Mag-log inHis name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina – a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive – the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?
view moreMatapos ang buong maghapon na pagtitinda sa palengke ay napapasiyahan ni Clarissa na umuwi na pagkatapos niyang magtinda ng bagoong. Dala-dala niya ngayon ang isang balde ng natirang bagoong. Iuuwi niya iyon sa bahay dahil ititinda niya ulit iyon kinabukasan.
"---Mga kababayan,hinihingi po naming ang inyong suporta. Sana po ay iboto ninyo si Manong Ricardo Esquivel para sa pagka-Congressman. Maraming Salamat po sa inyong lahat!" biglang dumaan ang campaign car ni Ricardo Esquivel, at tumatakbo ang matanda bilang Congressman ng 3rd District ng Pangasinan.
Nag-iikot ngayon ang mga campaigners ng mga Esquivel sa kanilang mallit na bayan sa San Carlos City, Pangasinan. Base sa mga naririnig niya na kuwentuhan sa mga palengke ay malakas ang laban ni Manong Esquivel. Kahit ang kanyang Tatay at ang kanyang Kuya ay pursigidong iboto ang matandang Esquivel.
Naglalakad siya ng mabagal habang hinahabol ng tingin ang papalayong campaign car ng mga Esquivel nang biglang may bumangga sa kanya. Nabitawan niya ang hawak na balde, at natapon ang dala niyang bagoong. Nang mahimasmasan siya ay agad siyang tumayo at tinignan ang taong nasa harapan niya. Nanlaki ang kanyang mga mata nang makita niya na natapon ang buong bagoong sa putting damit ng lalaki!
"Naku, pasensiya na po!" agad siyang humingi ng paumanhin sa lalaking nakabangga niya.
"No, it's alright. May kasalanan din ako dahil hindi ako tumitingin sa dinadaanan ko..." ang agad na responde naman ng lalaki.
"Nadumihan tuloy ang damit ninyo." hindi malaman ni Clarissa kung ano ang gagawin niya.
"Don't worry about it. Alam ko naman na hindi mo naman sinasadya ang pangyayari. Pero hindi ako puwedeng maglakad na amoy bagoong... By the way, malapit lang ba ang bahay ninyo?" ang biglang naitanong ng lalaki.
Parang biglang nag-alinlangan si Clarissa matapos niyang marinig ang tanong ng lalaki. Alam niya kung ano ang gusto nitong ipahiwatig, pero nag-aalangan siya dahil hindi niya lubusang kilala ito.
"Oh, I'm so sorry for my rudeness. Huwag ka ng mag-alala, hindi ako masamang tao. I'm Rafa Esquivel, at ako ang panganay na anak ni Ricardo Esquivel..." ang nakangiting pakilala ng lalaki sa sarili.
Parang gustong lumubog ni Clarissa sa sobrang kahihiyan matapos niyang malaman na anak pala ng isang prominenteng tao sa kanilang probinsiya ang kausap niya ngayon.
"How about you? Puwede ko bang malaman ang pangalan mo?" muli niyang narinig ang tinig ng lalaki.
"Ah, ako nga pala si Clarissa Montecillo. Pasensiya na po ulit sa nangyari." ang hiyang-hiyang responde ni Clarissa.
"Well, makakabawi ka sa akin kung matutulungan mo ako." nakangiting turan ng Rafa.
"A-Ano pong puwede kong maitulong sa inyo?"
"Ngayong kilala mo na ako, at sinisigurado ko sa'yo na hindi ako masamang tao, puwede ba akong makaligo at makahiram ng damit sa bahay ninyo? I can't go walking around like this..." Rafa sincerely pleaded.
Noong una ay nagdadalawang-isip pa si Clarissa, ngunit nagi-guilty siya habang tinitignan ang hitsura ng lalaki. Amoy bagoong talaga ito, kaya pumayag na rin siya sa huli...
"O-Okay. Tara na po at nang makasakay tayo ng tricycle. Bibiyahe po tayo ng kalahating oras bago tayo makarating sa bahay namin." ang paglalahad ni Clarissa.
