Chapter 125: To Break The Cycle Pt.1

Chapter 125: To Break The Cycle Pt.1

Always a pleasure to see you, Ira. The familiar voice of a young boy resounded as Ira opened his eyes.

Yeah? Youre starting to grow on me. Ira said as he evaluated his surroundings. Hundreds of tables were stacked atop each other in what seemed to be an empty tavern.

Thats unfortunate since this is the last time well be speaking. The boy leaned forward and gazed at Ira.

Is it because of the last seal? Ira looked at his hand and saw the sigil fading in and out.

Its something like a tether for me but thats not important. I think its time for me to explain some things to you about what you are and what I am. The boys eyes danced between a bright red and a bright yellow as his gaze hardened.

Im all ears but try remember I have someone waiting on me, Ira said as he thought of Raveria.

Dont worry, time is different in here than it is out there. Your daughter wont be without you for too long...Well, I should start by telling you my name. My parents named me Indras... The boy smiled as the surroundings darkened.

It happened ages ago, before the Mortal Realm was even populated with living beings and Gods were scarce entities.

The Divine Realm still hosted a predatory divine species known as the Avarus Lupum. The shape-shifting wolves driven by a greedy and voracious nature but not to the point of self-destruction, that was the common evaluation of the race but the truth was far different. They werent just predators but inadvertently helped to maintain a special balance in the realm.

If a creature or species grew too powerful the Avarus would be attracted to it because of their nature and consume it, setting the balance straight. Of course, thousands of years passed and their role became obscured in a way. Gods, born from the Origin-Realm and its natural power, grew and so did their domains. Since they were competing with other Gods, it was clear they would want to be more powerful which meant the Avarus would be attracted.

The Avarus became less and less needed and were seen as a problem. Their high numbers and ability to evade attackers made it hard to kill them so the Gods came together and devised a plan. A moon was altered to target creatures not affected by Divine Power and it worked to pit the Avarus against each other due to their increased aggression.

Time passed and the close knit society of the Avarus dwindled while their rabid nature increased. Until something close to a miracle occurred, a child was born to a large pack. One with a special ability, allowing it to consume knowledge of those it ate and increase its power. After some time it learned of the Red Moon and chose to destroy it but before he could he tried to unite the Avarus.

At the top of a mountain filled with stone monuments, a few dozen people engaged in conversation. They were dressed in simple leather breastplates and cloth pants which made them seem ordinary.

You say the Gods created the Blood Moon to pit us against each other? A middle-aged man with a sharp set of canines and wolfish features spoke with skepticism. His dark grey hair wasnt due to old age but rather an inherited trait that showed which pack he was from.

Thats right. A young man with black hair and yellow eyes responded.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Bullshit! You're telling lies in order to mislead us, we all know how vicious a Darkclaw can be. A woman with reddish hair and green eyes spat angrily.

I also find it hard to believe, A man with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes added.

Other voices of disagreement poured in among the spectators who held lesser importance.

The problem with the Avarus could be seen at a glance, those who werent related to them were predisposed to aggression.

Indras words are true even if hes a Darkclaw. An older man with black hair spoke while a woman with white hair and blue eyes standing beside him nodded.

Barah-Darkclaw I respect you as a worthy adversary and when my brother fell to you, you gave him an honorable death and forewent your right to consumption. You returned his body to us and because his children were able to consume him they survived the last two Blood Moons. Even if the rest of your clan are the known for their bloodthirsty nature your actions distinguish you from them. I trust you, but even if what he says is true, how are we to stop it? The grey-haired man spoke to the older man who appeared to be the father of Indras-Darkclaw.

Ill eat it, Indras answered with a confident smirk.

Amari, you were said to hail from the wisest pack and yet, your son seems awfully dull. The red-haired woman spoke to the white-haired woman known as Amari.

Be serious, Indras. Amari berated her son.

I am serious. You all have heard of me and you know that the strength of our pack has grown considerably. When I consume my prey I gain nearly all of their knowledge. Plus, my control over space is probably the most powerful among my entire pack and maybe even the entire species. Indras said.

Of course, things never progressed as expected. There were intermission periods between the Red Moon and during those periods the planning was held by the clan leaders. It became apparent that sacrifice was needed to prevent the Gods from becoming suspicious. While they distanced themselves during the Red Moon, their clan mates ruthlessly fought and killed each other.

It caused a bitter feeling to fill their chest, knowing that the fighting was for nothing, but they continued to persist. A few short but agonizing years passed until the day finally arrived and the Red Moon would be removed from the starry sky of the Divine Realm.

Indras. Oreyna appeared in a cave with five adolescent children, on the cusp of their teenage years, following behind her. Three boys and two girls with varying hair colors of red or black with eye colors of either yellow or green. The Avarus Lupum grew at an astonishing rate which contributed to them being seen as a threat.

Papa. The children jumped onto Indras who gathered them up in his arms.

Ah, ferocious little beasts. Indras laughed.

It's nearly time the clan leaders are waiting for you, Oreyna said with a concerned look on her face.

Indras put his children down before showing a look of determination, Im prepared even if it means dying, I just want to know my kids can grow without being forced to fight.

Suppressing the urge to kill during the Red Moon was incredibly hard and could force weak minded individuals to insanity. So it was an achievement in and of itself that the clan leaders controlled themselves for so long.

Promise me you wont die, Oreyna whispered silently.

The kids sensed the atmosphere and showed worried and fearful expressions which tugged at Indras heart.

I wont die, I promise, Indras said as he hugged Oreyna tightly.

She inhaled deeply and swallowed the selfish desire of wanting him to stay as to not burden him. The survival of the entire species hung on Indras shoulders and no matter how much he brushed it off on the surface, it was clear it was a heavy weight to bear.

Then go, Indrasbut make sure you come back. Oreyna sent him off without tears.

Well have to celebrate when I return. Indras winked meaningfully to Oreyna who let out a dry laugh.

His children watched as he turned toward them with a carefree smile, but as soon as one began to cry, it triggered a chain reaction.

Dont go, Papa. A girl with black hair and green eyes was the first to run into Indras arms and then the rest followed.

Oreyna sighed and began pulling them off before taking a strict tone, Your father is doing what he has to for your own well-being, dont make it harder for him.

Ill really come back otherwise your mother may eat all of you, Indras joked.

He made on final goodbye and stepped out of the cave to see a gathering of every pack that filled the entire wooded area. As he walked by, the Avarus silently parted with an unrestrained respect present in their eyes.

By now the truth had been spread and the Clan Leaders convinced those under them to trust Indras. Even if they couldnt believe what they heard, there wasnt anyone who would look forward to bloodshed especially since everyone had lost someone close at one point.

This will be the last time the Blood Moon controls us, Indras spoke loudly as he looked to the sky that hosted a mixture of colors and stars.

Be well, son. Barah and the rest of the Blackclaws voiced their hopes while Amari hugged her son.

When I return well all celebrate so wait for me, Indras said.

They nodded but couldnt help to think of the worse outcomes. If it didnt work and Indras died it would be an unmistakable tragedy, but they didnt voice those thoughts.

Indras gave one last look to the crowd of thousands before vanishing. The entire race gambled on him and he didnt plan on disappointing them.