Seven kingdoms and prohecy

Prologue

Running? Yes, that's what they do for several days. They have to. They have no choice but to do it. If not, their lives will be on the line. They must, for them to be alive.

Limitation? Its far from their mind either it is not important anymore. They have to surpass it. They have to. Even though their body couldn't take it anymore. They must get away. Away from those monsters that chasing them.

But, they are so tired. Any moment their body would fall in fatigue, nonetheless, it is not a concern, what most important is, distance!

Yeah, distance! They should further their distance from those berserker or else they are finished. Those monsters who were thirsty for blood. Their blood. Thirsty to kill. To kill them.

Yes, he remember the day it happened. The day his life changed far from better instead it turned to a nightmare, a very bad nightmare.

It was a peaceful silent night were everyone were asleep on their beautiful slumber. Then, a single wail awoken everyone. That single wail turned to two and so on. The wailing voices became horrifying. The cries of anguished and grieftness wrapped the peaceful silent night.

The dry solid ground turned to a wet crimson color. Bodies spreading everywhere. Dead bodies.

There was no exception! Elder, women and even children lay dead in a horrifying untakable death. Their limbs were cast aways from their own.

The annhilation was monstrous. Indeed it was the work of an evil.

Then, his mother, his kind caring mother dead! She was killed infront of him in a brutal despicable way.

He was there, stunned, petrified and stupified. Taking in, the things happened infront of him.

"Watch out!" A faint voice echoed that brought him out from his thought. Then, he felt his body lifted up from the ground before he stumbled on it as he rolled down in a vigorous way. A sting of pain jolted up from his shoulder as it hit on the huge root of a tree. An echoe of pain came soaring out from his mouth as it resonated.

"Are you alright" the voice asked him laced with worry.

"Am fine." He asnwered shortly. Still wincing from the pain. "Thanks" he said from saving him. If this person did not pushed him hard he's be dead now.

"Focus. We are almost there. Do not give in."

"I know." He stood up so does the person. They continue their halted pace. His breathing was rugged and painful but this was not important like he said. They must make a distance. If enduring everything for them to be safe? He will do it.

Again, they were running. He cursed, when they passed the woods and now their roaming the clearing. A high chance for their chaser to take them down. They have no choice but to pass through it. Taking a diffferent root will hinder them to their destination or else will shorten their death.

Before they could pass the clearing they halted. Infront of them are humanoid creature, same as the one chasing them. Baring their fangs at them were a deadly saliva flowing down from it. Their eyes resembles that of a flame scorching in tremendous malice.

His breath same as his companion heaved irrationaly, in a sync way. They're breathless to be exact. All that running and all, who wouldn't be? Those monsters whose chasing them already caught on them. They were five meters away from them now.

Is this their end? Then inevitable has already drawn. This clearing could be their death ground? Who knows, surely it can be.

Cornered. Yes they are. His knuckles turned white of his strong gripped. All those running they did. All those escaping they've done. All those painful and excruciating days of saving their lives point only to one end. Death! And here they are facing the door of hell.

Nervous? Nah, disappointed maybe. Disappointed for the chase didn't take longer time. He's not afraid of death. Actually he's been dreading of it. There's no one left for him. All he valued most already gone. Nothing left. Just their lifeless remains.

"Giving up already, youngman?" A baritone voice spoke. His head snapped to where the voice came from. Its his companion. His companion face, just like him doesn't showed any hint of nervoussness nor he's frightened. Instead, it shows determination and hope. Yes hope! How could he forget that?

Hope. One word yet so powerful. His companion showed him what's its worth. There's still hope. Hope for his vengeance. Hope for his revenge. If he accept death right now, its as if he insulted the crucial and painful sacrificed of his people.

"Yeah, coming there but, thanks to you, I saw a glimpse of courage there. Just little but enough to not back down."

"Good, you must need that right now. Dont ya' think?"

He smirked amuse. He's right, A little courage can propelled their hope into a highest degree.

"Remember what I thought you." His companion said also known as his guardian.

"Still here. Infact it bloom even more."

"Good to hear"

As like that all hell break loose. Those berserker monsters attacked them. They fought couragely, with all their might and to the extent of their ability. A few minutes passed that seems like an hour ended. The one that chasing them lay lifeless on the ground.

At the age of eight, he already knew all the basic style of fighting. He already reached the epitome of it. He could dance harmoniously in style of fighting. His master says 'he's an exceptional. A natural phenomena of learner.' Its like its been sleeping inside of him, need a right time to undo the seal. That master he's talking about, is beside him catching his breath- his gaurdian.

"Exceptional as always"