LOGINThere is a War being fought that stretches beyond eternity. Waging that War are men and angels and demons and creatures and beings beyond time and space. Thrust into this conflict is a foundling boy who knows nothing of this War but is integral to tipping the balance toward whomever can control him. As a child, Hunter’s world is attacked, and, along with a few faithful retainers and allies, his mother escapes with him, while his father, using his own life as forfeit, stays behind to ensure those he loves escape. Mother and child are pursued. Their retainers are killed while protecting them until they are able to get out from under the net thrown by their enemies. Now, far, far away, not knowing the fate of her husband or people and with no way of getting back, she has only herself to raise and protect her son. This is the story of what comes after, of a boy alone, having raised himself, by himself, for half his life. Then the powers that inform and rule that world become aware of him, of his power, his potential. In their ignorance and conceit, they awaken the true nature of the child, and a war, of unimaginable proportions to shake the heavens, comes to their doorstep, and the boy they thought to use, and later kill, is the only thing that can save them.
View MoreSansan Carell, seorang laki-laki berusia 26 tahun yang hidup di dalam keluarga sederhana di sebuah pedesaan. Ia merupakan anak titipan dari seorang laki-laki Milyarder di Negaranya. Ia sangat tampan, baik hati, penurut terhadap orang tua angkatnya, dia juga sangat bijaksana, ia hidup dengan tenang, indah dan asri di desa itu sebelum kehidupan barunya hadir.
Ia dilamar oleh seorang wanita yang lahir dari keluarga kaya raya, mengapa seorang lelaki dilamar oleh seorang perempuan? Ya, karena sang wanita tidak mau dijodohkan oleh kakeknya yang terkenal arogant dan kejam. Sehingga ia memutuskan untuk melakukan pernikahan Kontrak dengan Sansan Carell. Dalam perjanjian tersebuat, tertulis bahwa mereka melakukan pernikahan kontrak selama tiga tahun. Wanita tersebut bernama Soraya Lindsay, wanita yang elegant, cantik, seksi dan juga penyayang namun pemalu.
Hingga suatu saat tibalah hari penting dalam keluarga besar Lindsay.
"Hari ini, adalah ulang tahunku! Kuharap, semua anak-anak dan cucu-cucuku menjadi manusia yang sukses dan terkenal dimasa yang akan datang Bersulang untuk hari ini!" Kakek Lindsay mengangkat gelas minum menandakan pesta di mulai.
Hari ini adalah pertemuan tahunan keluarga besar yang terkenal di Kota Helix. Yaitu Keluarga Lindsay yang diadakan setiap tahun. Dalam pertemuan tahunan ini, ratusan orang berbicara serempak.
Dengan suara yang lantang serempak dan sangat kuat, mampu mendukung dan menginspirasi semua orang yang hadir dalam pesta.
Seorang anggota senior dari Keluarga Lindsay tiba-tiba berdiri, dan berkata dengan lantang, "semuanya, keluarga kita bisa sampai sukses seperti ini karena dukungan dan doa dari kepala keluarga. Hari ini, kalian para generasi muda, silahkan untuk memberikan hadiah kepada kepala keluarga, sebagai tanda kejayaan dari keluarga Lindsay!"
Setelah selesai berkata demikian, beberapa generasi muda yang hadir itupun mengeluarkan hadiahnya masing-masing, dan mereka berbaris dengan tertib. Tapi, sesosok pria lemah lesu tiba-tiba dengan cepat masuk ke dalam villa besar Keluarga Lindsay. Ekspresi pria itu pucat, seluruh tubuhnya berlumuran dengan darah segar.
Sansan Carell, ia adalah menantu Keluarga Lindsay yang tinggal di rumah mertuanya. Di mata orang lain, Sansan Carell ini tidak ada artinya sama sekali. Karena, setiap harinya ia tidak melakukan apapun.
Kecuali menganggur sepanjang hari dan hanya bermain-main menikmati menjadi seorang menantu pengangguran. Ia juga tinggal, makan dan minum dengan gratis tanpa melakukan apapun di Keluarga Lindsay. Ia selalu dianggap sampah oleh mertuanya.
"Kenapa kamu baru sampai sekarang?" tanya Soraya Lindsay yang segera menarik Sansan Carell dengan suara yang pelan, karena takut kalau penampilannya sekarang ini akan terlihat oleh anggota keluarga yang lainnya.
Sansan Carell menarik nafas dalam-dalam, "Aku, adikku kecelakaan saat mengantarku kesini, dan saat ini aku sangat membutuhkan banyak sekali uang untuk operasi!" ucap Sans dengan panik.
Saat Soraya akan menjawab ucapan Sansan, mertua dari Soraya menjawabnya terlebih dahulu, "Adikmu kecelakaan? Apa hubungannya dengan keluarga Lindsay? Hari ini adalah hari penting! Hari ulang tahun kakekmu, apa kau menyiapkan hadiah untuknya?" cetus mertuanya yang bernama Tasya Lindsay.
