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A beautiful Goddess bound in chains, weeping as she watched the destruction of the mortal world. It was her beauty that caused the darkness to raise again. Two powerful Gods fought over her. Erebus ha A beautiful Goddess bound in chains, weeping as she watched the destruction of the mortal world. It was her beauty that caused the darkness to raise again. Two powerful Gods fought over her. Erebus has escaped and she could feel his presence near, being made stronger by the fear of mortals. She could hear the cries of the mortals as darkness swept through the cities of Earth.

Fantasy / Romance
Narisha Rajnandan
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An Unsealed Tomb

Chapter One

An Unsealed Tomb

A silhouetted figure emerged from the path in the misty morning. Sunlight penetrated the forest, brightened the cobblestone trail leading to a lost enchanted temple in Aradeya Forest. The temple had been built in honour of a powerful sorceress named Lavaria. She lived long before humans walked the Earth, before darkness destroyed the mortal world but these are stories lost in history, legends became myths but only her magic lives on protecting the forest.

She stood near a broken pillar glanced at the wooded door. The temple was known for its powerful and rare magic, many spells were performed but lost all it’s magic the moment the Priestess vanished without a trace many years ago. The forest also seem to be effected by this strange darkness that was slowly taking over.

As the silhouetted figure stepped closer towards the wooded door but hesitated, pondering if she should proceed. Taking a deep breath, she courageously placed her quivered hand on the faded symbol.

I, Odeya. Call upon the Ancients to grant me access to this lost Temple.

Let you magic flow within me to unseal.

Let me beyond this door.

Bands of fire outlined strong tapered fingers, meeting at the bottom of her palm and the door swung opened. She stepped in but the Temple was in darkness as she summoned three light orbs, it was bright enough which lit up the entire Temple hall way. “that’s much better!” whispered Odeya.

She focused her surroundings, everything was lost and dull. She remembered from her childhood that the pillars had magical blue vines and the beautiful red leaves had all dried. The glistening red marble floor had no longer had its shine, there were no one fire orbs that lit up the skyroof every full moon. She spend her first 7 years in this Temple and mystified by all the enchantment, now it was all dull and gloomy.

She stood near an ancient bowl or some-kind of washbasin that stood in top of a white pedestal but the mystic red liquid had dried, the only thing was left was the dried flower. She remembered when she was a child, she used to love playing with the steamy red liquid and had gotten herself in trouble many times. She picked up the gem like flower but it crumbled into ash, it had lost it’s essences which permeated the air.

She dusted the ash onto the floor and slowly lowered her hood revealing her silver white hair which gave her a mysterious look of unearthly beauty and her stormy silver eyes could reveal many secrets. What had happened to this beautiful Temple the moment Haniel disappeared she wondered.

Odeya had to know what really happened to Haniel, the priestess that raised her. She was given news that Haniel had vanished while she was in training but could not leave until she completed. She also heard while in training of an ancient Black Rose and a map leading to it, hidden in an unknown Palace, the origin was unknown.

She glanced at the white marble statue of Enualios, she heard a legend of the fierce Greek God of War who formed an alliance with the Japanese Gods but betrayed by his own brother. Odeya had not much information about the Legend but she was curious to know more about the Japanese swords he held. “there is more to the Legend” she whispered. Odeya was always curious about legends and Gods, there was something within her draw her towards Enualios as if she knew him from a past life.

She eveally breaks away from though and goes into Haniel’s private quarters, she could use some sleep after a long journey home but its wasn’t the best place. She felt a chill wind through a broken window, when she stepped closer towards the window she could see a storm brewing in the distance. Storms are rare in this part of the forest. She could feel its power as if the storm was summoned by the Gods. Its was one of her gifts to sense magic in mortals or in the atmosphere.

Her memory of this place felt like a distance dream which was now faded. Odeya realized she could not stay here something wasn’t right about this place. She needed answers to her troubled visions and only Haniel could help. Somehow her disappearance is linked to the Black Rose. She thought of the Royal Library were she could find information or something that is linked to the Rose. It was one of the biggest Library in Arydress and it held many secrets hidden within the seal doors not even the Empress knows what’s behind those doors.

