Supreme Lord Shapeshifter - Chapter 327

Martin already left the city and started going towards the desert of the land. The name of the land he was on right was called The Upros Desert Entrance.

The Upros Desert is a big desert with a lot of legends and tales that have been created for it by the common folk and even strong mages. Martin read some tales and mysteries about these lands and did not think much about it as he started going towards the land that he wanted to see. This was the freedom that he was seeking. “If I can go to a place that I want to see without not taking permission from anybody then I am free” Martin valued freedom and as the time went on he was not that of a maniac who just kills for fun. Of course it does not mean that he was not feeling the urge of it but he was directing his urge to kill to beings and people who needed to be killed.

Just meaningless killings seems no fun to himself anymore as it is too easy for himself to do something like that. The power increase and other increase of the things making himself more powerful than usual and the importance of the power rising up is something different than other kinds of thinking.

Martin gives a lot of importance to doing what he wants and right now he does not want to be an individual who just goes around and kills everything he sees. What is the difference between himself and a robot if he were to do something like that without thinking without any clear reason. The answer is simple “He was matured”

Before, when he wanted to kill everything in front of himself without any kind of remorse or something like that he matured to kill the things that you really want and take fun of your enemies. A human would not care about the ants that are beneath his feet and does not really enjoy killing them or feel bad and remorse for killing them. Before Martin was an ant that was happy for killing other ants. Now he is a human that most of the other humans and beings power-wise ants to, which concludes the point that not having fun is killing weaker beings. As it was only to be not something to have fun at all.

Martin thought about the tales that he have read about to Upros Desert. Upros Desert is a some sort of a place that made different kind of understanding about the land and other things in a sense.

There is some sort of a writings about a being who have entered the desert and directly started entering some sort of imagination realm and place for the matter of creating some sort of a difference in the mind of a being and the people who have reads the tales of it.

The town is littered with blood, suits and weapons. Red, pink and brown are the new colors of what was once a tranquil, growing town, which has now become the stage of a cruel war.

The air which would normally be filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and the sound of people is now carrying a thick, black smoke and small embers, enough to make even the bravest tremble in fear.

An army of rebels and an army of warriors fight each other due to a difference in beliefs, but with no side on the winning hand, this battle could go on for a long time. The dead of one side lay in heaps across the town and the faces of the fighters are hopeful with nervous, yet steady breathing and boots stepping firmly, they push harder and harder on the enemy.

With no way to know if they’ll live or die the other side ferociously battles their enemies. Some have succumbed to rage and are on a rampage against anybody standing in their way, while others fight on in the hopes to survive this terror.

The toll on both nature and humanity is heavy. It’ll likely take decades before this town will have recovered. It’s clear broken siege engines, bodies and debris have taken the place of market stalls, homes and buildings.

A fresh patch of grass is flanked by thick hedges and flower bushes. A fountain stands in the back left of the garden, offering an aquatic element of tranquility, one enjoyed by birds as well. The flower beds are barely visible at first, but offer a spectacular surprise when found; they’re home to all sorts of life. The hedges and flower bushes reach 1.8m/6ft high, but will reach far higher if they’re allowed to. Here and there lies a small boulder, offering a glimpse of the best spots. Roots try to claim every party of the garden as their own with every chance they get, held back only by sheers, trimmers, and mowers.

The fountain can be admired even from every side of the garden. The flower beds certainly attract attention too, and the hedges and flower bushes definitely deserve to be paid attention to as well, but the attention is always drawn to the fountain.

According to writer. he saw two different dreams from the moment that he has entered the desert.

These two dreams are respectively. one of them is some sort of a thing that called “Madness” and blood dream and other one is some sort of a thing called “Garden” dream that gives him some sort of a heavenly feeling. In a sense these both dreams are different than what he have expected until now and the types of the dreams that makes some sort of a dream that makes in a creative disorder is some sort of created thing.

These writings of the being and the man named “Xarters” impressed Martin and the he wanted to go and have a look himself to this desert. Maybe there is some sort of things that hidden inside of this place that not everone knows but it is still important to most of the beings and people around of the globe and the space.

Martin wanted to look and find it out.