Legend of an Asurian Warrior - Chapter 54：Rememberence

After Alcie leapt through the portal after James, Jasmine was instantly asking questions.

“Are you going to explain why SHE’S here? Anyone?” she asked in slightly worried but overall annoyed voice. She looked at James and his old complexion and white streaks of hair. “And what happened to you?!” James turned to her in an uninterested way.

“Basically, she was hired to kill me, I killed the person who hired her, saved an alternate version of myself by fusing with him, and she’s actually a nice person pushed to do bad things.” he explained. Jasmine donned a blank expression and merely watched as James jogged to catch up with the others who were then leaving.

“Finally, it’s over. We now live in peace … for good. Right?” asked William. The group turned to James who smiled. He put an arm around Alcie.

“I think the answer to that question is ‘yes’. You go on back to the sanctuary and take Alcie with you so she can sort out the plague cure. I need to make a quick stop and sort some thing out.” James took two steps back, launched himself into the air, and flew south.

He landed outside a church with an organ playing inside. There must have been a service going on as some faint voices could be heard singing but the lack of people made it nearly impossible to hear them over the instrument. A quick walk around the side took James to an expansive graveyard. A large amount of newer looking gravestones started appearing with their dates going back around fifty year ago. They soon stopped and gave way to a mighty and towering stone block with hundreds apon thousands of names engraved along to side. The large amount of deaths from the plague meant individual graves were too expensive so ground graves were built across the world.

But James didn’t even go near the stone goliath and instead stopped in front of a small grave that came in the middle of the newer graves. He knelt down and read the name. ‘–r- Ken–i-k-on’. Most of the letters had wore away yet James still knew it was his mother laying below him. He placed one hand on the gravestone, thanked her for being his mother, and apologised for leaving her. He stood up and looked ahead at a young man leaning on a gravestone wearing a dark coat and old robes underneath. He was writing something in a purple book with gold patterns on the cover with a quill.

“‘The Book of the Word’ is a majestic thing. It was created by the original destroyer to help them conquer universes. He had the power of the final word. If he said ‘burn’ then it would burn. Infusing the power into a book made it a breeze to find universes and destroy them but it eventually led to his demise. The omni-god got his hands on it and tried writing in it. Suddenly, a new universe was born in which anything written in the book took place. So he wrote and he wrote until his hand bled. He then sent his son to a planet embedded deep in the universe with the book to pass on the knowledge on their creation. But these mortals became jealous of the god’s power to control them so he was killed. The book was kept though and later became known as the Bible. Of course the gods didn’t like this so they took the book back and left the mortals with only their memories. The story changed over time until it became the one the people in that church know so well.” explained the man. He turned to James without stopping his writing.

“Why did you just tell me all of that?” asked James. The guy exhaled from his nose quickly in amusement.

“Because that son’s brother wasn’t one to easily forget. He took the book from his father’s protection and began writing like mad. He funnelled all his anger and hatred towards to the planet’s inhabitants by making their lives living hell. Poverty, hunger, death, and so much more! But then a boy was born to a human mother and a human father. He looked exactly like the brother who had been killed many years ago. So it became the duty of the brother to protect the boy at all costs. At all low points the brother would write in the book that it turns out fine. The boy was given powers to protect himself from mortals and gods alike yet some liked to interfere. And finally the brother decided it was time to bring the boy home. He went down to the planet and revealed everything to the boy. But he declined a seat amongst the gods and goddesses. So the brother, annoyed at his own failure to persuade the boy, reset the universe back to a time where he felt it would be easy to control the boy from. He pushed and pulled the boy down the best path and tried again the bring the boy home. We’re yet to see if he succeeded but it’s a high chance he will. After all, if the boy declines again then the brother will just kill all his friends one by one until he agrees.”

James brought out his swords but a force prevented him from moving. The man smirked but his mouth quickly turned to an angry frown.

“I am your ruler. I can’t make you say yes with this book but I will give you twenty four hours to decide your fate … not that you’ll need it.” the man said and he disappeared through a portal on the floor. James fell forwards onto his hands and knees breathing heavily.