Liatart then walked to the south side of the capital. Then he noticed there was a small alleyway where a bunch of people were going in and out constantly.
Liatart walks in and blends into the crowd.
Juvian, white, and Marcus are now together, while King Geithner is resting in his room.
Lord White: Brother, are you fully aware of Erefeild's action yet?
Lord Marcus: It is obvious what he wants, and he believes that Juvian is the easiest way to secure his opportunity
Lord White: For someone as brilliant as Erefeild and someone that I see as a brother, it's really hard for me,
Lord Marcus: Don't try to pressure yourself, White. The Erefeild we know has changed; he is not the brother we know.
Juvian sits down as he listens to both of his uncles talking to each other, his clenching he looks to the ground as his mind is full of mix thought.
Then Juvian has the urge to make a stand and a decision.
Marcus grabbed White's shoulder.
Marcus: Enough, brother. We just have to make sure that he won't have any kind of influence over Juvian when he becomes King.
Then Juvian stood up,
Prince Juvian: Uncle?
Both White and Marcus look at him. Then Juvian struggles to speak, his mouth twitching, his chest tightens, and anxiety starts to weigh
Then he closed his eyes, clench is teeths, his voice sound nervious and shouting without knowing himself.
Prince Juvian: Uncle, I want to truly be able to stand strong, so please teach me everything you experience. I may excel in my education, but I lack the experience to stand by myself.
Both Marcus and White are surprised as they are a little shocked at the same time, the child they knew was always so fearful of even the smallest things, is now making a stand for himself.
Meanwhile, Liatart entered the Alley way then led to a bigger path, and it went deep underground.
Liatart walk-in but before he takes a step, multiple men suddenly bump into him. The man walks like he is about to fall down.
Then he notices all of them are incredibly drunk, and with a pipe in their hand, those men keep walking. Liatart follows them.
Then he reached a path that is in the shape of a circle, and it is divided into more paths.
Those men continue into one of the divided paths,
He follows them, then, a few miles into it, he reaches a wide space, and the entire space is filled with smoke.
Then Liatart breaths and he inhales this smoke into him, he suddenly feels dizzy, his vision turns blurry, and he then covers his nose.
He immediately walks back to the place where there is no smoke. Then Liatart's hand felt like he was touching something. On the wall of this old abandoned tunnel, there was a small, tiny crystal forming on it.
Liatart picks a small piece of this crystal on the wall and rubs it on his finger. He notices it's not really a crystal.
He immediately cast a protection spell on himself and ran back to the giant room full of smoke.
He couldn't believe what he saw. Somehow, the old memory of his old world was starting to return to him. On his finger, the moment he touched it, the crystal-like thing that grew on the wall immediately broke into fine powder. He ran for 2 miles, in this giant space, it's not ten or a hundred, it's thousands of people are drowning in the world of their own paradise inside their own mind.
Then, deeper into the cave, Liatart can hear a faint sound, almost as if there is a big group of people crying.
Liatart walks toward it. As he goes deeper, the sound of crying and mourning becomes louder and louder.
People are lying on top of each other, like a hill, and there are multiple of them, some that have come to their senses, crying to escape as if they feel Claustrophobia, panic attack in such a tight space full of people.
Many are still drowned in their mind and unable to feel any pain or Claustrophobia due to strong drug use.
Liatart's eyes twitch as his heart is beating intently, his blood is boiling, his face is flickering, he is starting to breathe faster and faster,
Liatart fell to his knee, he grab his other arm and tried to calm himself, but he accidentally applied too much force on his finger, and he injured himself.
The blood dripped off his arm, then, as the blood built up, it flowed toward them. Suddenly, a strong haunted image returned to him.
A rider of blood, from the old world that was caused by religion
Infront of him, he sees multiple mountains from afar, and a few smaller hills in front of him, and it is built by a massive number of lifeless bodies.
The Hill pile of bodies has many similar faces. Liatart knows, the people from his village, Liatart opening his eyes even with the heating wind, Liatart's eyes can't seem to close it as he bleeds through his eyes.
And on top of the giant mountain of the body, there was someone floating on it.
A Human Man
The Saint: I have finally reached godhood,
He bends his body as his spine reaches its limit, and he stares at the moon. He smiles
The Saint: I can see my father screaming from heaven, Oh my beloved father of God, I offer thy, rivder of blood and mountain of child to you, So please take me to your arm
Then the moon becomes brighter.
The Saint: He accepted me, I am the Saint of the Single Pillar, and have finally become God
The image of that incident deepens his haunting memory.
Suddenly, Liatart screams as he desperately runs away from it. He runs, but he turns the wrong way.
As he goes deeper, he reaches a place that is full of water leaking, the wall and the floor are filled with algae, then he slips and falls, he hits his face on the ground, and he manages to get himself back to reality.
Liatart sobbing as he is still lying on the ground face down
Liatart stood back up, as he saw the reflection of himself in the water. Liatart felt frustrated as he saw a face that he wanted to forget.
