SAKYA PARAKA: THE LIBERATOR
First Sign of the Day of Pralaya
When the eastern sun is already as high as the eye peluhan. The entire population of Lokapatti has gathered the Lokapatti gate. After cheering to see Abuba running around the city— without clothes, they rushed towards the Varsani field carrying the bodies of war victims. While the others carried the skulls of rakshasa whose flesh was clean because of burning fire overnight.
After arriving at Varsani precisely on the hill of the goddess Daru, they stopped and put the corpse into a large newly created navel. While around the hill of the goddess Daru displayed dozens of skulls of the head of rakshasa on a pole. It is the offering of the inhabitants to those who fall, that they may know that their death was not in vain, that man won this war.
"Lokapatti Citizen." The voice of the Duke of Sena broke the silence. "Today we bury 37 of those who have died on the battlefield. We bury lovers, fathers, sons, uncles and friends. They died for the future of us all. Let all know even the gods that their death was not in vain. They are the heroes of Lokapatti and they will live forever within us. Their names will be engraved on the city walls of Lokapatti so that we do not forget who we owe." Duke Sena sighed.
"Rest in peace my hero, rest assured that your struggle will continue. We'll take care of the family you left behind so they can feel the future you're fighting for. Rest in peace my hero and we'll chat again when we meet again."
The Duke of Sena sprinkled flowers on top of the navel, followed by other residents. Today, a day that will always be remembered by the residents of Lokapatti. Every year on the same day they will sing a song and tell the story of 37 heroes who died fighting rakshasa.
After Tivara, sprinkle flowers on top of the navel as a sense of condolence. He went west.
"How can you go by yourself without taking me?"
Tivara stopped her steps and turned her face toward the source of the sound.
"Balapati Sakya," Tivara replied when she found out that Sakya was speaking. He bent his body, "I'm willing to go for a while because there is a personal need.”
“Bratha Tivara will go find your kids right?”
“Ah, that was my plan.” Tivara scratched her head
“I know, keep on why not take me?”
“How can I take you. You're a Balapati. Your presence needs everyone."
"Ha ha, Bratha Tivara need not worry. Lokapatti town will be fine, and I promised you. Don't worry, I've also told my sister and Abuba what to do. We'll only be gone for a little while. Let's save your kids!"
"I thank you for your help" Tivara said sincerely. He bowed once more to Sakya.
“Jadi ... where now are we going?”
“To the west, that was the last trace I found,” replied Tivara.
“Good, we're going west. Comeing! the horse I keep under the hill.” Sakya pointed in one direction.
“Ah .. But I don't have a horse.”
“Do not worry, I have prepared 2 tails. We will move faster.”
They both finally went west.
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The Mahodara kingdom. In the throne room, King Suranala who was the king of the rakshasa was sitting receiving a report from Aghira who was kneeling before him.
"So you lost the town of Lokapatti and your 50 men because you lost against the humans?" ask Suranala.
The sound of laughter present rang out when Suranala asked Aghira.
"Yes your honor. Forgive me, servant."
"And you're saying there's a human being who becomes a praboditha? One guy? And you lost?"
The sound of laughter rang out again filling the throne room.
"Yes your honor. Forgive me, servant."
"And you managed to run because he let you run?"
"Yes your honor. Forgive me, servant."
"And you insist on staying alive because you want to tell me that?"
"Yes your honor. Forgive me," replied Aghira while remaining on her knees and bowing.
"Okay, I've received the news. You can die now." Suranala then squeezed Aghira's head to pieces. Finally, Aghira died. Two rakshasa immediately approached and raised the corpse of Aghira. There was no funeral for a clan chief who failed to carry out the task.
"Okay, your honor." Haraga pamit out of the throne.
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Meanwhile, in the north of the continent of Pangea, a wall of high ice stretches from the western end to the eastern end. A wall so high that its top is not visible from the reach of the eye. Separate between cold weather areas inside and warm ones outside the walls.
A shining object appeared in space. The closer the object gets bigger. The closer it became clear that it was an enormous shooting star surrounded by flames.
DHURER!
The star hit an ice wall that had stood firm for thousands of years and shattered into pieces. The earth trembled, and the dust of the collision rose into space like a mushroom covering the sun that was shining. The earth turned dark, day turned into night in an instant.
The powerful force of the collision split the ground and created an earthquake capable of shaking everything. The wind that crashed downed the large trees in front of him and continued crashing without stopping. Following the wave of water coming from the ice wall that melted because the heat from the shooting star washed away everything.
The area that was originally full of trees now has nothing left, no large towering trees even moss that is usually not touched by the wind. All that was left was fire and dust still flying in the air blocking the sunlight.
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Told in the forest of Stana, the residence of the Nara race. A person sitting on a tree throne stopped his speech when someone entered in a hurry.
"Your Excellency Pavitra, I apologize for interrupting the noble gathering. I brought an important message."
"Speak!" the noble decree of Pavitra.
"The day of Pralaya has come, the day of Pralaya has come." The messenger repeated his words on his knees.
In an instant everyone sitting inside the throne stood up with an angry face romance.
"What are you talking about, Dutaka. This is no joke."
"Stop your bullshit, you see anybody laughing? Go before your highness Pavitra punishes you!"
"I'm telling you the truth. A massive star has fallen on the continent of Pangea. As it is written in the inscription." replied Dutaka.
"There are many shooting stars on this continent, is it all a sign of the arrival of Pralaya? Be aware of Dutaka for your mistake."
"But this shooting star destroyed the wall of Mahvakaksa north of Pangea."
Everyone immediately fell silent.
"What did you say Dutaka?" ask the noble Pavitra.
"The Mahvakaksa Wall has been destroyed by a falling star. As it is written in the inscription. Pralaya's day is coming."
Pavitra sat on his throne. While propping up his head with his left hand he said, "Seal all the entrances of the Sacred forest! From now on we'll shut ourselves off from the outside world."
"No dad, no!" A voice sounded from behind the noble Pavitra.
"What do you mean Ramania? You want us all wiped out?" ask Pavitra.
"Dad, sealing the Vanya forest will not keep us safe from the day of Pralaya. We will live a little longer but in the end we will be wiped out. We can prevent the arrival of the Pralaya day."
"Nobody can prevent Pralaya, what are you talking about?" Pavitra's voice began to rise.
"That's right, even though you sealed this forest. If only the Nara race maybe we can't stop the Pralaya day. But if together with the entire race that exists in the Pangea continent maybe we have a chance. We gather all the races in the Pangaea continent to fight so that we can all live. We have to try it!" ramania is excited.
"There is no other race stronger than the Nara race, we cannot pin our hopes on a race weaker than us. I've made my decision. The seal of the Holy Forest tomorrow. Although it would only give us an extra five years of life, we could at least spend it with our loved ones."
"We are ready to carry out your noble decree Pavitra" replied everyone present in the room. Then they left the throne of Pavitra together.
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Yea ... Finally this novel reaches 50,000 words. Maximum number of words if you want to increase the publisher.. Thank you to everyone who took the time to read my first novel. I admit there are some shortcomings like PUEBI and a hollow plot that must be fixed and I do not want to hide behind the sentence ‘maclum first novel’ but I will try better in the future.
This episode closes the novel Sakya Paraka: The Deliverer of volume I. After that break it briefly (research for story development) and continue to Volume II
ETA Episode Furthermore published Saturday 27 June 2020 At 08.00 WIB
