Chapter 11An Untold History Of The Prophecy  Present Date,Marvava. The lights of an unfamiliar nature rolls over the sky, circumferentially meeting with the clouds as the rays of sunlight hit the wet hair on the wet sand of the shore of what seemed to be an empty beach. Rocks and rocks and rocks, sleeping by the side of the river as it moved in and out, washing the rocks and leaving behind an extra shine of smoothness. The eyes twinkled as the forehead crumbled up. The glare and warmth of the half beaming light in addition to bold voices coming from the east side of the shore woke Khloe up from the presumed death.  Her throat, grasping for the removal of what it held, her mouth, moving, her face, drowned in disgust and discomfort. Khloe turned over with her right hand, stamped on the floor. She gushed out the water that filled her mouth before her head tilted to the vague vo

CHAPTER 13The Arrival Of SethGod Of The Pharaohs 1994Continuation from Steven's Tale of the Past Clutching her gown with paramount grip, Steven's wife had her son, John, in a basket. Tears flowing effortlessly down her cheeks, her feet running speedily, her hopes lost, but for what reason? Seen again before stacks of well aged brown mountains with a number of them flourishing. "Arak!" She yelled at great request. Her calls got instantly by the appearance of Arak behind her.  "Hilda!" He spoke up, clothed in a mediaeval hooded garment which the breeze blew in its direction of interest.  "Steven isn't back!" "His killer sent a note." "What ever it was, it is coming for John!" "Please!" "I need to keep him safe!" She cried at the toes of Arak.  "Choices are regrettable actions." "He will grow to be of power, surpassing all

CHAPTER 15Embodiment Of Nature  "I do not understand, How exactly is this question coming up? Hilda is my wife, your mother!" Steven hastily replied as silence struck loudly.  Maria slowly stood up, and watched me trying to dampen the rage inside of me. "Why the hell...am I...being lied to!" "Why?" I yelled angrily causing Steven to slowly levitate above ground level, holding his throat tight and running short of breathe.  "Answer me!" "First you come claiming to be my father, secondly, you bring back to past of my best friends death to me and now, my mothers'."  "John!" A feminine voice called. It was Hilda. "Do not fucking...say a word!" My face was already teary. I felt the pain that he brought back.  "John!" "I said do not!" "Just about to yell at who ever called me, everything suddenly froze by the sw

Chapter 17The Misuse Of Power I The night owl cried in the depths of night as sight moved, aim focused, towards something, or someone. It was so quiet that you wouldn't tell if someone was asleep or silently awake. The swoosh sound of a heavy wind was heard from a corner as sight moved towards it. Towards the room where the witches performed the act on John. Surprisingly, the sound came from a dream, From Maria's dream. As for the rest of them, they were all asleep.  Catching a glimpse from her dreams. The wind blew heavily on an empty street. The desert wind flushed the plastic bags and everything on the road to the corner. This was the same dream John had. She stood farther and saw someone at the side of the road, laying still and perhaps comatose. She squinted her eyes for better view of what she was seen. Tucking part of her hair behind her ear, she slowly took steps towards the pers

CHAPTER 19The Arrival Of Hades Thanks to Green, the host of Arakah was successfully rescued from the tempest grip of Hades. I walked out of a chamber where he was laid, recovering from his slumber. Perhaps, The force of Arakah wasn't yet present to him. All that we had been through perhaps is about to end with two alternatives. After unfortunately not defeating Hades, the script of the prophecy has come to an end. All that is left is a final battle. Either I conquer Hades or Hades conquers all creation. Thought being raised in my head as I awaited Khloe to come out from the inner chambers where the ritual happened. Sitting on a heavily designed couch in the Palace Of King Butt, having my hand by the sides of my head trying to massage my thoughts.  The door knob squeaked gold as it turned over. The colossal ornamented palace door opened up to Khloe's presence. Two guards by the side of th