He walked back to the big room full of smoke, as he stood watching.
The people here are really skinny; they get wet on their lower body and dry from their chest to their head, fall asleep on the wet floor, and an insect runs around.
Liatart looks to his right side, and he sees two men fighting each other like toddlers; one has the drugs, and the other tries to reach it.
Then the man on top of him, getting angry at the man that hold the drug, he grabbed his head and smashed his face into his head with force,
The man dropped the drugs, his nose was seriously injured, and he was bleeding. Then he screamed in pain, crying.
Almost suddenly, the horrifying cry and screaming from him settled many drug addicts in the room.
They suddenly started to scream as well, they covered their face with their hand shape like a claw and felt horrified at nothing, some went through a mental breakdown.
their body shaking violently as they run in fear, crying and scared at nothing, their imagination takes over their head
They felt like something was chasing them, but couldn't see or smell it.
Liatart stands as he sees in front of him. His body can't feel anything.
Liatart: It's loud, chaotic, and frightening, but why can't I hear or feel it
The image infront of him is familiar, but not as clear as deeper in the tunnel.
Liatart clenched his fist and used the Space Time Formulation Magic to freeze the tire tunnel in time.
Everything and everyone froze motionless. Liatart walks toward the exit. He looks at one of the drug addicts. He sees his eyes, full of veins, his terrifying face, and his rotten nail cut his face.
Liatart: I am sorry. All I can do is freeze your suffering. I may be unable to save you, but I swore that I will give you the King that you deserve.
He continued to walk.
Liatart: The Current generation may already be dead. However, I can do something to secure the next generation's future.
Tomorrow morning, after Liatart left the tunnel, 3 men walk to enter the tunnel, while two of them are chatting, one of the men keeps walking.
Both of them look at him, and they see him frozen; they shout at him, "What are you doing?" his legs are already lifted, his body tilted, but froze motionless.
One of the two men walked toward him, and he also froze. The last man started to get scared. He lifted his arm and tried to reach the other man, but his arm also froze. He couldn't pull it back or push it forward. He stood as he feared for his life, shouting for help.
Liatart is now heading toward the Palace.
He observes the Palace and tries to understand the situation of the people at the top before jumping into action.
White, Marcus, and Juvian are together planning their step to fight back against Erefeild.
White: We can attack his brother's drug business first,
Marcus: What about the support to handle the aftermath after the crackdown
Prince Juvian: There is an organization that can assist us, and we need to talk with them first
White: Marcus, you good at this
Marcus: I understand,
Prince Juvian: Be careful, Uncle. I can't forgive myself if you get hurt because of my plan.
Marcus: You do not need to worry, I am just happy to see my nephew has grown so much. White, look after our king.
White: You can take it easy,
Marcus smiled at White and left.
White: Come, Juvian, I think your father is waiting
Juvian: Yes, Uncle
Both of them walk to King Geithner's room.
White: Are you alright, brother
King Geithner opened his eyes gently as he looked at both of them. and respond with his weak voice
King Geithner: My Son, White
King Geithner, look at Juvian,
King Geithner: Say Juvian, how are you feeling right now?
Prince Juvian: What are you, mean father
King Geithner smiled slightly, then he turned his head toward the window and looked at the yellow sky.
King Geithner: Oh, it's nothing, I just witnessed a grown man
White: How are you feeling, now, brother
King Geithner: Relief
King Geithner remembers his old days, with Juvian, when every time Juvian was scared of something, he always ran to him or took cover, but now he is not.
Juvian was standing infront of his father, scared, but he didn't hide.
While they have a warming family moment, Liatart watches from afar.
The Current King is dying,
A week later, the day has come, the Final ceremony for Prince Juvian to become King
All members of the Royal family, including all high-ranking officials, are gathering in the Palace to celebrate
Juvian is in the other room, preparing.
A few more members of the royal family are becoming guests from other countries.
Liatat is now watching from afar, observing closely; he pays most of his attention to Juvian.
Juvian is in the dressing room, White's daughter (Biana) and Marcus's wife are helping with the other dressers.
Biana: Juvian, Are you mentally ready yet?
King Juvian: I am
White's daughter Biana, kneeling down and handing Juvian his crown.
Biana: Here it is, your majesty
Juvian grabs the crown, then he is surprised by the weight of the crown.
King Juvian: Ohh, it's heavy
Biana laughs at Juvian.
Liatart is now seeing that the kingdom might have some hope; however, suddenly, he notices someone is walking toward the Throne Room. Liatart can't see him very well; he has two knights escorting him, and everyone that that see him behaves in a manner.
Other officials see him, and they treat him with great respect.
Liatart: Another arrogance brut, I'm no end to this kind of type.
Then, as he walks, Liatart gets to see him more clearly. The moment Liatart sees his face, His eyes widen.
Liatart: What is this?
Liatart sees a man that meet his requirement to become a brilliant King. His name is Erefeild Maefen.
Liatart: This man, able to give me such surprise, He has something that no one in the entire palace has