The Chronicle the Fenix Clan

The Spirit Power Contract

“It's true. I am a legendary creature who has lived 600 years. Many times I was reduced to dust and rose up, and lived again in a young body. I experienced 3 times the resurrection.

Uhuk-uhuk-uhuk" the sound of coughing interrupts the speech of the Phoenix.

ZhongLei tried to examine the story and tone of the voice of the Phoenix. "Is he trying to lie to me? Is it true that living things can burn to dust, then in an instant rise in a young form again?

Ah such a story exists only in fairy tales" he was somewhat doubtful of the story narrated by the Phoenix

"Have you heard the life cycle story of the Phoenicians, young man?” the voice of the dying phoenix filled his mind.

   While venturing closer (and trying to believe the story of the Phoenix), little Lei said.

“I've only heard of the many origins of fairy tales that there are mythical creatures like you can live forever. It is told that your Phoenician race can always rise up and live again after experiencing death to be burned ash” replied Zhonglei.

   Indeed, if night falls, sometimes the child settles out of his room, then he goes to the adult tavern, and then he goes to the adult tavern, to eavesdrop on the street singers who tell stories of heroism of creatures and humans out there.

Once upon a time, he forgot to go home because he heard a storyteller narrating about mythical creatures that used to live on the Shulam Continent.

The story is said to be very long, even too long, before the Uutara ruled this continent. The tone of the storyteller's voice presses on the word 'old' to make it sound attractive to its audience.

There was one fairy tale he was most interested in; it was the legend of the Phoenix being able to rise to life after its death in the dust. Such devotion greatly attracted little Lei's interest.

“Hahaha” the old voice laughed, filling his mind.

“Actually the Phoenix cycle is not like the storyteller narrated or sung by street hymns. The phoenix can also die from old age or from battle wounds as it currently” a short silence.

“Oh” voice Little Lei weakened. She's a little embarrassed. Like storytellers or street singers sometimes slightly exaggerate a heroic story to be heard.

Corrections, street singers and storytellers are indeed very often exaggeratedly expose and retell stories of such heroism or legend.

“Lantas, if I could, what kind of help would you like? I'm just an ordinary little boy. Could it..”

“You can do it! I very much asked for your help and you can” Feniks voice sounds reassuring.

“If so, just say, what do you need? I'll help as much as I can. After all, with your dying condition like this, it does need help in the form of treatment, right?"

A snorting sound filled his head. The phoenix seemed to be a bit offended.

“I want you to choose me and make me your spirit power. That's a contract between us” snapped Feniks

ZhongLei. Then he immediately turned fearful.

“I have absolutely no idea what you mean by that Spirit power“ he took a few steps back.

"Spirit power? how appalling".

“You just simply said ‘are willing to make me as the spirit power of mu’ and this contract will happen.

I would not be willing if my power was used by the Evil Ones.

Please just tell me you are willing. Our time is too narrow.

The Military and other Shulam witches will come check up here in a few moments"

The phoenix takes a deep breath, deep,

"When that happened, it was too late. Come on, do you want to approve it?” The voice of the phoenix sounded pleading. However viscous felt a pressing and forcing tone that little Lei could not resist.

   Intending to end all the debates, then return to Meihua Village, Zhonglei replied loudly

May you give me the power "the last sentence is just a little Lei essay. He was upset and wanted to leave immediately.

   But when he said those words, the phoenix turned a burning radiance.

“Good. You have agreed to make me a spirit power. Haha they can't use me as a spirit tool anymore”

   Then the phoenix made a movement, like it was a foreign ritual. Her body faded and turned into a strand of Fenix Bird feathers, which were beautiful, floated and fused on Zhonglei's body.

Zhonglei felt dizzy, his body surrounded by a dazzling light. In a suddenly drowsy state, he faintly heard the voice of the Phoenix.

“I'll seal you with some seals so you forget about all the events tonight. Not when you're performing".

"Right now you're too weak, don't know how to use my powers. Later When the time comes, all the seals that make you forget this will open by itself.

At that moment the true power within will rise. It's like a Phoenician rising from the fire"

"One more thing, When the time comes and your power is revealed, someone will come to you and train you specifically”.

“For the time being you will only have a little magic power so they will recruit you and train you as a Shulam.

Ah, I'm fading away. My last strength is only a little. I'll get you out of this Cursed Forest Trap Formation"

   Zhonglei had no recollection of anything else, When it was a force exploded and he disappeared within the Emaram Forest. After that, the situation was quiet again as before all that was left was the dust of the former Phoenix burned away.

   About fifteen minutes later, the place became crowded. Light brought by the military and the shulam seemed to flood the Forest of Tamaram. The people were looking for something as if looking for something.

“In this place earlier the Phoenix Light was burnt” a young man the windbender was shouting.

   A tall and well-built man, holding a beautifully engraved sword (it seems to be the Captain of the Military who came with you Shulam), which was then slashed into all the bushes around the approximate location of the Phoenix was burning.

But all his actions produced nothing. No one was found near the scene.

   Holding the scattering black dust, a young firebender said,

“But the phoenix clearly set itself on fire to then be born again in a younger form” he then shows a black ash sign of something burning to ashes.

“Did he manage to get up in that short time?” asked the Military Captain in disbelief.

   While letting out a cold mocking tone, the wind-controlling man said.

“You don't know, the phoenix is one of the last mythical creatures. He was 600 years old, maybe even more.

Know you? If Feniks was hundreds of years old like that...had magic power of what size?”  The military captain was silent. He was also reluctant to continue the debate with the firebenders.

The fact that he did not know anything about magic creatures was true. And he just nodded his head in agreement with the firebender's words.

   But deep in his heart he cursed. “Very arrogan filled with an aura of arrogance. If only he had not mastered soul-breaking magic, I would have challenged him to a sword fight”

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