“I will find you Haniel I promise” whispered Odeya.


She found an enchanted black bag which could find it useful, she goes into the store room hoping to get something she could use or a gift for Avril but it was raided, this Temple was left abandoned for many years. Broken bottles, red dust scatted across the floor. She recognised it as fire dust which was used to make camp fires. She found an empty bottle and scooped out some fire dust, it glowed in the palm of her hands. She could feel the heat almost burning. As she poured the dust into the bottle it turned black and the glow vanished. Upon sealing the bottle, though she heard a faint voice, stood for a moment frozen. “Haniel?” she called out.

This Temple was build by the Ancients and she knew that strange things often happens. “Hello! Anyone here?” she yelled out. She wanted and listen to a voice that might portray a person.

Something caught her attention under the ramble, as she removed some broken wood she found an old book. Upon picking it up she felt it’s energy flowing thought her. Strange Rune marking appeared on her right palm of her hand it felt like some magic bound her to the book or was it hidden magic that she was not aware of? She takes the book back to the main hall she knew that the threat has passed so it was safe enough to study the book. Alone in an empty room could bring all her sorrows back but she could not let that happened.

Her hands caressed the cover of the book with the feel of newly-cured blue dyed leather. She had seen the symbol before while in training but never asked what it meant. Slowly opened the book but felt no magic or spell that could reveal a curse.

The pages were very old and it felt thick, it had a brownish colour but the letters were dark red as if it was written in blood. She gazed at the first printed words:

Guardians of Villadon

Soldiers of God

Novayin Greeks


Hidden Shadow

Fierce Dragon

Brutal Cerberus

Spirited Storm

Blood Assassin

Ancient Serpent Sea

Odeya tried to make sense of it but nothing comes to mind but the word Shadow sounded so familiar. Her visions revealed a powerful warrior or God chained onto a stone table and somehow she figured that this is linked to some-kind of Shadow. Most of her visions were dark but slowly tried to put the pieces together.

She turned to the next page:

Ancient Sea Dust & Mist

The most rare ingredient to find and powerful enough to summon a deadly storm on land or at sea. This rare item can only be found in a place of the Gods.

The rest of the words had been faded, Odeya could not make out the letters. Had the book lost it’s magic she wondered. The other pages were blank, her finger ran down the pages hoping that it could reveal more but nothing happened. She decided to take the book with her so that she could restore its lost magic. She found a grey bag with red symbols, as she placed the book and the fire dust into the bag, she heard a something fall in the store room. She strap the bag across her shoulder and went to inspect.

It was her Lion Cub that she adopted. “Astarlin” she yelled.

“Im so glad to see you” she said.

She kneed down to cuddle her beloved Astarlin after so many years away, it was a first gift from her birth mother. An enchantment Cub was rare to Odeya, it never aged. It was magic that Odeya could not understand but her training helped her have a better understanding and how magic works. This enchantment was not done by any mortals.

“maybe it’s time we return home before the storm gets worse, don’t you think?” A soft roar came from the cub and she took it as a yes. She could feel a slight chill in the air, could it be from the storm she wondered. She then noticed a mysteries red mist forming on the ground. “this can’t be good” she whispered.

As the mist swirled around her she stood frozen. It felt like a dream or a time void, as the mist covered everything there was no escape. “Astarlin!” she yelled. Something was not right, she realized that she was no longer in the Temple. The floor became soft and mushy. She needed to find a way out of the mist so she summoned a mist orb to guide her.

After a while she felt a warm breeze and the mist began to thin which was a relief. She felt sunlight on her skin when she finally emerged from the mist. A colossal gold statue of a mysterious God stood before her holding up a huge fire ball but it looked more like the sun. It never occurred to her but that statue could be one of Helios, the Titan God of the Sun. “why am I here?” she whispered. A feeling of warmth passed through her as if the Titan could sense her presence and was drawing her closer. It was only at this point that she became aware that a massive Palace stood behind the statue. There was a long suspension bridge leading to the Palace. “could this be the Palace of Helios?” she wondered. “what magic has brought me to this place and why? Was it you Helios?”

