User blog:GoldenDiva/False Idol

Warning:what lies beneath is a random guy's fiction.It is NOT a professional work(it's not even work,really),so chances are you are going to cringe alot while attempting to read this garbled mess I've wrote.if you somehow manage to reach the end of this without too many excursions to the toilet because you couldn't handle this abberation,then say whatever you wish to say.I might make more of this one and others if only a few people vomit through the ordeal.So,yeah,welcome to the start(and end?) and here is a paper bag,you'll need it here.Yours truly,

The abberant known as GoldenDiva.

Chapter 1, Retraced
It is 4 pm in a small town.The sun's orange gaze is setting to the horizon as people settle for a mass community picnic the city had establied for their own ever since the town was freed from tyranny of the order.Once a lifeless mining's village,the city,reshaped by a outraged lilim by the bleak commoners,the new realms quality of life have greatly increased.It is in this reborn place that a strange sight have been noted by the citizens on their way to the picnic...make that two strange sights...

Indeed,more than a dozen reported to the guards that they saw two ladies dressed like royalty walking among them with a fixed gaze on a perticular path.That path was leading to a house where the carpenter Brendon is living.The tower captain explained to each of them,without tiredness that the two guests were actually expected a few days ago and that they have nothing to worry about.

The first one was wearing a shining golden tiara over her head with an emrald jewel adoring the center.Her arms had two small gilded serpents rolling over then so well they almost seemed that they were part of her.They both have a pair of purple,smallers jewels fitting the eye sockets of the immobile snakes.Her neck was blessed that an ankh that glowed at times for an unknown reason,depending on what direction she was facing...like it's tracking something,or someone... The waist of her hands and her ankles were decorated by finely crafted bracelets shaping eyes.As for her clothing,it looked very ancient considering it bore certains symbols that were unrecognizable by everyone around.The one wearing all of this had a noticibly darker skin than those of the villagers,answering their worries about strangers walking their town.And yet,her beauty made every man's head turn to get a good sight her figure,her face and her exotism from a different settlement.Too bad her giant pet snake, doused in crismon red,made them carry on with uncomfort.

The other lady had long ears raied to the sky like the tip of a spear.She had her arms covered in a jet black fur that pulsed with foreign magic as well as her feet with small but sharp claws at their end.her hair,also black,were slick and glithered in the falling sun,reaching the middle of her back.Her skull sleeps under a tiny,paw-shaped hat that fitted well between her ears.The back of her head had falling strings of gold that complimented her hair.However,the most intriguing part of this one was what she caried alongside.A gold sheath with a sword covered her left side of the waist while her right hand was busy carrying a staff with an elaborated egyptian eye,also gilded.

As they got closer to the target's home,more and more people turned their head to them,trying to figure out what they wanted with the carpenter.Most,however,recalled the other one that once walked among them a few months ago in the exact direction the ladies were heading for.He,back then,had came in a critical time when a order platoon sought to re-capture the town for their mining potential and pushed them all.

Arrived at the carpenter,the one carrying the staff,knocked on the door to see a kikimora dressed in their typical maid outfit save her blue hair answer,stunned a bit by their bizzare attire.The carpenter,however,were expecting them and asked her to guide them in to their living room.As the pharaoh sat on the sofa and her guard stood besides,Brendon came out of the kitchen with plate of pastry while his maid brought the necessary for tea with two cups filled for the guests.

"My dear Layla,that tea is just wonderful,perhaps we should get some when we return" were the first sentence her majesty,Melonia,pronounced at her guard after keeping silence in the city.

"Indeed it is.Should I place a command for her majesty?" her guard asked.

Brendon and his maid were dumbfounded at this casual conversation the "guests" were having about tea and where to command it,especially when the matter they came to discuss was anything but ordinary.Neverless,the kikimora suggested giving them a dozen of bags for tea,which was accepted.

After 30 minutes of diverse subjects about the town and it's culture,her majesty suddenly changed her gaze from relaxed to a serious one as she lay her glass cup,reunited her hands under her chin and stared directing at the carpenter.

"Brendon is it?You do know why we're here,right?"

Seeing this,he shifted position to better talk about what had happened a few months  ago.

"You want to talk about HIM!"

Barely hearing this,Layla began playing with her hair slightly,obviously uncomfortable at what was going to transpire.

"Yes,if you don't mind,we would like all the details about his presence here.And seeing how you invited him here,we thought you could provide us with information regarding his motives."

"Very well" he replied, "I'll tell you everything I can recall when he was here."

"Everything began 5 months ago.Ever since that lilim gave us our bright town back,we rebuilded evrything to make everyone feel at home,including the waves of newly wedded couples such as myself and my dear wife.The maid blushed a bit before sitting on brendon's lap and laying on his chest.

"The tyrant that was gouverning our town swore retribution as he was evicted along his Order nobles and merchants.The week after our saviour left to answer a call to Lescatie from another or her kind,Order troupes started attacking our reformed town,only to be pushed back by the new guards we trained under the lead of the new mayor,sirLavaski.While,they held on,repeated attacks had considerably tired both our guards and equipment."

"By the time they sended an entire platoon to bring us to our knees,HE came from the east of our town.Having noticed he brought himself in an invasion,he began fighting our invaders with a golden light coming out of his hands.One by one, he defeated and evicted all of the Order soldier,including their weapons that he broke beforehand.When the last enemy fleeded the city,he went to every injured around and raised them to their feet despite substaining injuries himself.After making sure everyone was accounted for,the benevolent stranger almost collapsed,holding himself up only thanks to his scepter he held to the ground."

