บททั้งหมดของ The Rejected Quisling: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Amante POV  Something dreary about the mysterious tree made me pause because of the uncertainty of my condition and fear in my mind. It’s that kind of difficulty or impossibility to understand, explain, or even identify a certain phenomenon or a thing that happens, especially one of great importance.I only took a step inside the trunk of the tree, and I already know I ended somewhere in a different realm. The surroundings were pitch black. There does not seem to have a sky, for I saw nothing but darkness, no moon, or stars, not even clouds. It seemed like an endless vast of blackness. Only the tiny, faint light coming from the little fireflies lends a source of brightness to the place.The smell of tobacco polluted the atmosphere, like it was the very air I breathe. There were extremely large trees that seemed outlined in perfect angles with enormous branches hanging out and formed like big open summer umbrellas

Amante POV    It was carelessness on my part to mistake those footsteps as Kapre on guards. The sounds were lightweights and shorts which differed from the heavy and wide foot of the giants of the dark.Their smell reeks of tobacco with hints of a burned hair that was too intense for my over sensitive sense of smell. I could feel their presence, as near as I could possibly comprehend, though they were invisible in my eyes. The huffs, puffs, and ruffs were everywhere.I was surrounded!“Show yourselves!”I screamed at the top of my lungs, using the Alpha tone that has the power to shake a werewolf out of his wits and scamper on his way. Though I was not sure it would have the same effect on those invisible creatures, I HAVE NO CHOICE.It would be one hell of a fight to battle out an opponent face to face. I am n

 Amante POV  There were odd-looking creatures in front of me. I have an idea what they were, and although, there were several of them surrounding me, I felt threatened yet confident of my ability to fight them on a battle of strength. The sleep has me regained my energy and stamina. I felt empowered and ready to take the action upfront.There were about fifteen of them, Tikbalang, gaping at my sparkling wolf form.They do not have an intimidating physical appearance, rather, I mentally smirk at their oddity.They were an inch taller than my crouched body of a wolf. These bony humanoid creatures with the head and hooves of a horse, but has a naked torso of a well-built human, made an amused impression on my mind. They have disproportionately long limbs, to the point that their knees reach above their heads when they squat down.They were covered with a fluffy dark mane, while some of them have

 Amante POV  “Banyan’s been killed! Bundok Bato Tribe was under siege!”Those wretched words rang painfully inside my mind. I must know who dare to joke about such hideous news with me around. That was ridiculous!The Kapre that I know and befriended along the way may seem fun to be with because of their gentle demeanor. Yet, I could only imagine what those lengthy, muscled, and broad hands and feet as well as their gigantic feature might be capable when they turned vengeful and mad.The chaos around the village proved me wrong. Tikbalang, female and males alike, frantically dispersed and entered their houses. At first, I thought they were going to hide, cower inside their comforts, and wait for the nightmare to cease. It was a second mistake for my part.They emerged as swiftly as they disappeared with their unique weapons at hands. Some have axes, most have swords, and the

 Amante POV  The water temperature was freezing over. I walk my way deeper and found the abyss- Hirudinea Annelida Kingdom at the bottom of precipitous trenches. The light I saw turned out to be anything but a lamp. It was just a stone, a huge and shiny diamond to be exact, bright and forlorn on top of what seemed to be a castle made from glassy snow rocks.Aside from that, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. There were no sounds, and only faint lights that were coming from some bioluminescent animals were the evidence of life in this barren place. The castle itself looks like a spooky building, with no fishes swimming around.It was tranquil. No creatures around, or so I thought. I guess it’s my reality that I was not born under the water. My senses were dull and useless. I could not smell, hear, or feel anything but the coldness of the surroundings.At first, I thought