XVIII

The Hive, located by the end of a ridge of New Colonia cliff-formerly called as the sacred cliff, Atla, is an expansive steppe; people-construct land where the three species of hybrid tribe reside in and makes a camp. Lead by Vibia, daughter of the late-King Asofiram and the soon-to-be queen of the Hive.

Their dwelling, dome appearing huts are built encircling the Sevon- a mystical tree named after the first queen of Colonia-the place in the ruined kingdom of Zuotia where hybrid tribe people originated from, and apparently where the name New Colonia was derived from.

Hybrid tribe is among the first tribes in Zuotia- The people of these tribes are not of Aliyon's blood, and have been living since the first Zuotia, unlike the other tribes that were directly conceived by Aliyon as his offsrping.

 For an unknown reason, the Sevon in the Hive isn’t actually a tree but a huge elongated metal stuck in the solid ground. It seems that the DEOS removed a fraction of their memory about it, thus, they never bother question its appearance.

A crisis is approaching their land, as the sound of marching wasp soldiers slowly becomes audible to the Hive.

‘’The wasps never visited us without disturbing the peace in our place. And now, they are going here armed with weapons??’’

PRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRPPRRRP~

They sounded it, the thundering roar of lavishly decorated walrus horn- a horn specially made by the craftful walruses; that are currently missing along with Aliyon. And by the end long blowing of horn, numbers of fast-moving arrows were shot to them.

The people of the Hive quickly run toward the high exteriors of their huts.

‘’So, they’re really attacking us… these wasps… We never understood what’s going on with their minds… We live with them since the beginning, yet they chose to strike and create a boundary within our little spaces. Solely for the reason of declining our nature to help.’’

‘’The five species in Colonia once live together?’’

‘’Yes. All the five species of Colonia are once a single specie… Wait why are we talking about these things? The Hive is being attacked?’’

The fixated soil of the Hive is slowly cracking as they talk, and everyone except for Niru and the Princess seems to not notice it. Darkness sprout in the cracks of ground, their feet are levitating in air, but the above remained as what it is compared to the previous encounters of distortion.

‘’WHAT IS HAPPENING’’

‘’… I accidentally summoned the distortion…’’

‘’Distortion?? But this is much horrible, I can summon the distortion too as the other tribe leaders but this is just a terrifyingly un-great view.’’

‘’That’s strange… The distortion has always been this horrible… Anyway, let’s move, before the wasps make a move.’’

‘’Soldiers aren’t granted the power of distortion…’’

‘’That’s good. This fight is for us.’’

The wasps’ soldiers being unaware of the distortion, time seems normal, but what’s happening behind their realm and senses is Niru secretly casting ‘’Timeline shatter’’. To them, time would run normally, but for Niru, all their movements are almost steady.

‘’How did you do that???’’

‘’I learnt this from a dream. The secret to the subtlety of distortion is… to think sharply.’’

‘’I didn’t know that…’’

While the wasps are frozen in their place, Princess Vibia have already secured his people inside the Sevon.

The mastery of distortion hangs on one’s state of mind and focus. This mysterious occurrence is linked to the minds of every awakened people, if a person wants to use it into its full extent, he must first conquer his own mind; a characteristic that the non-awakened people lack for they only function according to what the DEOS declares their functionality.

Niru may have mastered it to some level, but he still lacks on something; He is constantly thinking about his fellow people, the friend that assisted him even in the face of an unfair war, his father that helped him get over his hardest pain of starving for many years, and ultimately, for the world and humanity-in excessive amount. He has too much to think on limiting his capabilities and prodigious potential- the major reason for his great lacking is overthinking.

‘’Niru, I already placed them inside’’

‘’The power in me can wreck this whole place into nothingness… I have to learn that power… for me to reach that, I have to… maintain a focused mind. For the people… for the days that are coming ahead… I have to…’’

SHHHHKKKK-

An arrow pierced Niru while he was about to pull out an attack to instantly drove the attacking soldiers. His focus was broken into a feeling of agony, disrupting the distortion into taking effect; and bringing forth normality unto the unearthly scenery that the distortion has made.

He missed a second for being slow to think and make a move.

‘’hhhhhaaa….’’

Niru felt a trembling in his feet and arms. He remained standing strong and tried to summoned the distortion again but as the blood drool on his body, his mind won’t give him rest.

Pain negates the abilities of the mind to think.

‘’Why… didn’t I use horari mittere to guard myself…’’

Another reason for his great lacking is, by focusing so much on the current situation, he missed out one important detail; his own safety.

‘’Niru!’’

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‘’Why are you telling me this, is Niru hurt?’’

‘’I just feel like, this is much more important than your history. GAHAHA! Don’t worry he’ll never die.’’

What’s happening is, as the same time as Niru faces up an incoming battle, people from the timeless earth were making fun of him by telling Naran what’s happening in a narrative manner, with the other 12 people from his back all laughing at their backs and clapping.

‘’Tell me what can I do to help him.’’

‘’You don’t want to mess up destiny young boy, trust me.’’

‘’You all talk strange…’’

‘’GAHAHA! You will be too! Lol.’’ Shouted by the person in the name of ‘’Aseptas’’

‘’Lol??? What is lol Aseptas.’’

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‘’If I were just as high as him, I will laugh at him in the face for humiliating himself, what is he doing…’’

TSSSS TSSSSSS

The ‘’above’’ roars in loud earth-shocking sound, much louder than the thunder that were created when Aracel forged the sky and inked it purple. The lightnings that trigger the powerful thunders are crawling in the clouds with its heavenly light. These all happens below a construct of stones carried by a ramming of clouds.  An engraving of text is also there placed in a stone saying ‘’ Deo mont siev Aracel agnus yon yo adre ti’’ which can be deciphered to as ‘’Here lives the cloudsmith, Sky god Aracel.’’ And beside these very words, an image is carved.

‘’After thousands of years in idle, the sky god will exist again, henceforth’’

 DEOS XVIII -END