Chronicles Of Taranaya

‘Wtf can someone’s will be altered like this, Is this some kind of mind control like in Fors’ novels, And what did he mean when he said that this is your true face?’ Leor’s mind was racing like never before with more questions rising each second.

“Congratulations, Your brother has become an Aetherborn though just a puppet” said Cyrus with an emotionless tone.

“Stop fooling around, you bastard! Explain what the hell just happened and what that… (distorted sounds) is,” Leor stammered, suddenly realizing he couldn’t utter the name of the lord his brother had praised.

“What are you doing you fool? Are you trying to reveal your situation and even dragging me with yourself?” said Cyrus with an annoyed tone.

‘it seemed that he was the one who stopped me from saying that name’.

“I am so confused right now can’t you explain in more detail” said Leor with a pleading tone.

“Like I said before, watch quietly and I will explain everything, well most of the things after this” Cyrus said with an overjoyed tone which immediately caused Leor's face to darken. He was not so sure about relying on this voice now.

“And for how his behavior changed, its because his power consumed him and for following that person it seems he used the power of something related to that entity since his authority is Mind control which in simple word means you can’t reverse the effects of manipulation at this much deeper level no matter what and is in complete control of masked man” said Cyrus after thinking a bit.

“I see…Can you explain what that revolver did?” Leor asked, trying to make sense of it all.

“Sorry, I don’t know the revolver’s properties, but from what I can see, he forcibly fractured your brother’s soul, awakened the Aether core using his spiritual energy, which also held his original consciousness and completely destroyed it and then used that knife to repair his soul, consciousness and then created fake memories, now not a single trace of old memories are left in even at deeper levels which seemed completely impossible to do until today.” explained Cyrus after some silence.

“Got it, so that bullet means destruction from inside out completely destroying even the soul” said Leor in a crazed tone and inside he didn’t understand shit, Today’s events were too bizarre and probably make a normal person mad.

“How’s the mastery of your special ability, you must’ve gotten one right, from the new soul” Masked man’s somewhat excited tone woke Leor from his thoughts.

“Yes, you did an extremely good job this time Vane” said James while pulling out a cigar from thin air and asking the masked man now called Vane to light it up and surprisingly enough Masked man actually pulled an expensive lighter with a cigarette and lit both of them. Though it seemed like Vane was displeased that he didn’t get to know his powers, it was as he expected since knowing someone’s abilities can be considered a fatal weakness for them.

“Sorry it seems like my hypothesis was wrong” said Cyrus, oddly serious.

“I can see as much” nodded Leor expressionlessly

‘“You can go now Vane I will kill Leor and capture Clara, that would be the end of Milford” said James with a thoughtful look and the smoke of cigar instantly spread in whole house while Vane left at the speed he came in with saying “Good luck in your hunt…..James”

James’s body now completely dissolved in smoke and the scene shifted to a bird’s-eye view, revealing Wellington Street shrouded in thick white fog.

“Sorry but there is a need for some collateral damage” said James in a divine tone and then he pulled a scroll out of a green magic circle and the colour of the gas turned shiny grey and its aura much more fierce and thick. All of sudden all the fog disappeared, that much fog just went like it never even existed, But one thing was certain, all the people sleeping soundly in the street were now certain to sleep forever.

In the next second James was bending beside the bed with just about three inches of distance between them and was now deeply staring at her sleeping figure. After fifteen minutes of this silent weird staring “Now this was what I was talking about” exclaimed James with unhidden excitement which was so loud that it could wake the street up but maybe not. “But this was all your use, now you’re not needed and I can’t leave your precious body out like this and instantaneously James appeared at a graveyard while holding Clara like a bride.

He located an already dug hole, retrieved a coffin, gently placed her inside, and buried her six feet deep. His eyes twitched slightly, and Clara suddenly woke up.

She was just sleeping after having a banquet with her little family because James got a promotion and now was a manager of a team of 20, she was truly happy for him they could finally afford to eat meat three times a week and maybe James could get married and settle. While both brothers drank to their heart's content she also enjoyed some wine. All of this was already bought by James after getting his bonus, I even pestered him about not spending money like this and saving for the future but they both never listened.

“Huhh?” shouted Clair after feeling suffocated but there was no air, she tried to move her feet and hands but they were already tightly tied up. She was suffocating more and more and tears and snot were dripping out of her nose and mouth, she then hit her head forward in hopes of waking up from this nightmare but it was just wood.

Blood was pouring out from her head injury and she was screaming desperately and was deeply scared because even though her life was hard without parents she had never felt this much pain, suffocation.

“Leor, James anyone please” she was panicking and desperately clinging to a hope that someone would help her but that hope only lasted for a second and she was completely covered in tears,snot, saliva and blood and after a few more seconds of suffering she had died.

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To be continued