The will of the creator

Chapter 3: 1.2 – soul


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The following day,

The heads of the village gathered at the church of indepence. A white quartz building standing at the center of the town with yellow, golden, black tinted windows.

“So, does anyone possess any information as to why two strange men were outside our walls?”

“No one here has a clue. Why would you ask a idiotic question like that? We’re all here for the same purpose, simply trying to figure at as to why someone would try to sneak into our village”

“Only probable cause would be neighboring villages trying to check up on our current living situation”

“But that makes no sense. Why sneak in at night? Why not send a few men during the day to act as spies, taking the role as passengers”

“You've made a  good point, Aston. Their reasoning behind such actions does not add up.but we have no evidence to back up our theories.”

“Next time tell Zay not to take aim and shoot without reason”

The men and women in this room are the heads of the village or rather the overseers of everyone's actions.They watch over everyone and make sure conflicts are solved in a good manner.

Xavier, the war general of combat for the village's battle affairs and conflicts. He has held this position for several years, conquering many lands and dungeons.

Mandela the mage, she stood out amongst all the women of the village. She had a tall figure of 6ft tall with long pure light pink hair. as she wore a wide black gown with a black fedora to coexist with her attire. She has made great achievements throughout the lands making her name known far and wide. She teaches young mages who wish to grow in power and healers who wish to grow their mana.

Ashton the wicked, a middle aged man no different than the rest in appearance besides his gray old toned hair. He doesn't have a good reputation with the village folk but his fellow seers know his worth and power. Before coming to this village he was wicked man wanted by many nations for treason and murder, but he has changed his ways and now wishes to grow as a person. Unfortunately some of his wicked ways still exist within him.

Kuma the wild, he's known as the strategist and the smartest within the village, possessing battle knowledge from the last 1200 years with excellent guidance and military warfare skills. Some would call him strange with his orange hair and a monkey tale? 

Arthur Western the redeemed ruler of the villages. Not a lot of people in the village know the full extent of power, nor do the fellow seers. But some have said one clash against his sword and you’ll know true power.

“Well since none of us know, I will be heading back home now. My wife has been very pushy about me being late coming back home from meetings” (Xavier)

“Oh that's right your newborn daughter Aster, correct? Haha i hope she grows into a great warrior, may it be a mage or a millennial.” (arthur)

“I wish greatly for her growth as well. Maybe she'll even surpass her father as a war general in the near future” (kuma)

“Hahaha i hope so indeed, and may her name even touch the heavens, but now i must leave may you all have a great evening” (Xavier)

Xavier moved back from the tablet, raising his hand in the air casting teleportation magic upon himself, appearing in front his house soon after

“Lets keep a watch on the village walls at night for at least 2 weeks, just in case any more intruders come by. And make sure we tell zay not to burn their souls this time with his arrow. Reviving them would be a more difficult process than it already is” (arthur)

“I'll head over to their remains and revive them” (mandela)

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“Alright, just be careful and watch out for any lingering magic they could’ve casted before death” (arthur)

Mandela headed towards the outskirts of the village wall while the other watchers disbanded off to do their duties.

Mandela had arrived at the scene 

“These poor souls, having to be burnt by pure unrich flames. But now it is time for you to rise once more” (mandela)

Mandala raised both of her hands together, pressing them against each other making a sign of  prayer. Soon after, a pink magic circle appeared in front of her hands.

“Soul reconstruction: gods aid “

The magic circle from her hands moved outwards and flipped flat and its back, ascending higher into the air expanding in size. The magic circle was big enough to the point that it is casted over the entire village, making residents question what's happening. Soon after a black 3-D sphere arose from the middle of the circle, moving over to Mandela's location.

“You wish to speak with undead souls who have done unforgiven sins, so for that fact alone they have been sent to hell my world. I am satan Xll, I will allow only 5 minutes of communication, since you lack the mana to sustain anything longer.”

“I understand” (mandela)

One white droplet fell from the magic circle spinning around in circles at top speeds. Until a human body is materizaled

“I'm back in the human world?” the man had questioned his own reality with the most confusion

“Yes you are, you were stuck down by our archer and were revived from the soul purpose of questioning” (mandela)

“There's no need to question me. I already know what you wish to know, due to my passive ability. Well to make this short and sweet we were hired by a king but I will not say a word about his name. I may be a devil in human skin but I have my own pride.”

“I will allow you not to speak his name but please answer my question, what did he seek from our village?” (mandela)

“A bad omen has arisen and it may be in your village, or what my king has  told me. It is the rebirth of dar-”

The man's body suddenly disappeared in front of mandela very eyes

“Satan what has happened? My mana still has much to spare for communication” (mandela)

“This is not my doing, it is the world. But i must take my leave now, or i might end up disappearing myself” (satan)

The magic circle shrunk at an immense rate, disappearing over the village's view.

“What an interesting turn of events, i must tell arthur and the others” (mandela)

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