"Ibu, uang yang kau berikan untuk hadiah itu, sudah aku bayarkan terlebih dahulu ke rumah sakit, dan sekarang aku hanya butuh membayar sisanya, Bu." Sansan Carell selesai berbicara, ia menundukkan kepalanya.
"Apa kamu bilang?” ekspresi wajah Tasya Lindsay tiba-tiba berubah menjadi muram, "Aku sudah pernah bilang, kalau sampah seperti kamu tidak akan bisa melakukan apapun. Sekarang aku tanya padamu, siapa yang mengizinkanmu untuk menggunakan uang itu untuk membayar rumah sakit?" lanjutnya dengan kesal.
"Silahkan kepada Soraya Lindsay dari Keluarga Lindsay, dan suaminya Sansan Carell, untuk memberikan persembahan hadiah ucapan kepada Kakek Lindsay!" ucap pembawa acara didalam pesta tersebut.
Begitu perkataan itu ddilontarkan semua orang mengalihkan pandangannya ke arah Sansan Carell. Sorotan mata mereka menunjukkan sedikit keraguan kepadanya. Karena dari penampilan Sansan yang banyak sekali noda darah ditubuhnya.
"Apa yang terjadi dengannya? Di hari pertemuan tahunan yang penting dan bahagia ini, kenapa seluruh tubuhnya berlumuran darah?" ucap salah seorang dalam keramaian.
Sansan Carell memaksakan senyumnya dan menguatkan dirinya, berjalan ke depan Kakek Lindsay, "Kakek, aku ingin meminjam uang kepadamu. Adikku kecelakaan mobil, dan sangat membutuhkan sejumlah uang untuk menyelamatkan hidupnya," ucap Sansan dengan gemetar.
Hunter arrived at the Armory. The bow was not there. From Master Philip’s memory, he thought they would be. His calmness and focus made him unemotional. (The Beast snarled.) His emotionlessness, however, did not mean he did not care, and the absence of his bow almost broke that calm, made him indecisive. He could not remain, could not stay, but he would not leave without the bow, and if he stayed to retrieve it, there would be a fight, and in that fight, there would be blood and worse. The decision to be made was obvious, easy, and he took it along with a sheathed rapier.A moving shadow captured no light as it flowed through the corridors from cornices, across walls, along ceilings. Suspicions were not roused at its passage, no mind incited to investigate. It was as if neither he nor they existed outside the bubble of their own presence, and inside shadow, the implacable deadness of his features were hidden.The Beast mocked, whispered: Give in. Be unincumbered by the shallow regard
When the alarm came, Poe was still in the Magister’s quarters. They were the first ones at the cell. Master’s Philip’s body was rigid from the cold touch of the serpent, his hair had turned white, and his eyes were wide on some horror only he could see.Poe placed his hand against his chest, and the frown that came to his lips deepened the cragged lines of his face.“There is no wound, but the cloth above his heart is wet. There is also no residual ki anywhere to be found in his body.”In the cell, every surface was covered in a watery sheen. Poe squatted to examine the metal fragments littering the floor. They were hard, brittle. Maybe, with enough force of will, and strength of body . . . just maybe?“What is left of his chains?”“Yes.”The Magister cast his eyes along the lines and face of the cell, to the bolt where a chain had once been fixed.“The room is also depleted of ki,” Poe said.“Has the twin talent awakened?”“He has never shown those qualities.”“Many things he has nev
It was stark and clear as if he lived the moment. But how could he, being but a babe and no more aware of the whole of the world than a newborn could be.It made him angry that such remembrances had been barred from recollection; and there were still more. But that was not a concern he could dwell on. His time was growing short. What was happening within the cell cold not long remain unnoticed by the Master outside.Mind ticked like a clock from moment to memory to emotion. Muscles taught, a spring ready to explode. He had no more time Huner stood as if the shackles at his wrists or the weight of the chains were no account. He stepped forward and the chains, held by the bolt in the floor, snapped tight. He leaned into it, curling his arms forward, getting all the leverage he could.The creeping frost edged beneath the cell door.Hunter relaxed, then surged forward, shocking the metal. It chimed. Rime fell away. Fractures quickened its length, widening into cracks. Iron fragments clatt
While Hunter’s body trembled and muscles strained, his mind remained still. As ki was consumed, the force he had unleashed grew stronger and tried to escape from the hand that checked; and the crystal serpent grew; and the frost crept forward to coat everything in the room.Hunter struggled to halt its advance, and in that struggle another door to memory opened.How far to go? How much travail until they became lost to rival ambitions which had invaded her world, her cities, here home. They counseled fleeing to the edge of shadow. the unknown, the Dark from notice became lost from the could no longer be found, until he could not be found. Many lives had been sold in their flight. Moving between worlds, battling fiends and foul beasts as they fled, and resting when they could.They had been traveling for days, weeks, and there had been no more attacks. They had reached beyond or lost those who pursued them. According to the World Walker, they would be there soon, but fatigue had overta






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