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...The people of Mount Sara...
Far to the east, at the foot of Mount Sara and surrounded by hills, also bordered by the sea, there is a village. This village is no ordinary village. His people live without the distractions of the outside world with their work as fishermen. The average population is only people in their 50s to 70s, they often wear clothes like robes, performing ritual offerings for a monstrous creature named Imoogi. Yes, it is the village of the Imoogi followers.
Most of them are just ordinary people who want eternity. They are willing to sacrifice their families, their wives, their children and even everyone they care about for that eternity.
Most of them were important people in a palace or even in the order of the royal government. But, of course, their identity is hidden by meetings.
There lived a young man with scaly skin on his hands, signifying the strangeness of the man. The young man lived in a house far from the outside view and lived with a great shaman of Brahma.
After the reincarnation period, the young man's growth had accelerated only a few months until he was as mature as he was now and did not age anymore.
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Candrasa and Air walk in Wija's teacher's room, they walk in quick movements. Arriving there, knock on the door of their teacher's room.
Tok tok tok tok
Hearing the knocking sound on the door, teacher Wija who was making calligraphy looked straight at the door. Then, he smiled faintly.
"Come in!" said teacher Wija.
Water and Candrasa as usual they code each other before entering the room. The dark brown square room was spacious enough for a Wija teacher. Guru Vija has long served the kingdom of Amarata, so he is the one who is considered the elder in the region.
Candrasa nodded, smiling. When he accidentally turned into the room of teacher Wija, he saw the white-bearded man holding a pen in his hand and a large piece of paper lying on his desk.
While Air, instantly really saw the scene in the room, leading to something silver-colored glittering behind teacher Wija. Candrasa who is now still dressed as a Nahdara warrior walks closer to his teacher. Still with the cloth wrapped around his face also covered his neck the man sat in front of teacher Wija.
The water looked again at the object behind teacher Wija with a hardened look. He frowned while staring at that glittering thing.
"Where are you?" teacher Wija said, "I thought you only met Princess Hanada for a moment" he continued.
"Emmm... Forgive us teachers," Water became Candrasa's talk teacher.
"I already know, from Tera's teacher. He warned you, didn't he?" guru Wija spoke up again after confirming it to Tera's teacher earlier.
"Pardon us teachers, we feel we have to help Hanada." Candrasa lowered her head, she did not expect that teacher Wija would know this easily.
"Alright, I understand but make it a lesson for you to be careful in taking action in the future. We don't know what the consequences will be due to your reckless actions yesterday, so why is Candrasa still wearing the cover?" Teacher Wija tapped on the questioner, showing him a gesture of disappointment towards the two.
Candrasa slowly opens the cloth wrapped around her face, and Wija's teacher examines every detail of the child's face. As his gaze was fixed on the black symbol around his neck, teacher Wija somewhat widened. He grunted softly.
"Symbol of black magic?" The calm-faced man was now staring at Candrasa questioningly. As if to ask for an explanation about it.
"I-I don't know the teacher, this is what I want to ask." Master Wija looked at Candrasa in the eyes. Directly.
Candrasa can notice from the tail of her teacher's eyes that teacher Wija is researching her at this time. "You're in the dark spirit possession, this spirit has great power, so the sign is greater than the two guards of that time, right?" ask teacher Wija.
"Yes, it most likely has something to do with the little steaming thing you're holding right now" continued teacher Wija. While Water now looked at Candrasa understood.
Candrasa turned her head uncomfortably towards Air, the man instantly fell silent. Apparently true, this has something to do with small steams. "Then, what do I have to do to let me know who's got my body?"
Teacher Wija nodded, she understood Candrasa's worries.
"Consider, clutching the steaming thing!" exclaim master Wija.
The man nodded, "how is this teacher's symbol? I can't always cover it up." Candrasa was confused by what she had to do to make the symbol invisible to others.
"For the time being, leave the symbol covered with the blue cloth." suggested the teacher. Candrasa nodded, she understood. Instantly the atmosphere became silent until the water spoke up.
"Teacher, there's something else we want to ask" said Air Mahendra, the warlord's son.
"Do you know, there's a creature called imoogi?" continue Air's. This time, teacher Wija let out a long sigh.
"Your age is still young enough to know that" said teacher Wija who made the two feel strange. They are not that young, his age has been said to be mature in their region.
Will this destiny repeat itself?
Inner teacher Wija, since Candrasa decided to look for the sword, her sleep became not restful. He was afraid that the fate that his grandfather once lived would be repeated to Candrasa who became the only descendant of the King.
"This I lend you," Master Wija grabbed the glittering thing behind him, it was a beautiful sword. The sword that from the beginning Water looked on endlessly.
"What is the teacher for?" Candrasa was a bit hesitant to take it, whereas the Water beside the Crown Prince could only be stunned.
"To practice, this is my sword, this sword is in magic and black. Not like yours, so if you've mastered this sword. You will definitely master the steam later." said teacher Wija straightforwardly.
"Thank you teacher," Candrasa flashed her smile, while Air looked at the man flat.
After their long chat, the two ran out of the room. Dwngan face that sumringah Candrasa carrying a sword belonging to Guru Wija.
"You go to the room first, I have a little business." Water Word.
Candrasa nodded slowly then she walked alone to the room, while Air still kept her eyes on the man. Then, a hand clutching hard at Air's shoulder, the man spontaneously drew his sword and pointed it at the man behind him.
"Hey, just relax!" said the man.
Water frowned, he felt strange because Juna had suddenly come. He put the sword back in his cage. Then sighing deeply, he was somewhat annoyed by the act that made him that surprised.
"Great yes, they will not discriminate students, but it is clearly seen that he is always the subject of flattery. Actually, you deserve more compliments than her." Juna was talking about Candrasa's origin on Air , but strangely this time he didn't look angry.
Juna patted Air's shoulder again then walked back to his room, he grinned sharply at the black spotlight his eyes made the man look creepy.
While Water, still affected by Juna's speech. He felt that what his friend said was right, he had been accompanying Candrasa. Even more actively struggling than the man, but why was flattery only given to the Crown Prince?
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