The Heirloom of the Catastrophe Spreader

The Heirloom of the Catastrophe Spreader
The Seventh Victim of the Curse



"Gusti Batara, please,


Let's run from here. Seminingrat and Mahisa Campaka had entered the palace", cried a frightened idler to see Tumapel's troops storming into Kadiri's palace.


"Listen to the Idling,


I'm not afraid to fight my niece even though their army is far more than Kadiri's. As long as Keris Mpu Gandring is in my hands, let alone Seminingrat or Mahisa Campaka, Anusapati I have killed" said Apanji Tohjaya with his share.


That night, Tumapel's forces stormed into the palace of Kadiri which is the throne of Apanji Tohjaya after he killed Agnibhaya who is his half-brother.


Indeed, during this time, Apanji Tohjaya who was born from a concubine was not entitled to the throne either in Tumapel or in Kadiri even though he was older than Mahesa Wong Ateleng Mahesa's father Campaka.


He who is so ambitious to become a king like Batara Sang Amurwabhumi his biological father, always left out of the right to the throne of the kingdom of Tumapel just because he was the son of a Ken Umang, concubine Ken Arok aka Batara Sang Amurwabhumi.


When successfully killed Agnibhaya or Guningbhaya, Apanji Tohjaya then occupied the throne of Kadiri who became a subordinate of Tumapel.


For one year, this, he had prepared himself to face his nephew who would definitely demand revenge for the death of Anusapati who died he stabbed with Keris Mpu Gandring while roasting a chicken that became Anusapati's favorite. He demanded revenge for the death of Batara Sang Amurwabhumi who was killed by a Pengalasan from Batil on the throne of Tumapel after getting loaned Keris Mpu Gandring from Anusapati.


Bloody events among the rulers of Tumapel was indeed started from the curse of Mpu Gandring, the blacksmith who cursed Ken Arok and 7 Tumapel palace magnates died through an heirloom keris he made shortly before he died at the stabbing of Ken Arok who was angry with the blacksmith.


After Tunggul Ametung, Kebo Ijo, Ken Arok, Anusapati, Ken Dedes and Agnibhaya have become victims of the efficacy of the heirloom of the disaster of Mpu Gandring's creation.


There remains the last victim who will soon fulfill the seven victims of the heirloom curse. So after this last sacrifice, peace will be created in the land of Java.


Tohjaya felt jumawa because the heirloom keris was in his hands, there was no way he would be the seventh victim of Mpu Gandring keris.


A young Tumenggung ran towards the king's private palace. Tumenggung named Menjangan Puguh it immediately jumped to where Apanji Tohjaya.


"Gusti Batara Sang Apanji Tohjaya,


We have to retreat Gusti Batara. The Tumapel army has entered the gates of our palace. Please retreat immediately", said the young man who already had several sword wounds on his body. The breath of the young mustard gasped for breath because pursued by dozens of Tumapel soldiers led by Seminingrat and Mahesa Campaka.


Apanji Tohjaya was silent for a moment hearing the speech of the young tumenggung.


"Where is Kebo Abang's Senopathy? Isn't he the one who has to guard this palace?", asked Tohjaya who was getting worried.


"For Gusti Batara, too,


Senopati Kebo Abang was killed at the hands of Mahesa Campaka. Their army has defeated our soldiers. Now we have to withdraw from this palace Gusti Batara before it is too late" said Tumenggung Menjangan Puguh quickly.


Apanji Tohjaya, who began to realize his defeat, immediately stepped in the footsteps of the retaliator who was preparing to flee.


With 200 of his loyal soldiers, Apanji Tohjaya accompanied by an idler and Tumenggung Menjangan Puguh intends to escape through the side gate of Kadiri palace.


"Heiii stop!"


Apanji Tohjaya and his loyal soldiers immediately turned their heads towards the source of the voice.


Maharaja Seminingrat or Rajasawardhana and Mahesa Campaka aka Narajaya ran around them.


The mood became tense.


"Give up Uncle Tohjaya,


There is no place for you to escape from us" Mahesa Campaka said as she stared intently at Tohjaya. In his right hand, a spear called the Kyai Klewang Spear looked upright covered in blood.