She listened but the only sound she heard was the howling wind. She wondered if the Titan was present in this Palace or was it build by mortals just to honour him. She had no intention of meeting a Titan or any other fearsome God but she had to know for sure. She took the first step, each square block on the gold bridge had a painting of a silver sun which was strange to her, the sun symbol was meant to be gold signifying Helios or Apollo. Why was it silver, she wondered? Thick ropes held the bridge in place, it glowed when she held onto the rope but the glow disappeared the moment she let go. Columns of thin silver chain-like ropes on each side which gave it a unique look and style. She wasn’t sure if it was solid gold which tempted her to investigate. Gold was extremely rare in Eradonis and the discovery of a large amount of gold will make her rich and will put the Empress to shame but this belongs to someone.

She took another step onto the gold block refocused on her task of getting across. Although the bridge was steady, it continued to shake with every step she took and she hated every moment of it. When she looked down at the river and realized how high above she was it sent a terrifying chill down her spine. She dared not fall into the raging water.

She let out a breath of air and processed again but the moment she looked straight ahead, a little girl stood at the end of the bridge. Odeya froze, although she looked more like a Goddess she could feel her rage. Her wings were blood red, Odeya realized that she was a Guardian of the dead but not for mortals. They were created by God himself to protect ancient tombs of Gods but who was she protecting she wondered. Her knowledge of magical creatures and Goddess came useful to her. Some strange magic has brought her to this unknown Palace, she thought of Haniel but the Priestess didn’t possess powerful magic. Odeya felt that she was not meant to be here but the only way to return home was to move forward.

The moment Odeya stepped forward she let out a raging scream, an invisible force passed through her but she held her ground. It was some warning telling her to stay back and things were about the get worse when she heard a loud snap. A rope supporting the bridge had snapped. Then another loud snap above, she looked above her to see the sold red and gold rods that attached the ropes had fallen off.

The wooden walkway below her began to buckle. “No! Please don’t do this to me now” Odeya held onto the rope when the bridge broke off, she hit the side of the cliff hard. Her entire body racked with pain and could barely hang on, eventually losing her grip. As she fell, she felt her strength vanish the moment she hit the raging water.

She managed to surface but struggled for breath. The water’s current was too strong and swept her away. At the end there was a massive waterfall, there was no escape. She plunged deep into the pool of water and slowly surfaced. Being in a semi-conscious state she felt the water around her became icy and it felt as if she was drifting downstream. Then something within her began to surface, consuming her mind and body as her strength gave in and fall unconscious.


Odeya awakened on a bed, her eyes were still blared. It took a moment to adjust to the light. As she rolled over onto her side, to her surprise she felt soft silk sheets. She paused for a moment to take in the unfamiliar surrounds. “Haniel!” she yelled.

She forced herself out of the bed but the moment she stood, her legs felt like jelly and collapsed onto the floor. How long was she out for? She wondered.

She held onto the bed and slowly picked herself up. As she gained strength, the first thing she noticed was that she was no longer wearing her black dress. It was a short Greek style dress with a thin double gold belt around her waist. Was it a gift from the Gods? Her boots were removed and she could see a silver sun tattoo on her right ankle. What was his intention for marking her? All these questions in her mind made her wary. Still holding onto the bed she glanced around the massive room. Sliver and gold pillars in a semi circle around the bed. She hadn’t seen gold sheets before and a sweet smell in the air, one that Odeya did not recognized. The walls were full of artwork that stretched across the entire walls. The most beautiful work she had even seen, the scenes looked like the Titans fighting for control.

Could it be the war with Zeus? But Odeya didn’t recognize the God in any of the paintings. This was a war of a different era, one that wasn’t in any of the ancient books that she had studied. She stepped closer to one of the painting, there was ancient Greek writings at the bottom. She wished she could stay and decipher the writings but she was in a foreign place.

“Hello!” she yelled.

