Chapter 13: Karenni

[ Demon Prison Cave - The Trail of Kodoku ]

The morning sun filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the small room. The soft chirping of birds woke me from my slumber and as I opened my eyes, I found myself in a bed that was as soft as a cloud. The sheets were made of a velvety material that felt like a dream to the touch. The room was simple, with a small table next to the bed and a wooden wardrobe in the corner.

As I sat up in bed, I saw a white haired woman who looked to around her mid thirties sitting by the window, surrounded by a flock of blue-tailed sparrows. She was tossing small pieces of bread to the birds, her movements fluid and graceful. The birds fluttered around her, chirping merrily as they ate. The woman turned to me and smiled, "It looks like you are awake. Master."

"Where am I?" My hoarse voice asked, causing the old woman to get up and bring me a glass of water. She smiled, "Master, this is the Black Lotus Cult's Twilight Dragon Grounds. In here you will train to become rulers of the world." The words were spoken with such conviction that it was hard to believe they were coming from someone that didn't look mentally deranged.

I couldn't help but question if she was delusional, but I stopped myself as I remembered the blue-skinned demon's words. These people like to use words that create an image of unbelievable magnitude in our minds. Why?

"May I ask who are you?" I asked, looking at the old woman. She smiled, "No need to talk with such respect towards a mortal like me. I am but your humble servant, Master." Her words were spoken with a hint of reverence in her eyes, and it made me feel uncomfortable.

"Where are the others?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "Oh, they are all resting in their rooms," the old woman replied. "Do you know where are the people who brought us here?" I asked, but the old woman shook her head, "My apologies Master, but I am a mere servant, I don't know the activities of the great celestials."

The old woman was dressed in simple robes, the fabric was a dark navy blue with gold embroidery. She had a small pouch hanging from her waist, and I couldn't help but wonder what it contained. The only weapon I saw was a small dagger that hung from her waist, its handle was made of a dark wood, and the blade looked sharp.

As I looked around the room, I noticed a faint scent of incense in the air. It was a calming scent that made me feel at ease. My stomach growled  loudly, reminding me that I was hungry. 

" Ah! You must be esurient. " The woman said as she grabbed an azure bowl from the table beside us, I offered to help, but she immediately declined. "Master, please stay and rest, I'll get you your meal." She said with a smile as she stretched her neck out to check the top of the cupboard. I could only stare at the abnormal woman in a daze.

"Found it." She said with joy as she emptied the bottle into the bowl, leaving behind a blueish viscous liquid. "Y, you, what are you?" I asked, my voice trembling with shock. "Ah! My apologies you must be surprised, master but don't worry, this is just the long neck tribe's innate ability." She explained with a caring smile.

As I gazed upon my reflection in the liquid, I couldn't help but feel a sense of paranoia. Why was it so highly convenient that these people have such a brew ready to be brought to over 100 people so readily available in such a short period of time? This thought of mine combined with my paranoia and Alexander's warning led me to a confirmation of one of my theories. 

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These people were the ones who threw me and the others into that hell hole.

"How long was I asleep for?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Just a few hours." She replied, causing me to nod. "Were the others given this as well?" I asked, my mind racing with questions. "Yes, of course." She said with a nod.

The woman's answers led me more and more toward a horrifying conclusion. If all of the children supposedly had the potential to wield this so-called Spiritual Qi then we were all basic weapons greater than any martial artist or soldier. And how would you induce absolute loyalty into such beings of power? It all made sense now. Why did Alexander leave that warning? Why were we captured? Why were we all treated like such animals in that prison? It was to induce a sense of loyalty and trust within us.

We all are at the rip ages where we question the world around us, when our lives are stripped apart as hell is trust upon us. Who would we trust ? 

Our Saviours 

As I took a sip of the liquid, I felt it melt in my mouth, and an undescribable taste registered in my mouth. Words couldn't express it as I felt the velvety liquid flow down my throat and chest to my stomach. "That's good. You must eat " Shen-Nung's congee"." The woman said with a smile.

Placing the bowl down, I asked," What is your name?"

"Ah, my apologies, my name is Xu Wen'an. As you have previously seen I am a member of the Demi-human tribe, Karenni." She said with a bow.

As I looked around the room, I noticed a few weapons hanging on the wall. A pair of long knives with intricate designs etched on the blade and a bow and arrows made of some kind of dark wood. The sound of the bubbling liquids and the smell of herbs and spices created an eerie yet comforting atmosphere.

As I finished my meal, I couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion and fear. Who were these people and why were they doing this? Was I just a pawn in their grand scheme? I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to this than what was being revealed to me. I needed answers, and I needed them fast. I knew that I had to tread carefully, for one wrong move could mean the difference between life and death. I couldn't trust anyone, not even the kind-hearted woman who had just served me a meal. I needed to find out the truth and uncover the secrets that lay hidden in this mysterious place. But for now, I needed to rest and regain my strength before I could make any moves. As I lay down on the bed, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for me in this strange and dangerous world.

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