"That's alright. After you, Clarissa." ang nakangiting responde ni Rafa.
Agad na silang sumakay sa isang traysikel, at tinahak na nila ang daan pauwi ng bahay.
Makalipas pa ang ilang sandali ay nakarating na rin sila sa isang bahay-kubo at iyon ang tahanan nina Clarissa.
Masaya naman sinalubong si Clarissa ng nakakatandang kapatid nito na si Caloy.
"Clarissa, tamang-tama ang dating mo. Nagluluto na ng hapunan si Tatay---!" hindi na natapos ni Caloy ang kanyang sasabihin nang makita niya na may kasamang lalaki ang kapatid.
"Kuya Caloy, kasama ko po ngayon si Rafa Esquivel... Rafa, siya naman ang nakakatanda kong kapatid, si Caloy." ang pagpapakilala ni Clarissa sa dalawa.
"Nice to meet you, Caloy." magalang at sinserong tugon ni Rafa.
Imbes na sumagog ay agad na tinawag ni Caloy ang kanilang ama.
"Tay, lumabas po kayo at may kasamang lalaki si Clarissa!" ang tawag nito.
Mabilis pa sa alas-kuwatro na lumabas ang Tatay ni Clarissa na si Mang Claro.
"At sino ang kasama ni Clarissa?" ang humahangos na tanong ng matanda, habang may hawak-hawak pa itong sandok.
"Ikinagagalak ko po kayong makilala, Sir. Ako po si Rafa Esquivel, ang anak ni Ricardo Esquivel." ang magalang na pakilala ni Rafa sa kanyang sarili.
"At bakit kasama ka ng anak ko?" seryosong tanong ni Mang Claro.
"Hayaan po ninyo akong ipaliwanag ang lahat... Nagkabungguan po kami sa palengke at aksidenteng natapon ang dala kong bagoong sa kanya. Kaya po siya nandito ay para makaligo siya at makapagpalit ng damit." ang mahabang paliwanag ni Clarissa.
Matapos noon ay para namang nahimasmasan sina Mang Claro at Caloy matapos nilang marinig ang paliwanag ni Clarissa.
"O, ano pang hinihintay mo, iho? Pumasok ka na sa loob upang makaligo ka na. Caloy, pahiramin mo muna ng damit si Rafa." ang utos ng matandang lalaki sa anak.
Tuluyan nang ngumiti si Rafa nang sa wakas ay i-welcome na siya ng pamilya ni Clarissa.
"Maraming salamat po, Sir." ang nasabi ni Rafa.
Matapos noon ay magkakasabay silang pumasok sa loob ng bahay...
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Makalipas ang ilang oras.
"Maraming salamat sa pagtanggap ninyo sa akin sa bahay ninyo, Mang Claro. Salamat sa pagpapahiram mo ng damit sa akin, Caloy. At maraming salamat din po sa pag-imbita ninyo sa akin na makisalo sa inyo ng hapunan. Napakasarap po ng adobo ninyo." Rafa politely thanked everyone.
"Mabuti at nagustuhan mo ang luto ko, Rafa." ang nakangiting tugon ni Mang Claro.
"At puwede kang tumambay dito ano mang oras." ang dagdag naman ni Caloy.
"Naku, salamat sa inyong imbitasyon. Mukhang mapapadalas ang pagbisita ko dito." ang nasabi ni Rafa, while giving Clarissa a knowing look.
Hindi alam ni Clarissa kung bakit hindi niya magawang salubungin ang mga tingin ni Rafa. Ito ang unang pagkakataon na nakaramdam siya ng ganoon, at hindi niya alam kung ano ang gagawin.
Naputol sa pagmumuni-muni si Clarissa nang marinig niya ang tunog ng makina ng traysikel. Hindi niya namalayan na may huminto na palang sasakyan sa harapan nila...