The room was eerily quiet, she had to find a way out but she didn’t know were to start, there must be a thousand rooms and she was not sure if this palace was safe. She slowly climbed down a few steps, there stood a crystal round table filled with mouth-watering food. Was this another gift from the Gods or it could be poisoned? The smells of the roast pork drew her close, her fingers touched the sticky sauce and she tasted it, hoping that it was not poisoned. She paused for a second, there was no pain or dizziness which was a relief. Her stomach growled as if she hadn’t eaten for days. Odeya broke off a chuck of meat, her fingers sank into the soft meat with each bite she took.

The sticky sauce dripped down her chin but she didn’t care and it had a spicy honey taste which she hadn’t come across in Eradonis. A discovery she intend to find out about but where would she start. It felt like she hadn’t eaten for days and the food was just so heavenly she could not stop eating.

Every bite was like heaven in her mouth but some how this was all very familiar to her as if this meal was something she had in her past. She glanced at a jar filled with a blue liquid which was a rare sight, she dare to taste it. She wiped her sticky hands and reached for the glass jar. A strong feeling of deja-vu. It felt like she had been here before and shared a meal with someone but she could not figure this place out or why she was brought here.

She sipped the blue liquid and she loved the taste, it felt sweet and chilled in her mouth. A refreshing drink clamed her mind but she had to find a way back home. She knew nothing about this place, It wasn’t her world.


After the divine meal she enjoyed, she could not rest until she found a way out and she thought she heard a sound coming from behind the black door.

She bravely walked towards the double doors, she slowly opened it wondering what was awaiting behind the door. There was silence at first but there stood the little girl at the end of the passageway, the girl’s smile brighten her heart. She turned around and headed for an opened door. “Wait!” said Odeya. She decided to follow her and passed through a thin black liquid layer; she nervously took a small breath, discovering that the air below was fresh and sweet smelling. The little girl disappeared into the shadows.

She used her intuitive ability to sense for any traps but found none, she breathed a sigh of relief. Odeya slowly walked down a narrow passageway. The walls were gold with strange looking symbols and marking. She cautiously moved towards the light which lead her into a large chamber. She walked in and noticed her reflection on the shiny floor. The walls covered in paintings, one of which showed a Goddess fighting some shadow. One showed the Goddess sitting in a throne but the painting was damaged, she could not see her face. The last painting was not very clear but she could see that the Goddess is wearing a mask and holding a black shiny box. She walked closer to eight statues in the room, all in a circle holding two swords in each hand which they held in an x formation. Each blade touched the other which formed a link. It looked more like a lost Tomb but were was the coffin she wondered.

Odeya realized that they were guarding a box that was floating in the centre of the circled statues and the source of the light was coming from it. A chill ran down her spine but she had to know what was in it. The box was pure black. She could not take her eyes off this mysterious box. It was as if she was drawn to it. She walked around the statues focusing on how to break the enchantment. Each statue faced a small pool of thin black liquid and she could see a gold orb at the bottom of the pool. She scooped up the black liquid into her hand and it formed a black orb. It was freezing she could not hold it must longer and dropped it to the ground and it shattered like glass and inside the orb was crystal dust.

“What am I doing? said Odeya

Odeya looked at the dust as it glowed and covered the entire floor. The dust covered the eight statues, slowly easting away on the stone of the statues.

“That was too easy!” said Odeya.

She walked towards the box and placed her hand on it but nothing happened. She tried everything to open it but nothing worked. She turned it around and found strange markings on it. Odeya decided take it with her so she packed it away into her bag hoping that she could figure out how to open it later. The light inside the box began to fade and the room became dark. The middle pool slowly started to glow brightening the room. She walked towards on the centre pool and found that it was another orb that was glowing. She reached for it and she held it in her hand.

The orb floats, slowly melting and forming a thin sheet like glass. Odeya looked closely, words form in black which she reads it aloud:

A Journey To The Unknown Land

A World Beyond

Where It All Began


The Fabled Black Rose Will Be A Gift For Only The Strongest

Odeya held the soft glass paper in her hand and the red ink forms a map. “This cannot be true! Does the Black rose really exist?” said Odeya.

