Legends of Kepler: Ancestral Kings

CHAPTER II: MISSING MEADOWS (5)

CHAPTER II: MISSING MEADOWS (5)

Thenaredt was a region rooted in chivalry and diplomacy. Full of men faithful to their King, like little ants serving their colony. A large and beautiful region, seized for years and several hundred miles, full of rivers, streams, and waterfalls; innumerable forests, hills and mountains, which enjoyed all kinds of exotic species. Fundamentally new and fresh ecosystems, embryos of life. Organisms meeting their first evolutionary steps, experimenting with their environments. Completely magical, sophisticated and mysterious creatures. Well, this kingdom had been slow to complement itself. Millennia of wars, thousands and thousands of men were sacrificed to have come to this great and unbreakable monarchy. Through his ancestors, the legitimate King Agameus inherited these blissful lands; together with his beloved queen Eliz and his 12 excellencies of daughters, who were crowned as duchesses and eternal possessors of the immense empire. Its parts were distributed equally, choosing from the firstborn to the last of their daughters, the peoples and the different states corresponding to the King's judgment, and they swore reverence to them, and the soldiers of these nations, swore the loyalty paid with the life towards the sovereignty and eternal power of King Agameus. A superb king, however, and subtly self-centered. For there was no kingdom that competed or even dared to imagine fighting against such a huge and solidified kingdom through the centuries.

The town was sustained mainly by the wealth extracted by the King. Gold, copper, platinum, maltese and emeralds of all color gammas were offered to the towns, to turn the states into small cities, with detailed structures and designs, apart from the payment to the small governors who promised fortresses and militias for defense from all points of the empire. A fearsome kingdom, indestructible by any terrestrial.

A destruction, an impending chaos, a prophetic image invaded Amalia's mind. For three nights in a row, she had the same dream. A dream that immediately turned into a nightmare that explored the most hidden spaces of her soul, awakening a pain that she had never experienced in her life. It was intense, she felt her soul burning alive. The fragments of love and togetherness were slowly ripped from her being. The event illustrated an inability to control what happened. And the worst, the impotence of not being able to do anything about it.

The evil that fell on Anaís was blurred, but destiny was clearly reflected through the visions: the town was destroyed, the kingdom overthrown and its lands invaded by a catastrophe. The hecatomb flowed in flames, and Anaís was devoured by giant shadows, which could not be identified. She saw nothing but silhouettes and dark specters; which, if it was clear, was the claim of her people's blood. The haunting claim on the life of her family, on the life of her mother.

The stone tower was smashed into pieces. Before everyone's faces, darkness invaded the sky. A dark night, full of cries for help and despair. Giant creatures seized the skies, although it seemed for brief periods that the disaster was also caused by land. It was the attack of an army. It was an invasion of her people, guided by a terrifyingly powerful energy. An energy that brought with it the end of her times.

I guess this is the part of the story that I should get into. My name is Ada, I am already 24 years old. I am on a very distant planet, where I have managed to obtain close experiences with other types of human beings who manage to assimilate a lot to the natives of my planet. I belong to a caring group, or tribes (as we call them) in a quite warm and tropical area, as for the place, it is an infinitely large area although I am located in the coastal areas of the land, having the opportunity to appreciate the splendid horizon every day; 

Ingratiating myself with the rise and fall of the most dazzling star I have ever seen and also, the consignment of a deep moon at nights where I find a connection with my home, when I manage to see the dim stars and the parade of thousands of stars that are presented in this place,; as if they knew we were watching it. It reminds me a lot of my visions as a child, when I could be flooded in the infinite amplitude of the cosmos while my Mother sang to me the songs left by the stars to our first ancestors. It is a beautiful place, and I have had the good fortune to adapt to it quite quickly, many times I think this was planned. I feel like they've been waiting for me here for a long time, which sounds like crazy.

I have been living here for 14 years. I have dedicated myself to understanding the culture of these beings, and I have had the opportunity to explore the different behaviors and patterns of survival, and I dare say that they are not as different as the peoples of my star. They have certain essential limitations, but I have come to realize over the years that these beings are guided by their hearts and their feelings more than anything else. They have an incredible intuitive sense, which has allowed them to survive, adapt and work together as a species through different mechanisms. Even many times without rationally understanding how they learned them or how they know that these methods are effective. They give me hope to continue spreading the love teachings taught to me by the personalities of my mother and my grandmother. Since I arrived, there seems to be a future for the culture of our lands. It is a fertile planet for mystical advances.

