The Conqueror's Journey
season 2: meaning behind autumn

Danel shakes a little. “ sorry, I have made that mistake and also I can not fulfill your request and also father may be the same as the emperor in the past.”

Danel took a deep breath to stop the memories of the bad memories of the past that began to roll back in his mind, those memories were really painful for him, he said, if only he had been aware of his mistake it might not have happened and his wife might not have been a victim to his selfishness.

And also why did he see Miranda's shadow again?

Danel folded the paper and re-entered it. Danel ran up deftly as if gravity would not affect him. With his legs pulled over he ran quickly, a split second he was already on top. He looked no further; he went on a journey.

10 Minutes passed and he arrived in front of the beautiful village, and again took out his crystal to ensure the right direction to be taken.

After making sure he left.

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Lantern village

Lantern Village was one of the villages part of the purple empire that was to the North. The village is located in a large valley surrounded by forests and rivers, as well as hills. Although the valley, this village is located in the highlands.This village is very beautiful because the population is very traditional, besides that because it is located in the mountains this village has a cold and fresh atmosphere, and the, not infrequently if a person is above the valley in the morning will see white dew in the morning sunlight.

The name of this village is the village of lanterns, which comes from the tradition that they have been living for generations is a day of hope by flying lanterns into the air. They regard lanterns as the delivery of their messages, hopes, and wishes to the ruler above. They believe that every message and hope they write will be conveyed either in intact or damaged lanterns.

On the North hill is the highest place in the place and that is where they always perform the ritual. They will stand on the edge of a hill or cliff that leads to the view to the village. They assume that the right height is a sacred place and dwells the spirits of the ancestors. Before they do it, they usually give offerings there as a sign of permission or ask for safety in performing the ritual.

Their houses were all made of wood including the tools used in their daily lives. In this village there is no electricity they only rely on lanterns in every house as their light at night. Despite relying on the light of the lantern, the village was very beautiful especially from the mountains above it.

The residents all eyed the farmer's search. They are still a bit primitive, not knowing money. They simply implemented a system of exchange, they assumed that in that way all the goods they wanted would satisfy both sides, they thought, for example, if a farmer who has one type of vegetable and shivers another, they only need to find people who want it. If no one wants it? It was impossible because they only grew vegetables of one type and one job, their ancestors assumed that by going through one job and growing one size would make better results.

The roads that connect the houses of the residents are only wooden walkways that come from the surrounding forest that add to the beauty of the village.

The river that flows from the mountain has clear water and has a waterfall at the bottom. Although not large but it is very tall and beautiful if seen from the village lantern.

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At the waterfall a man was sitting on a large rock. Both of his hands were holding bamboo fishing rods. The sound of the waterfall and the air around him could not disturb him, instead this was a comfort for him in a time when no one was accompanying him. With an occasional flickering of his eyes. He sat petrified, his eyes only looking at the water quietly, as if it was his treasure. Although under the waterfall, the water atmosphere on the outside was quite calm, the man could calmly look at him without fear of being fooled by the water waves

The man had a handsome face, black blonde hair, 160m tall, wearing traditional clothes, the man was a treya who was fishing under the waterfall.

After 10 minutes of waiting he finally felt that his bait had been eaten by fish. Treya quickly stood up, his focused face turned joyful, lifting his fingers up with vigor, but the strong power of the fish made his jora more curved, he tried to lift it but he was pulled firmly. Although the power of the fish is strong, it does not give a strong effect to the fishing rod, the fishing rod he has is a gift from his father when he was a child, he said, the fishing rod is made of good materials and if it hits the fish it is only curved, so it is not a problem for him if the fishing rod is broken.

He kept trying to pull it until the fish jumped, treya who saw the fish, made his eyes widen, his mouth slightly opened looking at the fish which had a length of four meters, then jumped on the grass, then jumped on the grass, quickly treya ambushed the fish until it could not move.

Treya chuckles, “With this I can eat as much fish.” He muttered while holding the fish.

He placed the fish on his shoulder and took his fishing rod and went home.

The treya house is on a hill that is surrounded by tall and dense cypress trees on the left right and behind. While in front of him filled with beautiful grass and chairs facing down. So that his house can look well from below.

The treya house is made of cypress wood on which there is a chimney. When the weather is clear he can find out the place of his house from the village below. From the smoke rising from the hill he could tell that his mother was home, but it also did not reflect on him when he came home, because he always felt exhausted when he arrived at his house. Tiredness always mastered it made him decide to sit in the front seat of his house facing the village below. He can see a beautiful sight. As far as the eye could see he could know everything, what he liked most in the morning when the sun was shining down on the valley and the dew rose, it was like the heaven he saw.

At the time of rain he is not afraid of landslides that occur, because in his yard grew thousands of grass that is light green that serves to grip the ground firmly, because in the yard of his house grew thousands of grass that is light green, in addition, the grass can have purple flowers that only occur once a year.

Treya sat on the trunk of an evergreen tree that had been knocked down by the wind, sweaty water started to slide from his face, he could feel his heart beating faster, he could feel his heart beating faster, the temperature in his body increased let alone the Sun that was already at its peak adding to his fatigue.

He looked up to see smoke emerging from his home chimney. His face slowly smiled as he looked at the rising smoke. In her heart she was very happy, and imagined how her mother would react when she brought this big fish, although she might be until the afternoon.

20 Minutes later, he continued his journey. Up to the house, he had to pass the river upstream and the stairs to the hill that was not too high.