“The Solar eclipse will begin in 336 hours, by that time the descendant will surely awaken. In anticipation, we will be waiting for him. The great sorcerer’s heart is the most precious after all.” A disembodied voice of a woman can be heard in the pitch-dark room. Thirteen dim lights illuminated above each person. Their bodies were visible except for their faces.
“I can’t wait for it to happen, our plan will be surely successful” following with a laugh, he jumps up and down to his chair, can’t contain his excitement. “Our GOD will be pleased!” shouting, his loud voice surrounds the room that causes some of the people to flinch. A sighed was heard after.
“Please, calm down for a moment” the owner of the voice massaged his temples, clearly annoyed by the loud mouth’s antics. He regained his composure as he adjusts his coat. He cleared his throat to gain back his member's attention.
“This time we will surely get back to those who didn’t follow us and his majesty, our King, our GOD by the time that this sorcerer gets awaken, Isis’s power will run to this descendant’s veins, her memories will also be part of it. Isis sacrificed her body to perform a deadly spell, a spell to transfer her personality unto another body but because of the huge price to use this spell she didn’t succeed, talk about unlucky.” a chuckle was heard and follow by the scoffs and cackles of the others about his comment about Isis’s failed attempt. “I didn’t know Isis can be this stupid” one of the members, stated her opinion.
The laughter died out as the old man continued speaking “So, in the end, she uses all of her magic to transfer all of her power to the chosen one, and surely when the eclipse will happen, another heart will grow inside the body of this descendant.” A sigh came after another. All of them thinking that Isis did gave them trouble.
Isis was the last Great sorceress, who ended up perishing in the battle of sorcerers and fallens, after knowing that there are already some sorcerers who decide to rebel against her and the elders, she decided a plan to capture them and be punished according to the laws of the BEING. With her pride as the great sorceress, she used every inch of her power to win the war.
Her Loyalty was her strength to keep going. After all, her duty was to protect the harmony, that BEING built. Unfortunately, her plan was overpowered by the FALLENS. Former sorcerers who turn their backs on her and other sorcerers. Devasted by the overwhelming power of the Fallens and lost comrades `She initiated her backup plan. The plan was to transfer her personality to another body but because of the huge price and lack of magic power and strength, she chose to transfer her remaining powers to the body of her chosen one. And because of it, she died giving a huge burden to her chosen one.
Challenging the Fallen will be the cause of the demise of this descendant. It has been two decades since the one-sided m******e of the sorcerers. Surely, a young descendant who doesn’t know anything about sorcery and wielding magic powers. Can beat the Fallens and its 12 apostles.
“But, can we be so sure he will get awaken? it’s been twenty years, it’s half of Mabuz’s life and it’s this descendant’s entire life” One of the members of the 13 spoke not forgetting to roast the oldest person in the room. Even pointed the said man so that he can feel that he is really old. “And besides, were much powerful than any other fallens. How ‘bout, find him and steal his heart?” The young suggested, anticipating the other’s answers to his suggestion. Even nodding his head so that the others would agree.
“I’m sure that this descendant will get awaken” a sultry voice refused his suggestion, which caused him to frown. “Nevertheless, we the 12 apostles will surely get rid of him and take the heart of this young descendant.” She said with a grin. Her confidence influenced the other members. They began to chatter to one another because of the excitement. The room slowly beginning to be noisy. All of the other members shared their expectations after they claimed the heart of the great sorcerer.
“Don’t be too excited my kittens, this won’t be an easy task to do, as far as I know, there is this rodent who is tasked to protect this descendant” This cause the members to shut their mouths, after a long silence they shouted in unison, disbelief laced in their voice. “What? Isis, that woman” Some of the members hissed. Isis was not an easy opponent.
The woman expected their reaction and because of this she stifles her laugh covering a hand to her mouth, the crowd goes silent again anticipating her words.
“Don’t worry. Before that filthy creature can do its job, it was caught by my mousetrap and it’s been, yes, 20 years trapped.” Some of the members scoffed, they forgot for a split second that this woman talking Infront of them is a spawn of Satan. “However, it will be so boring if all we do is just waiting, no? How ‘bout a little fun instead?” The word fun exists in every apostle’s vocabulary, using this word will make them all agree, of course, since all of them were taught to play with the toys that we are given to them.
Mabuz showed displease on his face, the oldest person in the room and also too traditional and formal. “Come on Old man surely for how long you live in this damned world, you would not take up an opportunity to have fun” The oldest of them sighed and nodded, finally agreeing to her decision. “Make sure that it won’t spoil our plan. His Majesty would not like it.” A warning from his comrade. She rolled her eyes reassuring him.
“Don’t worry Mabuz.” She said with a chuckle, “A single rodent can’t make that much of a difference” smirking as her power was felt in the entire room.