189 In This Life (2/2)
The Generals, obviously, did not obey him, and held him back by force to prevent him from lashing out at Prince Alexander.
Philip could not tolerate such an offence, not even from his son. If his generals hadn't stopped him, he would have already put his hands around Alexander's neck and sent him to the afterlife in seconds, without hesitation.
Alexander grinned and turned on his heels, leaving the banquet followed by a group of kids of his age. Their way of walking was similar, so much so that all of them looked like facets of the Prince's shadow.
The young King, leaving the palace, looked with discomfort at his friends.
”You don't need to follow me. I have decided that I will go into exile, alone, until my father returns to his senses. If you came with me, you would attract anger that you don't deserve.”
Two of his followers put their hands on his shoulders, pushing him forward. They were Efeistio and Crater.
”Nothing will divide us,” said Efeistio proudly.
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”We have only one King, the true King of Madonia,” added Crater solemnly.
The others nodded silently, ready to lay down their lives for their King.
From the group, a slender young man with a huge pitch-black sword tied to his back, whose blue eyes seemed to contain the force of all the storms in the ocean, said: ”There is only one King. We grew up together and vowed to assist you to the end: we will not hold back now.”
Hearing that young man's words, all the other future generals breathed a sigh of relief. Among them, Helial was the most talented, but also the most unpredictable.
”I do not fear your father, nor the elders, nor the gods,” said the young man firmly, with a calm voice. ”If we have to pull the sky down and break it up, so be it. If we are to take the older generation that doesn't want to honour you and impale them on spades, so be it. But let Alexander's word dictate the law, not Philip's. ”
The state of the Emperor had completely upset his taciturn and serious nature.
Everyone turned to look at him, frightened by the possible consequences of those words. But at that moment, Helial no longer looked human. He was a titan-like creature, motionless amidst the wrath of the gods.
Since Helial had entered the Time Block, his memories had been completely rewritten. His nature hadn't changed in the least, but his experiences were totally different than he had in his previous life.
Within that Illusion, Helial had lived his childhood in the palace together with Alexander. He had shown a talent out of the ordinary and his skills had peaked. Only the future King was able to stand up to him in a duel and subdue him. Even some of the older generation feared that young man's talent and determination.
Helial had no memory of the grudge he had had against Alexander: he only felt immense gratitude towards the King, who had allowed him to live developing himself to the best of his possibilities.
The boy in that Time Block was no longer Lumia's brother, the boy who had had to fight all his life against the chains imposed on him by Hades. Now Helial was a free warrior, whose heart was no longer obscured by shadows.
In this life, the Devil's young disciple no longer overshadowed the world with his overwhelming presence, but made his friends' shine, like a sun that makes everything bright flooding it with its light.
Being in a timeline in the Age of Chaos, Helial was unaware of how unthinkable it was to cultivate Mana of Life and Destruction together. Therefore, although his soul was by its nature attracted to Life, he did not fail to cultivate with commitment also his Mana of Destruction.
Alexander patted on the back Efeistio and Crater, his most loyal friends, and then looked at Helial, the strongest one.
”You gave me your word. As long as we are together, you cannot lose your life,” said Alexander.
”I'm not going to lose it,” Helial replied. ”I just want to tear it from the chest of your enemies.”