"My wife,worried that he might try to overburden himself for people he didn't even knew,invited him to our house where he could tend to his wounds.The day after his coming,I found him sitting on top of our roof,sight-seeing as he called it,the new town.He made remarkes about how different it is from before,leading me to believe he was here before.Since I wished to thank the stranger well,I asked for his name..."

"...Chakam" her majesty whispered.

Brendon nodded.

"Our mayor wanted to thank him personally for sheltering us all at our weakest moment with offering him monetary reward.What he did with it was to immediatly give it to our neighborhood,mumbling something about not deserving anything from anyone.Days after this,he scheduled a bit of time with sirLavaski to offer assisting our guards against futher invasions from our old ruler.He then helped a bit around our town for 2 months,since he was mostly standing guard with his bizzare weapons in the north gate."

"He had two razor-sharp discs on his back,both decorated with drawing of claws on them and a scepter breathing golden flames from the inside held by his left hand.He sat in front of the gate and stared straight into the path before him,checking anyone walking toward him.At the end of the second month,the Order sent yet another platoon consisted of their elite troops,the old ruler's personal army."

"Unwilling to let them wreak havok in the city,the stranger used his magic from the sky to encase all the outside walls in a ray of light to protect them from any assault.because of that,the tyrant was forced to settle this with our outside guards in front of our city.It is there that the stranger...then summoned a foreign coffin out of the ground and muttered words in another language that made it open.Inside was a giant hand that he ordered 'out of the coffin.Soon enough,our guard began cheering as he and his summoned were cutting a luminous path to the tyrant,incapaciting everyone in his way without killing them.Those cut down by him were binded to the ground by lightning,vainly attempting to move."

"Reaching the tyrant,he was soon forced to fight his mage Becken and the warrior Juralm,the tyrant's left and right hand during his reign.With a word or two,the stranger then pointed at the sky,glowing in gold and sending a glimmer of this aura to the sky.Respondling accordinly,the giant gauntlet tore a bit at the sky like paper and from the open wounds,two solid rays came forth,pointed directly at the mage and warrior,who both dropped their weapons in fear.Unwanting a most painful death,they attempted to flee the battlefield only for the stranger to give the attack order.The rays diagonally struck the two,breaking their armors,the other weapons they had and emprisonning them both.Seing this,the remaining guards all ran away in terror from the stranger,abadoning the tyrant and fleeing to anywhere but where the stranger stood.The tyrant also tried to run,but he and his two proégés were captured by our guards and brought back to the city as war prisoniers."

"With the tyrant captive,his fortune was soon unaccesible to his other allies and the attacks died permanently.The next day,he told us that he was leaving since we wouldn't have to worry about the Order anymore.He went to where the sun was setting and never came back."

"I see" her majesty pondered " but,have you heard about his techniques?"

"I'm sorry ma'am,but techniques?"

"Yes,what color were his rays that you described?"

"Well,the guards often talked to us about the battles they fought along him.They Once in a while said un union that while his magic was like the sun,it's color bore a pale yellow,like it was getting sick."

"Sick?"

"Indeed.It apparently was as if the caster had a condition that affected his potency."

As the carpenter finished his sentence,her majesty looked directly at her bodyguard who did the same,thinking the same thing.Melonia then returned her attention to the carpenter.

"Anything else about him?"

"Well.."

Brendon lifted his wife gently to get himself up and went to a closet.After searching for a few seconds,he came back with an elaborate clothing,decorated with gold bit here and here.there were two long bandages with foreign words that he couldn't read.But,he brought the clothing to Layla.

"He gave me those as a thank-you and told me I could sell them for a small fortune.Sceptic, I asked why would he give me those fine clothes.What he said was..."

He hesitated about recalling the next sentence but her majesty nodded him that it was okay.

"...he told me in a grave tone that...

...he couldn't afford to bring any more shame to his homeland...to his kin."

Layla the bodyguard, lose composure for a milli-second before regaining it.Her majesty,noticing that,decided that it was time to resume their travel.Asking Brendon to point to the direction where the stranger went,he pointed to the south,where a ruler of her own nation and her close friend and guard would travel to.With the stranger finally tracked,they would find one of their own,lost somewhere around the globle,to bring him back home....

...

Somewhere in a windy rockland,a man walk ever slowy,bearing a poncho,a fissured mask that didn't leave the bearer's face since a long time,a pair of brown used pants for treading arid locations and bandages covering everything not clothed.The man sought to find shelter under the violent wind that threated to blow him away.He staggered along the road to a nearby cave,empty.In here, he sat in a elevated rock to look at an old picture while removing his mask to reveal a young man with brown hair and the lower face wrapped in bandages.His face saddened as he stared at the broken picture showing two children.The first one was an anubis timidly holding a small staff while hiding behind it.The second one,a boy grinning at the camera with the nation's other ruler,Jericko the Sand Lord with one knee down,his hands over both their heads,winking at the camera.Seeing as the wind storm would keep up,he set up camp in the cave.At night,he summoned a sacrophagus,full of water with an orange glow to it.As he lay down inside,it began to close.Falling asleep,one thought briefly appeared in his dark mind...

"...Layla.....

....what have I..."