Two Bo staffs appeared opposite each other, floating above the pool, a martial arts weapon rarely found in Eradonis. Odeya used her telekinesis to grab the staffs. A rush of energy invaded her body, a light momentarily penetrated every cell of her body as fear disappeared like morning dew and a calmness surrounded her. Its power made her skin tingle as the markings on her hands appear again glowing red. She examined the runes on her hand and staff wondered what they meant. As she pondered the meaning of her discovery, Odeya heard footsteps, too loud and distinct to be mistaken for anything else.

She rolled up the enchanted map and placed it into her black bag. “She’s in here!” she heard someone shout.

Odeya froze, there was only one way out of the chamber but a dark haired man blocked her path, he stood tall dressed like an assassin but he looked more like the God of War. He was huge and getting past him will be a mission. “you have entered a forbidden tomb and you have something what does not belong to you!” he said in a deep voice.

“Tomb? You the Guardian of this box or this tomb?”

What was the force that drew her to this ancient box; was there some dark magic that the assassin was guarding she wondered and somehow all this was linked to Helios.

“Do you think I will return the box without a fight!” said Odeya. He took that as a challenge and stepped forward allowing another group of assassins to enter the room and surround her. Odeya returned the box back into her bag. “So you are the leader of the pack?” Her words angered him even more. He pointed his sword at her chest. “Let me guess” said Odeya. “You are Helios’s personal assassin. So the Titan does know I’m here; this changes things” she said. “You are protecting this ancient box and not the map”

“Map?” he said in confusion. Odeya knocked his blade away from her chest but he slashed viciously at her and blood dripped from her face. The others join in the battle, although she was outnumbered she managed to block their every attack.

Her skill matched their speed and agility but he was not impressed. Hatred building deep inside of him, he could not let her escape. He knocked her down with a force but before he could strike her again she rolled over avoiding his further attack.

The red mist returned swirling around then and she found herself back at the entrance of the Aradeyin Temple. “Thank God!” said Odeya.

She wasted no time and ran to Kitara, her rare pure-white mare who was waiting patiently for her and a gift from her birth mother, a woman she had never known. She mounted her horse but become distressed the moment she saw the assassin materialized from the mist and she lost her weapon in panic.

She urged her horse to a gallop as they headed toward the dense forest. Fortunately, Kitara knew the way home so she freed her hands, reaching deep within to draw upon her magical energy casting a powerful fire bolt towards the Assassin hoping to slow him down but her aim was not steady and she missed him by inches. He continued his charge, determined to cripple his target.

It was difficult riding fast through a forest, avoided the thick trees that blocked her path and an eerie mist grew thick as she rode deeper into the forest. She looked back in an attempt to summon another fire bolt but she crossed a lightning trap. The energy force was so strong it knocked her violently onto the ground leaving her stunned. Her horse disappeared into the think forest. Pain shoot thought her body, although she was weakened she forced herself up leaning against a tree. The mist was so think she could barely see so she closed her eyes.

Reveal my enemy

Footsteps so silent

Let light show me

My enemy’s path

The spell revealed that he was moving swiftly through the forest, straight towards her. In a panic she grabbed her dagger. The assassin, burning with rage came closer to unleash a blow to her head, to finish her faster but she gathered her remaining strength, fighting through the pain, rolled backwards to briefly escape a head-crushing death.

Deep breaths filled her lungs. Still weak from the lightning energy, she knew magic was her strength, so she cast an ancient red vine spell. The vines came from beneath the soft ground and swarmed all around the Assassin. She took the opportunity to disarm her attacker after he defeated her last-ditch effort and she drove her blade into him; missed his heart by a very small margin, she could sense danger as the assassin unleashed a growl, insane with rage, it sounded like he was suffocating on his own hatred. Feeling the blood and heat on her face as she saw her attacker’s last actions were written on his face.

Heavy rain poured which brought a cold chill on her skin as she slowly backed away from him. Something deep inside her stopped her from ending his life. Somehow she felt she knew him and that he was not an ordinary Assassin. She quickly turned away from him to make her escape without looking back. At a safe distance from the Assassin she began to locate Kitara.

Her bare feet sank into the soft mushy ground. She felt the coldness on her feet with each step she took. She was a distance from the assassin which gave her time to catch her breath. The heavy rain spattered onto her skin, making her shiver once more. Her wet hair sticking onto her face as she moved.