"If uncle gives up, I won't impose the death penalty on your uncle's family. I want to put an end to the bloodshed between the families of the Amurwabhumi", cried Seminingrat who was holding a sword.


Phuihhhh


"Bocah yesterday afternoon sok lectured me. If it wasn't your father who started this, I wouldn't have fought against my own family, Seminingrat.


If you want no bloodshed, hand over the throne of the kingdom of Tumapel to me because I am the son of the Amurwabhumi", Apanji Tohjaya stared at Seminingrat with a glance.


"You don't want to stop doing Uncle Tohjaya's angkara.


Well, if that's what you want. Don't blame me if I act decisively to you" Seminingrat said as she gestured for the Tumapel soldiers to come forward.


Fierce fighting again took place inside Kadiri's palace.


Seminingrat or better known as Vishnuwardhana immediately jumped forward to attack Apanji Tohjaya assisted by Narajaya aka Mahesa Campaka.


The life-and-death battle between uncle and nephew was fierce.


Mahesa Campaka continues to block the sabetage of Keris Mpu Gandring in the hands of Apanji Tohjaya. The reddish aura of the heirloom keris almost scratches the wound on the body of Rajasawardhana who uses the sword as a weapon if there is no Kyai Klewang Spear that makes Apanji Tohjaya's attention split.


After making his ultimate study, Apanji Tohjaya with the middleman Keris Mpu Gandring eyeing the life of Vishnuwardhana.


A yellowish red light shot out from the end of the heirloom keris.


Whuuuttt


Blammmm!!


Rajasawardhana continues to clump around and around avoiding the deadly rays of the Mpu Gandring keris.


Seeing that, Mahesa Campaka did not stay silent. Turning the Kyai Klewang Spear, Mahesa Campaka quickly thrust his spear into the chest of Apanji Tohjaya.


Tohjaya, who was shocked, tried to avoid the spear thrust as much as possible but the sharp blade of the spear eye injured his right hand which held the keris Mpu Gandring.


Crasshhhh


Arrogghhhh!


Keris Mpu Gandring was released from Tohjaya's hands. Seeing that, Seminingrat immediately darted quickly grabbing the heirloom keris that was stuck on the ground. Then quickly, he thrust Mpu Gandring's dagger into Apanji Tohjaya's stomach.


Creeppp!


Ougghh!!


Tohjaya staggered backwards with a keris Mpu Gandring stuck in his stomach.


A black shadow flashed rapidly towards Tohjaya and plucked the keris of Mpu Gandring from the stomach of Ken Umang's son.


"Hey who are you? Quickly hand the heirloom to me" cried Seminingrat loudly.


"It is time to be purified of all the blood that soaks him" said the black shadow that darted quickly and disappeared after jumping over the walls of Kadiri's palace.


Seminingrat and Mahesa Campaka who were shocked trying to pursue the black shadow because it brought the coat of arms of the throne holder of the kingdom of Tumapel.


The opportunity was not wasted by Pengalasan from Mula and Tumenggung Menjangan Puguh to save the life of Apanji Tohjaya who was seriously injured.


They managed to escape from Kadiri's palace through the side gate of the palace and locked the gate from the outside.


50 loyal soldiers of Tohjaya led by Tumenggung Menjangan Puguh and Pengalasan from Mula continue to run through the night leaving Kadiri.


"Seminingrat Gold,


"Not to be discouraged Dhimas.


Tomorrow we go after Uncle Tohjaya, he is seriously injured will definitely not be able to go far" Seminingrat said with a smile. For Seminingrat, the escape of Tohjaya is the beginning of peace in the kingdom of Tumapel.


Mahesa Campaka nodded in understanding with what her cousin said.


That night they cleaned the Kadiri palace from the corpses of Tumapel soldiers and Kadiri soldiers who died.


Meanwhile, the black shadow continued to accelerate eastward towards the slopes of Mount Kelud.


With agile and nimble movements, the black shadow continued to jump from one tree to another as if flying above the trees.


