|I love it a lot :3|
Probably a good two hours have passed, I have moved west of the Rakbasil ruins, limping, hurting, I cannot move my left arm or I feel tremendous pain.
The rain has gotten very heavy, and it is clear that I need to find shelter, luckily in a place like this, there are so many places to rest, and to be fair, I need it.
I tumble under a basement of what must have once been an apartment, albeit crumbling and surprisingly, the basement still intact as well as the 1st floor.
With my good hand, I pull on old tree branches of fallen trees and form a pile, and with two rocks, I manage to start a fire, to make this intense cold more, tolerable.
I rummage through my bag, and find the scorched scroll about Dan Uiki's tale, and throw it into the fire.
I sit and sulk, as the pain grows more and more unbearable, I try to lift my arm, only for a jolt of searing pain to surge as does my abdomen and chest, it aches from the amounts of impact that I endured, my back, my spine burns like never before.
I seethe and lay to the ground I roar as the feeling of pain takes over, I can feel something wet fall from my eyes, this pain...
Throughout my life, I have been stabbed, shot, and imprisoned, but this pain. IT IS AGONIZING!!!!
I black out in the middle of all this suffering I feel.
The red skys surrounding Ton village, after our successful raid, we returned many new, fresh slaves to do our bidding.
I stand in a field of indoctrinated slaves are in horror to see that more will be joining them.
Many of the new kids beg, plead to return home, of course being met with a kick to the floor, being held against their will as Ranyo got her special knife, positioned it to the back of the child's head, and rips the hair off from the root, the child screams in agonizing pain and loss of pride, the hair, replace with a patch of skin.
The many kids scream to this.....
To the majority of us Tons, they are our property anyways, they became ours when we burned their homes to the ground.
But at the same time, dad forbade me from being around them in anyway.
I look as they are kicked down, forced to garden and carry heavy loads of materials, many used as target practice by Ton children, to the beatings many would get.
Just like I did when I was young.
But as the children screamed, it resonated into my ears, the agonizing pain!
I fight myself awake!
I pant really hard, the rain has since gone, and the sky is night, the crickets chirp, and everything settles to simple night clouds.
But I cannot sleep, not with the nightmare I just had, it is too much!
Feeling that my arm is still in pain, I find two good sized sticks, I take a set of bandages, and make a splint, and properly wrap it onto my arm as per the instructions.
It is not much, but after this quick fix, I rest upon the pillar. But without sleep.
I cannot sleep because of the agonizing pain, and the thoughts. My dream, it, it was very real, the pain that I saw there....
Not only did I feel it, it actually happened, my mind gaps from when I used to be a slave, but it is still very real.
And when I fought Yao, is was no different from when Mitaka tried to kill me. Predator vs prey, the concept that the Ton's indoctrinated.
But I am a predator, but I felt helpless as a prey.....
My eyes dilate open! I know what I am feeling, Yao, his leader with intimidation, everything I dealt with on my journeys, this bizarre feeling I feel right now.....
Days pass, roughly two weeks, and I finally step back into my home of Ton. My wrist still feels broken, but with a little food and rest, I am in a better state than I was before.
Kiru, Omoi, and Asat have been going over training for the kids, Omoi spots me, and nudges to Kiru. And he too sees me.
They approach to me, someone whom has been gone for awhile.
“Looks like you been through war.” Kiru states.
“I finished my task.” I state back.
“How about we help you to Sakona's house.”
Omoi and Asat prepare to give me a ride on their shoulder's, I slap their hands away.
“I do not want help.” I state, continuing to walk for my home.
Dad sits at his throne, drinking a little wine from his skull cup, he glances over, and spots me, and I approach.
I say nothing, nothing at all, merely removing the sword, and placing it on the floor.
Dad puts the cup away, and walks to the sword. His eyes dilating. “Can it be?”
He gently picks up the sword, and unsheathes it, the black blade gleams, the blade of 300 years or so. His eyes dilate to the amount of power he feels.
“It is mine, it is finally mine!” Dad states, as he helps me onto my feet, and of course congratulating me for my service.
I return to my bed.
Two hours later, everyone has came to the square, to witness a speech by our great leader.
Dad adorns himself with a new armor that he had made for him, plated and designed for mobility, finished with a helmet in the shape of a skull. With his new sword at the ready.
“Today is a new era for us, we now have Dan Uiki's sword!” Dad states proudly.
The crowd is in awe as he unsheathes it, showing it for the world to see.
“It is time to reclaim our rightful place!” Dad continues. “With our new power, we shall punish those whom wronged us, the Tsukani will learn true suffering, and those in Lao Deng will come to their knees!”
Dad raises the sword into the air and lets out a massive roar, with us empowered Tons ready to claim our place.
|gonna post current KS chapters here now|