Chapter 91 - The Lagoons (1/2)
”Bro, why are you giving me this block of papers?” said the boy Jaro in the past to his brother. ”It smells nice.”
”That is a novel, could you read universal symbols yet?”
”A little bit.”
”I'll teach you.”
It was a book about the first ever champion chosen by gods within this undeserving Neamh. A story written by a bard about an unrelenting blind Aekha with one antler, taking up a spear and sword to protect the current mortal's ancestors from the dread of Angels, Calamities, and numerous evil sects.
The champion's name was Sutear, the 'Hero of the Kindle'. She travelled with a curious minor god of dusk named Meteia as he stumbled upon Neamh by accident, hunger for faith or else he would disappear.
She was depicted as a petite woman with short black hair, a blindfold, one brown branching antler, and long white scarf that fluttered in the wind when showing her fragile back to someone she rescued.
Sutear took the guidance from her weak god, they suffered many hardships together until eventually, their footsteps had engraved within the sand of time. Yet both of them always strive to help people in need, she was called the 'Hero of Light' for a reason. The irony, being referred to as someone who lighted the tunnel, yet she herself never saw what light truly was.
Because Meteia was referred to as the god of the dusk, he couldn't give his precious first follower an eye, but it was written that Sutear was fine with it.
”As long as I can smile and say that 'everything will be alright!' then I bear no hate for living in the dark for the rest of my life,” said the hero of the kindle, page 78.
'Though their song may be over, their music never fades, what has been written in the sands of lands afar they have yet to face.'
Jaro were moved within the lines of letters where someone crippled could affect millions of lives, spreading justice. It was his first book about heroic deeds. He always reread it when he had the time.
Many years had passed by then.
”Still reading that?”
”Yup! I wonder if the hero of the kindle cultivates or works out crazily like I did, probably cultivating. The author didn't say anything about it after all.”
”I gave you that book thirty years ago.” His brother sighed. ”You need a new one.”
”Where are we heading?” asked the young Jaro.
”Gaia Citadel, there is this patch of land that was promised by our resting father. It's already been claimed by someone, but I'm planning to reclaim it.”
”How could someone claim a land that wasn't theirs?”
”Don't ask me, I'm not rich. People with wealth can do anything they want if it's within a conquered land of Neamh. When it comes to Calamities, most of them hid beneath their overpriced bunker.”
In the end, both of them didn't manage to win the lawsuit for the land. Jaro's brother stayed in the Citadel to find a loophole as Jaro himself began his journey on finding the true purpose of his relentless pursuit of justice.
He met with Carla, a travelling mercenary with her bodyguard Gushen. It only took a while before the three of them were comfortable with each other. They mostly stationed within Dorian Citadel, as it was one of the Citadel with the most flourishing economy.