While carrying Keris Mpu Gandring, the black shadow who was a man wearing a mask of bark continued to dart eastward.


The black shadow steps stopped in a tree near a village that had just been destroyed by fire. Like his village was just deliberately burned by a group of robbers.


The black shadow darted down from the tree where he stopped his steps. His eyes pined at the many innocent corpses of the villagers.


The black shadow's gaze was fixed on the corpse of a man in black clothes who was killed by a sharp weapon.


On his neck was a necklace with a centipede-carved pendulum.


"Hmmmmm..


Again, this is their doing. It's true their bastard", muttered the black shadow while pulling the necklace pendulum from the neck of the dead man in black.


Oeeekkkk


Oeeekk!!


There was a cry of a baby among the puffs of smoke burning a house. The black shadow immediately shot towards the voice. After searching for a while, the baby's voice came from under the corpse of a young woman who used her body to protect this full 8 year old baby. The white silk fabric that wrapped around the baby's body as well as a necklace pendulum carved into the dragon's head became the only thing attached to the baby's body.


Lovingly, the black shadow immediately carried the baby boy.


"Cup cup cupp..


Don't cry again yo Le..


We'll be out of this place soon. Do not be afraid again yo", said the black shadow gently. Surprisingly, the little baby seemed to understand the words of the black shadow who was a sturdy man with a thick beard poking out from behind his wooden mask.


After calming the baby, the black shadow immediately darted towards his goal of leaving the place by holding the baby boy also carrying Mpu Gandring's keris in his right hand.


On the slope of a hill, the black shadow stopped its pace. With light footsteps, he jumped down from the large waru tree where he stopped.


After tracing the ground, the black shadow continued to step behind the thick shrubbery. It turns out that behind the bush there is a cave mouth that is quite wide.


The black shadow continued to enter the cave and then stopped at one corner of the cave where there was a large flat stone. She put the baby boy next to her.


The mouth of the black shadow was about to read a spell. Two index and middle fingers of his left hand rubbed the Keris Mpu Gandring in his right hand.


Suddenly the pamor of the heirloom keris came out in yellowish red.


"A powerful keris. No wonder you're bloodthirsty. I will purify your yoni so that you become a lucky heirloom, not as an heirloom of doom", said the black shadow who immediately cast a purgatory spell.


With all his abilities, the black shadow thrust Mpu Gandring's dagger at the flat stone in front of him.


Jrrreeeehh!


Half the keris body of Mpu Gandring stuck in a large flat stone.


"If the time comes, there will be a warrior who can uproot you, then that's when you will shake the martial world back", said the black shadow who immediately carried the baby boy out of the cave.


Arriving outside the cave, with the help of his inner strength, the black shadow immediately closed the door with a large stone nearby.


The black shadow then took off his wooden mask and threw it towards the side of the cave.


The sky began to brighten revealing the face of the black shadow.


He was a well-built middle-aged man with muscle muscles adorning his body. His name is Mpu Prawira, a sage who lives on the slopes of Bukit Kahayunan on the western slopes of Mount Kelud.


With quick footsteps, Mpu Prawira descends the slopes of Bukit Kahayunan towards his house. As soon as she reached her house, a middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful welcomed her arrival.


Seeing her husband carrying a baby, the middle-aged woman's eyes glared.


"Whose son is Kakang? Did you kidnap her?", asked Nyi Ratih quickly.


"That's good by the way. This is the boy I found in the village of Padas Lintang who was recently attacked by Nyi's robbers. Everyone in the village was killed. We don't have Nyi's child, how about we take care of her like our own?", Mpu Prawira looked at her face.


Nyi Ratih then looked at the handsome boy. Towards his age that was no longer young, it was impossible for him to have offspring. Her motherly feelings appeared to see the baby in her husband's arms.


Immediately, he held the baby boy and then stroked the handsome baby's head in his sling.


"Duh his handsome this boy. I accept your proposal Kakang. I will take care of this child as our son" Nyi Ratih said with a happy smile.


Mpu Prawira smiled at his wife's words.


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