The Inevitable Destiny

The Inevitable Destiny
Masalalu


The clock has shown at 12 pm, has entered the time, the occurrence of the supermoon phenomenon.


Meanwhile, a beautiful woman with black eyes, with violet irises, was struggling to rise above the surface of the river.


No, why is this river so deep!, his inner.


His body began to feel weak, but with all his might, he continued to try to reach the surface of the river, to the limit of his body.


his hands were no longer able to move, nor was his entire body.


He finally gave up, allowing the cold of the river water, bringing his body deeper and deeper, his vision began to blur, along with his consciousness that began to disappear.


Without him noticing anything in his body, it began to cast black magic, even though within the river, the dense color of the magic was quite clearly visible, due to the moonlight that was bouncing on the water.


Then he accidentally, returned to life ten thousand years ago, without having his present memories.


At that time the God Realm was still standing in balance, all the clans were coexisting, with their respective territories, however, some gods, who had higher degrees of rank, would stay in the sky realm, to lead, and guard the weak clan, from the attack of the Demon God.


Meanwhile, in the nature of the flower clan, there was a princess who was very famous for her beauty, she rarely went out of her territory, yet was greatly admired, and respected.


Although the flower clan itself had low degrees, as none of the flower clan members had managed to level up, becoming gods in the sky realm.


Then in a very large garden, filled with various types of flowers, a beautiful girl, in a pink dress, was lying down, under the shade of a tree.


A gentle breeze, sweeping the fine hairs around his face, the warm afternoon sun, made him sleep in a dream, so comfortably.


"Xiya,"


Shouted an old man, with his mane still black, despite his age of hundreds of years, he was Xiya's father.


Hearing the noise around her, the beautiful, white-blossomed girl awoke from her deep sleep.


Slowly, the iris of the violet eye began to open, it frowned, due to the glare of the sun entering the net of his eye.


"Dad, Heley?,"


He muttered, with a distinctive sound of waking up.


"Xiya, you're always lounging in the park, so as to fall asleep like this, quickly get up, we should get ready to leave immediately,"


Said a handsome man, with a similar appearance to Xiya, He is Heley, Xiya's older brother. 


"Go?, Where?,"


He asked, still reluctant to get up from his place.


" Xiya did you forget again?, We have to go to the sky realm, to attend the banquet, the Moon Goddess' birthday,"


Obviously father.


"Aah~, I remember now, when did the show start?,"


He then changed his sleeping position to sit.


"In a moment, therefore, quickly prepare, before dark,"


Omel Heley, he then pulled Xiya's hand to stand up from his seat.


"Alright, I'll be ready now,"


Finally, with his flat face.


Evening came, it was time for Xiya and her family, to go to the sky realm.


However as the very old Xiya prepared, making their arrival would be a little late.


After a long time of preparation, he was ready to go with his family.


Xiya's current appearance made the family, as well as the servants in the flower clan, look at her with great admiration.


She wore a white dress, mixed with pink, plus a yellow flower motif, at the end of her dress.


While the white mane is carried, with flower-shaped jewelry, which symbolizes himself, which comes from the flower clan, but some of his small hair is left unraveled.


"Xiya, you've always held my daughter captive,"


Praise a woman, who has the same mane as Xiya, she is a mother, as well as the legal wife of the flower clan leader.


"Thank you mom, let's go now,"


Take Xiya, still with his flat face, he rarely displays an expressive facial expression.


"Look at the sky as rumored,"


"You're right, it's so beautiful, so lucky if I can stay here,"


"Level your magic power, then you can stay here, or you can marry a god in the sky realm,"


"If the man is a god of war, then I'm getting married,"


"A dream alone, even it seems like the god of war, will not be present at this banquet,"


The guests were busy talking about, the natural beauty of the sky, and also did not forget to talk about the deity most admired in all of nature.


But their attention was instantly distracted, as Xiya and her family began to step inside the hall.


"The flower clan greet the Moon Goddess, and wish her a happy birthday, we wish the great Moon Goddess always happiness,"


Said the head of the family, bowing respectfully, followed by Xiya, Heley, and also his mother.


"Thank you for coming,"


Said a beautiful woman, who had a black mane, with gray eyes, she wore a blue dress, and wore a crown, with a moon-shaped decoration in the middle.


"Thank you again to the Moon Goddess who has invited us, I represent from the flower clan, bringing a special gift to the Moon Goddess,"


After saying that, a few people came in, bringing along the intended gift.


The gift was a sword, which glimmered like moonlight, coupled with a handle that had an engraving like a crescent moon.


"Hey isn't it like a red crescent sword, which was destroyed due to the war with the demon god?,"


"You're right, how can the sword still exist?,"


Whispers of the guests who attended the banquet.


"the red crescent sword has indeed been destroyed, and this sword is not the sword you think it is, this is the blue crescent sword, specially made by the head of the flower clan, this is not the sword you think it is, using the sky pool spiritual energy in our clan, may the Goddess like a gift from us,"


Obviously Heley, while handing the sword to the Moon Goddess.


"A very good sword, thank you, I will certainly appreciate it,"


The goddess of the moon answered, and then received the sword.


After that, guests from the flower clan are welcome to sit down, and enjoy the banquet.


All the guests were busy talking about Xiya, who looked very beautiful, while the xiya who was being noticed was also uncomfortable.


Xiya finally decided to briefly exit the hall, then set foot aimlessly, and was just busy looking through the beautiful nature of the sky.


The sight that presented the beautiful clouds of the celestial realm, as well as the nearby moon, and the visible stars, made Xiya reluctant to budge from his place.


The wind that blew softly, unintentionally bringing the beautiful sound of the harp, into his sense of hearing.


Xiya finally followed the sound, moving his feet towards the source of the sound.


The beautiful voice came from one of the rooms, which was quite far from the banquet hall.


"The residence of the god of war,"


Xiya muttered, as he read the writing, which was above the entrance of the residence.


Xiya finally stopped his steps, right in front of the entrance of the residence, he was of course reluctant, to enter into the residence of just anyone, especially in the residence belonging to a God of war.


He could only hear the sound from a distance, looking at the door of the residence with curiosity, he wondered in his mind, what kind of war god that was often talked about?.


Meanwhile, someone who was currently playing his soy sauce, seriously, felt a little disturbed, due to the gust of wind, which brought the scent of flowers to his sense of smell.


Shortly thereafter, he began to realize that someone was standing outside his residence.


The man with Silver's mane, and the blue-eyed blind, stopped the game of the soy sauce, too,


He then stood up, and began to move his legs slowly, at this time he was wearing all white clothes.


While Xiya who realized that he was discovered, immediately left the residence, then returned to the banquet hall.


Just as he was leaving, the man opened the door of his residence.


He frowned, having found no one outside, however, he could still feel, the rest of Xiya's energy left behind, albeit faintly, plus, with the fragrant fragrance of flowers, however, what was left behind, could still be captured by his sense of smell.