Everything you have read in these writings, are authentic narratives and tales of Leyra, The Mother of the Forests and Queen of the World by Kepler. Authentic narrations in the handwriting of my grandmother. I have taken the time to translate all these writings, thanks to the help of an outsider whom I will describe in a few moments, and I have dedicated myself these last years to organize this story, with which I have fallen in love, and with which it means everything. for me. I have found no other purpose of being here alive, as the only survivor of my star, other than to tell the story of it, in order to disseminate its future teachings and reflections on the natural course that a kingdom of creatures can take. , of the level of importance that each of their decisions have, especially the consequences they cause, and how complicated things can become, just by not following our conscience, which is the true energetic link we have with life. I have dedicated my years to this extensive work so that it reaches the hands of the kings and queens of this star; Only in this way can we spread these messages, in order to produce a massive impact on your civilizations. 

After all, we are brothers, belonging to this same vital universe. We are one. It is important to me that some details are known. I came to this planet as I said earlier a few years ago; I understand why Oasis envisioned emigrating here. It is a quite habitable region, in fact, I would say that it is even more habitable than my planet. Its atmosphere is pleasant, its climate is generally adequate (except for some storms but nothing compared to dangerous Kepler storms), there is a great abundance of natural resources and a great abundance of marine creatures, of which I consider unique on this planet

. When I woke up, I felt bigger. In fact, it was bigger. It was inside the capsule, but the capsule did not feel moving, in realidae it felt like it was buried. In my right hand I only had the writings, in my left hand the Book of Leyra, which has taught me impressive things, and on my forehead a stain of blood was gushing out, making clear a wound, perhaps due to the impact of the cabin to the surface. The calendar inside the capsule was quite strange, the truth all the capsule had codes and words that I had never seen, but the numbers were very similar. I was able to make a similarity in which I compared the Rimerian numbers and the Oasis numbers, and I was able to conclude that really about 2-3 Rimerian years had passed, which represented Repr

The three jars and stirred them as fast as he could that they were out of sight of the Aramordt. After a few moments, she stopped, and the three flasks sprouted a small gaseous essence that made it impossible to see inside them.

Vavre then asked Rita to choose one, and that firefly that came out of that jar would reveal his fate.

Rita chose the first jar, and when the prophet opened it, the three fireflies flew out of it, approaching her, and flying among them.

When the last of his daughters turned 16 rimerian springs, Agameus ordered all his daughters to disperse to their corresponding estates by hereditary right. He ordered them to reign, govern, influence, negotiate and mainly, relate to her people and find a man worthy of her hand. For Agameus, he had f*******n romantic relationships with any of his daughters. It was not going to be, until the last of them was ready, for all of them to go out in search of the autonomy of their lives. For the one who will demonstrate the best leadership was to be her name sealed from her as the rightful heir to the entire Gloen kingdom. For Agameo, age did not matter but maturity in his actions. 

The personality and character of his daughters would prove to whom she was chosen to erect the great throne. A judgment that he himself wished to impart, through the obvious. Well, the obvious to him was the indisputable. It was a question that he wanted to resolve being alive and placed on sacred parchment. He was not going to allow such a generational effort to obtain so much wealth and power to be thrown overboard. Nothing guaranteed or won for anyone; all equally, they had to demonstrate which was the most suitable for the position.

"Father, can't you see how unfair this is to me?" -claims Rosa- "This is the kind of embarrassment that you put me through. Thirty-six springs, without a partner without choosing my mandate and being your first daughter."

"Rosalina, daughter. This is why I am giving you Elietcel, the most organized of my states. I have already mentioned you, I am not looking for age or chronology. I am looking for maturity, attitude and love in this Kingdom. Seeing you whimsically and infallibly demanding a reign which you never fought or shed blood for, is the reason why I want equity among my heirs. With this you do not seem to show attitude for this enormous responsibility, and you disappoint me. But still, I believe in you. You are the one who has more experience, and this is what you must value and take into consideration. "

"I cannot believe this or what you are telling me. The neighboring kingdoms have had it consecrated through the centuries that the firstborn is the one who has the direct right to inherit the throne. An opportunity like the one that, at the time, yourself You saw "

"Well, that's the way it is, this is not another one of those kingdoms. This is Gloen, an empire, a fortress. She has become so huge that I will not allow any daughter of mine to seize it; but rather the one who show greater courage, love and resilience. I became King because only I was left standing in the last of our battles. My brothers, my friends and my father died, and between tears and pain we raised this flag and became sovereign at last This is your chance, take it or leave it. "

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