***Five years later the kingdom of Aldenor was renamed ‘Empire of Shadow’.Reive and Angelina were awarded the titles of emperor and empress. A year later their triplets were born, two boys and a girl. All three possessed a strong dark gift for twilight magic. In time, they entered the academy their mother had founded, CYANIDE— Central YOUNG Academy for Necromantic Ideology and Demonology Education.Therefore, the royal couple introduced a new fashion for necromancy. Henceforth, all influential families in the empire dreamed of sending their children to CYANIDE, still sometimes jokingly called ‘Academy of Death’.Twenty years on, necromancers had become the main combat unit of the army of the Empire of Shadow. Not one of the neighboring states would even dream of transgressing the borders or otherwise offending the continent’s most dangerous empire.Until the day of his death, Reive saw Ulfricus from time to tim
The order in Ashgenrian sounded more powerful and confident that ever before. Shivers ran down my spine.That very second a small pale shadow formed beside me, a few seconds later it acquired an outline.“Byelndevir!” Reive exclaimed, his eyes opening wide. Such a wide smile appeared on his face that I felt truly happy.“I’m sorry I nearly bit your head off,” the little spirit said, spreading his wings. Real ones, not bones.The dragon was of human size and so took up an impressive amount of space. However, that was nothing in comparison to his former dimensions. I knew his size could now be changed at will – bigger or smaller.“Fantastic!” the necromancer gasped and struggled, then succeeded to stand up from the bed. He went up to the ghost and carefully touched his wing, as if they were blood brothers. “And I didn’t take offense, my friend.”It seemed to me that
“Yes, it can.” I nodded, “When the dead opened their mouths to sing, the earth was filled with the voices of Twilight itself. It was horrifying and amazing at the same time. With each second that passed more and more ghosts appeared. Their numbers grew and quickly surpassed the numbers of the Union Army. They were dressed like military, in ancient cuirass and such like armor. Their sounds were like thunder as they moved amongst the troops of our enemies. Then the living dead on our side moved into their ranks, joining in the song, but not attacking. The warriors of the Union soon began to throw down their weapons and retreat. Several spirits surrounded each of them, shaking their swords and drawing closer as if they were thirsty for the kill.I sighed deeply, shaking off dark thoughts and continued, “And Ulfricus appeared beside me. He introduced himself, I hadn’t known what he would look like. The druid smiled sadly, laid his hand on my shoulder
hree months have passed since I became Queen of Aldenor. Reive has spent the best part of this time lolling about in bed and has only now begun to rise himself. See, I’ve taken upon myself the none-too-easy burden of governing the country.To tell the truth it hasn’t been very enjoyable. Especially having to resolve conflicts with the not inconsiderable number of disgruntled people who wanted to see someone else in power. I had much help. Advisors, mages, military leaders. Those who had come across to our side when things had quieted down a little. When it had become clear that we had a rightful claim to the throne. Reive was the enthroned ruler who had never renounced his crown. And I... I was the Gerhard Ayris’ bastard. The only illegitimate daughter of the recently deceased king.This became widely known not just to the highborn nobles, but to the common people. And, as I understand, not without the help of Asper Glane.The day after t
Reive wanted to watch the sunrise. The first sunrise after hundreds of years in darkness. He woke up just as the amber light of dawn appeared on the horizon. He went out of the cave, taking note of everything as he moved. The zombie was still securely attached to the man and sitting obediently at
“Yeah, it’s a tradition.”Now, I shook my head, “What for?”I really didn’t understand this.“Necromancy’s absolutely useless nowadays. Well, you can raise the dead. But who needs that now?”I tried to spread my hands i
“Sure,” Reive nodded calmly, gesturing to the monster. “Put it here and go out. Wait outside and guard the entrance. And don’t you try to stick your nose in here. See how you’re scaring the lady!” The necromancer gestured with his hand and the horrid scream-producing zombie gave me a nod.
He’d began acting weird, as if his sight had suddenly unfocused. Then, his face reflected deep despair. I wanted to touch it and run my finger over the slightly down-turned corners of his eyes until his confident mocking expression returned, with the light predatory gleam in its very depth.






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