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Azief think it has to do with the energy he brought with him when he is falling from the Supremacy Stairway.

There is even a lake in this cave.

Azief notices that when there is rain outside the water would flow inside this cave but it used to flow back through the hole and disappeared into the ground or some other gaps

He was bored all day living in this empty dark cave.

He wanted to at least make it a little bit beautiful. At times like this he is reminded of Katarina and smiles bitterly. She was always the artistic one.

And she always like things to be beautiful.

Azief uses his palm smash to create a hole and since then a lake was formed inside this cave. It is pleasant to look at.

When it is morning, white mist will fill the entire cave making it look like an immortal abode.

There are a lot of tall trees and flower. When it blooms it creates a beautiful scenery that could rival even the gardens of Pandemonium.

The contrast between the bleakness and dreary mood of the cave was counter act by the beautiful blooming of flowers around the lake.

Even though the sunlight is scarce for some reason the plants here could grow healthy and strong.

Azief hated the first few years in this cave.

And he hated that bugs crawled and insect crawled all over his body. He hated the chirping of the birds in the morning and the hooting of the owl when night came

But now, he felt it is quite relaxing. He even found a source of hot underground water and using only one arm he created a warm pool for him to bathe himself.

In the morning when he is woken up by the chirping of birds or the sound of footsteps coming from the outside of the cave, he would claw his way to the warm pool and soak himself up for hours

He learns to enjoy the little things. It reminded himself of the easier days when the Fall began to happen on Earth.

He remembers all those times huddling near campfire, he sipping his hot coffee, Loki and Sina teasing each other and traded dirty jokes while Sofia would whistle

But for some reason, Azief never heard whistle that much anymore. For some reason he couldn’t forget the tune.

As he let the warm water soak his skin, he tries to whistle that tune. Then he stopped. He knows he recognize this tune but the memory won’t just come to him

The tune of the whistle sounded like a baby song. He would not know. His mother never the caring type and he had always had to fend off for himself.

He washes his chest and felt the heat on his arms and fingers. He sighed.

Even though his lower body felt nothing, his upper body could still feel some of it.

That is how he spend his third year in this world that he knows nothing about.

When the year almost ended, he felt the weakening of the seal and when spring of the new year came, the mark in his left arm finally dissipated.

Like the vein pattern in his right arm, the vein pattern on his left arm also retreated back to the chest. It is like a tangled web of veins on the diamond pattern on his chest.

He also felt freer in using his arms and fingers. Like something heavy was lifted off from his body

Right now, he felt more relaxed.

His entire arm now retains its original power. Of course it is without any Concept or Law energies.

When he swishes his hand the wind would change courses. Knowing he could defend himself right now made him feel a little bit at ease.

But he still didn’t want to alarm anyone on top of the mountains. He is still cautious and he is still uncertain about the level of power of the people of this world

And he is still after all paralyzed from his chest to his lower area.

The fourth years of his life on this world begins.

His fourth year was not as pleasant as the other years before.

The first month of the fourth year of his life since he falls is greeted by constant streams of people coming to the mountain

Azief knows that this is not normal.

They are camping near the entrance of the mountain and Azief could sense a Will that he is familiar with.

His eyes narrowed

Then one day, something happens that awakens him from his slumber. It was night. The mountain wolf has howled and the night owl has hoot.

The wind is cold that night and drizzle of rains falls from the Heavens

He was already asleep at that time but then he heard the sound of people, feel the vibration of the earth, the changing waves of the wind.

He opens his eyes and take a deep breath.

He could hear people scaling the mountains.

He could hear the fighting and his finger twitched.

This time it is no longer on the path of the mountain or the area around the cave. This time the sound of fighting could be heard on top of the mountain.

And it is not as rhythmic sound as before. This time the sound of these clashing is erratic, chaos and messy.

The clouds turn darker, thunder roared and the winds howled.

That night a storm raged around the mountain and the aura of killing intent seems to envelop the entire mountain.

‘Hmm’ he sighed and shakes his head

Azief might not be able to sense any energy in his current state but he could sense killing intent.

Killing intent is not energy. Not exactly. One could manifest it into a type of energy but killing intent in its source is not some kind of energy.

It is a type of Will.

And he is very proficient in it.

After all, the bloods on his hand is numerous.

In his life as Azul how many people fell under his blade and how many people had he slaughter?

When he was the Emperor in the second life of Azul, how many people had he killed to become emperor.

When he was the Holy Dragon, how many beast and demons was eaten by him? When he was the Sword God how many people tasted his steel and fall under his feet?

All of those life taken, turns into resentment and when one is honed in killing and slaughter, one killing intent could be felt deep in one heart

The Six Life in the Six Sabers was the one that gifted Azief with such high sensitivity to killing intent.

He tries to close his eyes and take a nap but he could not.

He could feel the battle on top of the mountain is intensifying and he could hear more people scaling the mountain.

The storms rages on outside ripping out large trees from the soils and the wind howls outside the cave and battered the stony surface of the boulder in front of the entrance of the cave.

The sound of screaming, and wailing could be heard for the top of the mountain. Azief heard this, his body was leaning on the flower tree and he sighed

‘In the end, I do not know these people. And I’m not sure if I can help them in my current state’

Azief could only sigh as he closes his eyes, ignoring the sound of the screams which is now drowned out by the thunderous roars of lightning up on the sky and the drizzling sound of rains that seems to wash away the blood from the top of the mountain as it flows downward.

Azief even though he closes his eyes and even though the sound of those people is drowned by the sound of the wind and storms, he could still smell the blood entering the cave from the gap in the boulder.

He sighed again, and shake his head.

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A new change is happening. Are we finally going to see some action after all? Hehehe. Anyway, you are all ready right for teh tribulation. It has been building up so be ready to withstand it with your spirit stones.

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