Chapter 225: Side-story- Story of the long forgotton past
“So... my na wasn’t Broxian from the beginning. Stanatiel kept on calling Brok Sian and it kind of beca my na. Well... I kept following her around to marry , so I had to accept whatever she called .”
Brok, aning a fool. He probably was considered a fool for following a woman for a long ti.
‘Broxian... who was that?’
The man was speaking non-stop but Pheriknoa couldn’t rember much anymore. He was familiar with the na but he didn’t know who it was. His mory was fading away quickly and he was just listening to the voice now. The man kept on speaking to him. He said things like he would get the ‘Brok’ part out of his na when he got the chance and how violent Stanatiel was, and even that wouldn’t change if she ca back and that he would keep refusing her if he t her again and such. Pheriknoa then spoke.
“But you still love her.”
Broxian nodded.
“Of course.”
‘Right...’
The man ranted as he spoke about the woman but Pheriknoa was able to see that he wanted to see her again so badly.
“So... that Stana... what happened to her?”
Broxian spoke bitterly.
“She died. That bastard Aksarai killed her. I killed him this ti but once isn’t enough. I’ll kill him again... even if I have to revive him.”
‘...how can you kill a dead man?’
He didn’t know who Aksarai was but it seed like he was also a fool if this Brok was able to kill him. Pheriknoa laughed and looked at Broxian.
“Well, I was going to fight him anyway. But I didn’t finish it all too well yet. So, let ask you. Do you wish to take up the responsibility for your actions? Even if it ans living for thousands of years alone?
Pheriknoa thought about Seriana. What she said to him before she died.
Pheriknoa felt eager to live again. He wanted to see Seriana again, even if she didn’t rember him. He then felt the rage coming back to him as he thought about Seriana and Kenorod. They had t a terrible fate because they were weak. He did not want to experience that again. He also wanted to kill those arrogant Lukras. But it seed like the Drakuns were also a problem.
Pheriknoa then spoke.
“Yes. If I can, I will kill them all. All those races that can beco a threat to mankind. Even if it takes thousands of years... I will wipe them out from this world. If I can’t do it myself, I will see to it that I will find soone who can.”
‘And et my friends again.’
He couldn’t say his last wishes out loud. Broxian grinned and nodded. He then stood up.
“Good. Very good.”
Pheriknoa then suddenly ca to his senses. He considered that the man really fit the nickna of Brok. He looked very foolish.
But he was wrong. The man, Broxian, stood and divided the sky. The raging sea cald in an instant. The steam and dust were all pushed away. He just stood up and the world changed around him.
‘God...’
That was the only thing Pheriknoa could think of. If this man wasn’t a God, then there was no one who can be considered as such. It was obvious that the man would have been a great man even within Pheriknoa’s lost mories.
Broxian then spoke to him.
“You will be held responsible for all of your actions. You will live. You will devote your life to fulfill your wish. Even if it takes hundreds or thousands of years.”
Those words had stuck through Pheriknoa’s fading mory, into his soul. He could not be freed from the words anymore. Even if he lost his mory.
“From this day forward, you will be called Ra-Gaope. Because of you, the race with the na of , the D-Rakuns and Luk-Ra will die. Even if you lose your mory, you will know what to do when you hear your na.”
The one who lives to kill and destroy. Ra-Gaope, one who lives to kill and destroy the . The words were stuck in Pheriknoa’s head.
‘Ra-Gaope... Ragaope... Lagaope...’
Pheriknoa, or now Lagaope, shouted with the last bit of his mory.
“But how can I do it? I’m powerless! The human race is powerless! We will be attacked by those we oppressed and die!”
Broxian laughed.
“Take pride. The human race is not weak. Rember that the king of the human race killed the king of Lukras and the Drakuns. This mory will help you stay on track. Rember this. If you rember my words that are deep within your spirit, you will see that what you wish for will co true.”
‘The day where only humankind lives in this land.’
Lagaope then fell down. He then saw Broxian in his fading sight. Broxian was crumbling. His body was dissipating into powder. Broxian looked at Lagaope and spoke.
“It would be great if I could do it instead... but my ti is up.”
He had survived against the other two, but he did not win. He did kill them but it also killed him. There was a day left for Pheriknoa’s mory to stay intact, but Broxian would not last that much longer either. Broxian was barely holding on to his fading self just enough to speak to Pheriknoa.
“It will not be an easy path. It will be a lonely, and painful path. I see what others can’t. You should live and press on. Then... you will eventually be granted what you truly wish for.”
Lagaope then thought about what he wished.
‘Seriana... Kenorod...’
With the last mory, he fell. Broxian then laughed out loud.
“Hahaha! I have succeeded! Lukras! Drakuns! Do not be relieved! I will let even one of your kind live while you kill my brethren! I have ripped apart your kings! And the rest of you... you will all be killed by my dagger. All of you!”
The man’s word spread across the world. He then faded away, leaving only Pheriknoa, who beca Lagaope in his fainted state. Within the mory, Lagaope was watching. Then the mory began to flow again. It connected back to his recent mories.
The man began to think about what happened. He then rembered his na.
He had so mories, but he figured he lost mories because of the shock and started doing what he needed to do. The reason he didn’t feel important to find his lost mory was because his body refused to think about it.
He then walked into Aksarum and began studying the core, which he had been doing before the destruction. The human race was in danger. He had to study to give hope.
‘...’
Looking at the mory carefully, Lagaope noted every detail. After that was exactly as he rembered it. He went back into Aksarum and obtained basic information about the Divine Nation. He had learned of Broxian’s na again there. He had also acquired mory about three monsters by the result sent by the expedition team at the end. But it was all sothing that wasn’t related to him.
It sohow was fortunate that he had lost his mory. Thousands of years of anger would probably be too tiring. It would have driven him mad in the end. He was only allowed to pursue his goal because he was not overwheld with rage.
His lost mory also allowed him to travel across Lukra’s territory toward Ra-Sian. The priest spoke as if had he t Lagaope for the first ti but it was obvious that he just lied because he knew Lagaope had lost his mory.
But the mory was now different. Lagaope now knew the reasoning behind his past actions.
He had road Ra-Sian territory. His lonely days had been continued and he experinted with the monkeys. During that ti, the sa mankind was born within. The monkey who had born with 80% of possibility that eventually ca into fruition.
It would have been just one of the success. Even if the monkey beca such a being, it was still only a monkey. But he couldn’t do that. Without his mories, Lagaope did not see why.
The superhuman asked Lagaope after he explained what Lagaope had done.
That seed reasonable but sothing didn’t feel right. Lagaope shook his head.
These savage humans did not even na themselves. Lagaope then thought long and chose a na. Na that a certain man would like.
The superhuman didn’t seem eager.
Lagaope was so happy. He couldn’t understand why.
That was when Lagaope had earned a partner that will side with him for thousands of years. The Lagaope who was looking at this mory watched without any words. Then the ti flowed again.
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