it was this same touch that lifted me
away from the horrifying, bottomless pit of death, where new
monsters were conjured to assault me whenever I slain their
predecessors. They were weak in quality, but massive in numbers.
Even the fiercest of warrior will see their waning strength, with
each additional blow beyond what their constitution could
handle.
Grace was his other twin, doing exactly opposite of what her
brother does. Her brother knew this fact very well - they shared
the same source of power. Should she be destroyed by him, he would
ease to exist as well.
The carriage driven by the nightmares came to a halt; I have
arrived.
As the massive gate swung opened, a vehement aura of fear and
destruction was felt immediately. It felt like a numbing sense of
death trying to engulf me; but I was so used to its effect that I
knew it was some high level illusionary spell in operation.
Graces hands never left me; she led me forward. Albeit I cannot
see, I have faith in her direction.
The scarf was undone when I was brought into the audience chamber.
It was the usual practice of how I will be brought here and that
hasnt changed any bit.
Then I felt a hostile surge of psychic energy, trying to penetrate
my mind. Instantaneously, I erected a psychic shield and when the
hostile energy crashed into my protection, the pain was tremendous
I could have imagine how it would have been if it caught me
without the shield, probably a fate worse than death.
WHY ARE YOU RESISTING ME TIME AND AGAIN?
I
will
never bow to
you
YOU KNOW THAT YOU CANNOT FIGHT ME. I EXIST IN EVERY CORNER OF YOUR
LIFE! FIGHTING ME IS FUTILE!
Still
I will not give up without a fight
The intensity of the oncoming energy grew; I barely had the power
to stop it from forcing its entry.
Then I was blacked out.
The next thing I knew consciously is when I saw myself in Graces
embrace.
Grace has never failed me.
I was so drained and debilitated from the psychic blast that I was
lying there like a defeated soldier, awaiting death. From the
corner of my eyes, I saw him, silhouetting in the moonlight,
sitting proudly at his grand throne. A quick lighting flashed for a
second behind him and for the first time, I caught his face.
He has no face he was featureless.
Grace was right; he took features from any circumstances that he
deemed fit. How can anyone have a face when he can have a face of
anything? Anything is as good as nothing.
WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS PROTECTING THAT WORTHLESS PIECE OF SH|T?
I protect anyone you tried to harm.
YOU CANNOT PROTECT ALL
IN FACT YOU HAVE FAILED TO PROTECT SOME!
LOOK AT THOSE! THEY WERE CONSUMED BY MY DARK POWERS! LOOK AT THEM
NOW! THEY ARE LOVING THE SELF DESTRUCTION! HAHAHA!
Likewise, there are some you have failed to destroy and in fact,
they are getting more powerful.
WHAT RUBBISH? WHAT POWERS THEY POSSESS COULD DEFEAT ME? DO THEY
EVEN KNOW WHO ARE THEY FACING? I AM THE LORD OF SUFFERING -
KARMA
I sense your overly interest in those who may have to power to
challenge your throne. But these people are not interested in that
- they may not be able to defeat you, but they will gain immunity
to your accursed powers and thats enough.
AND YOU THINK THIS FOOL IS ONE OF THEM? HE CANNOT EVEN WITHSTAND
50% OF MY POWERS!
You are such a bully; fancy pitting your immortal powers against
that of an average mortal.
IT DOESNT MATTER, DOES IT? THE TRUTH IS THAT THEY ARE WEAK LIKE
ANTS!
You may be almighty, but these mortals arent alone.
AND YOU MEAN THE OLD DRUID - WISDOM? THE OLD MAN TRIED ALL HIS
LIFE TO TEACH THESE MORTALS
BUT HOW MANY INCOMPETENT STUDENTS ARE
THERE? MANY DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND THE BASIS OF MAGIC AND HE WANTS
TO TEACH THEM TO OVERCOME ME? HOW INTERESTING
Karma wriggled his fingers and a blast occurred at the west. Then a
young, gorgeous lady appeared from where the blast was, probably
conjured by his formidable, dark powers. She stood there
motionlessly and staring fixedly at space, as if time and space has
frozen in whichever world she came from.
HER NAME HGIS AND SHE IS A STUDENT OF WISDOM SINCE WHEN SHE WAS
TWELVE. NOW SHE IS THIRTY SIX AND SHE IS STILL WEAK! WORST THAN HIM
AND MUCH OLDER! I DONT EVEN NEED TO SPARE THAT EXTRA ATTENTION TO
RUIN HER; MY DEMONIC MINION COULD EASILY CUT HER DOWN WHEN THEY
GOES ON PLUNDERING SPREE TO RAID HUMAN TOWNS. HAHAHA!
Karma waved his hands and she vanished mysteriously, leaving behind
a pall of smoke.
You are simply incorrigible.
DO YOUR BEST SISTER. HE WONT BE ABLE TO SURVIVE IT
I AM
SURE
Thats what you think. With my intervention and the knowledge of
the old druid, it will be suffice to ward you
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!
- Chronicles of yunhaier, [Karma, Grace and Wisdom] 
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