She came across a river, she hadn’t been to these parts before. The assassin clearly had pushed her deep into the forest. Odeya stood on the edge of the river, shivering to the bone. She saw Kitara moving slowly through the forest.

She wanted to go to her but the moment her foot touched the water, she froze, the water was unbearable icy for her to cross but she had to get to Kitara, so she pressed on.

The water level reached her waist which made it difficult to cross, deep breaths filled her lungs, frozen from the icy water. She grabbed onto a rock forcing herself forward.

As she emerged from the river, onto a grassy bank, an arrow struck a tree above her. It was like a warning or maybe he just enjoyed the chase.

Odeya got to her feet in no time and ran towards the horse, her fear returned when he began his pursuit once again.

The assassin aimed another arrow, which struck her left shoulder, the pain shot through her body but that didn’t stop her. She looked back for the assassin but he vanished. She scanned around for him but there was no trace of him anywhere. She screamed when she pulled the arrow out but it burned her skin. “poison!” she said.

She dropped the arrow in fear, this was an unknown poison. This could change things for her and she only had her dagger to defend herself. With her magic bag that contained the ancient box was safely around her back, she looked again for Kitara; but she had disappeared again and she was hoping that the assassin hadn’t killed her. Odeya became desperate in her search so she closed her eyes and listen to the sounds of the forest. She was hoping to locate the assassin and Kitara. In the far distance she found her horse but still no sign of the assassin. Something was terribly wrong, how could he shield himself from her magic, no ordinary assassin could do that, there was something deeper within him.

Then to her left the assassin appeared with rage and hatred which took her by surprise. He swung his blade but Odeya blocked his attack with just her dagger but she didn’t have the strength to push back.

“You should have killed me when you had the chance!” he said.

“Wait! Why is this box so important?” she asked. “Surrender now and I will let you live” he said. She looked into his cold eyes and knew that even if she returned the box he would still kill her. She will fight till her last breath. “Not going to happen” she said.

“Then you will die today” he said. She gripped the dagger and sliced him across his chest. Blood spilled onto the ground, a loud roar escaped his lungs and he slashed at her without mercy but Odeya dodged his every attack but she wasn’t fast enough. The assassin sword left a deep slash across her face resulting in blood and sweat dripping from her face. She let out a loud cry but that didn’t stop the assassin. The cuts on her hand, face and a blood stained dress proved that he was determined to end her life in this fight and no mercy was shown from him.

The assassin, angered by her resistance, combined his hatred into a hard hit, as she smashed into the ground, the assassin pined her down with an invisible force. “This ends now!” he grunted. He gripped onto the bag and tossed it aside. “No!” Odeya yelled.

Before Odeya could defend herself, his blade pieced straight into her heart. Her cries of pain did not affect him, without mercy he ripped his blade out.

Her rune markings appeared glowing silver, in a state of shock he glanced at the young woman. Her markings then appeared in the air which created a shield around them.

She slipped into an unconscious state but he sensed that she was still alive which only meant one thing. Her fighting skill matched his but he needed to know for sure so he dipped his finger into her blood and tasted it. “No! You are… Odeya!”

His heart sank, he had been looking for her for years and finally found her. In the mitts of despair, he took his blade and pieced the ground, created a fire circle for protection. He locked his forearm with her, as the shadow energy spiralled around their forearms but he seem to be effected by this energy, he dropped to his knees but did not dare to let go. He finally found his little sister and will give his own life just to save her. A terrible thing he did and will not forgive himself but he couldn’t have known she was his sister. The shadow energy filled every inch of her body, her beautiful silver hair turned pitched black. A shadow energy ripped through his body causing him to bleed but he was not willing to let go. He had to endure the pain even if it kills him. He was transferring his divine power into her and it also healed her wounds but it weakened him and he finally let go. It took every ounce of his strength to ensure that she could live. He fell back and the shield around them vanished, Odeya recovered but remind in a semi-sleep state. He could feel his divine light had faded as he lay on the cold ground.

“Ichiro!” he called out.

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