The MU saga

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PART V - (THE PLAN)

Lord Sylar the Lord of Lords called an assemblage with his fellow Dark Lords at the bar of Devias to devise a strategy for their imminent attack at Kunlun’s Lair.

All Lords have greeted each other with glee and with happy thoughts as if the danger is not imminent. When the door at the backside of the bar opened…

Warrior: Arise, Arise… thy Lord of Lords has arrived.

And all bowed their heads as a sign of respect to Lord Sylar. But the attention of the Lords was caught by the warrior standing beside him. All were looking at Morning especially on his sword, the Divine Sword.

Lord Chickoy: Young Master, is that the sword of Archangel?

Morning: Yes it is my Lord.

Lord Chickoy: Then you’re the one who attacked the castle to release the Archangels.

Morning: I’m only one of them.

Lord Chickoy: It means there are many of you.

Morning: There are eight of us my Lord.

All were flabbergast and stands in astonishment. They finally met one of those who retrieve the Sword.

Lord Sylar: At ease my noble comrades. I set thy meeting to divulge whatever proposal we must gather so we can accomplish success for the forthcoming confrontation with Kundun.

All were silent and look at each other waiting for someone to bequeath an initiative.

Lord Gen: May I converse my Lord of Lords.

Lord Sylar: Yes, please speak my Lord.

Lord Gen: I have small tête-à-tête with our Great Lords here and each of the Great Lords troops is not even enough nor equal to the infantry of Kundun. How can we match with his fortress? He has tenths of million of troops against us. The count maybe 1 is to 100.

And all nattered and express their thoughts. Lord Sylar elevates his Staff and hit the ground with force and the bar was filled with silence.

Lord Sylar: Lord Gen, you yourself have raid the bastion of Kundun in the Valley of Loren and everyone knows you never spared a single life of Kunduns monsters. How many are you and how many have you killed. 5,000 against 80 of you and now you’re in doubt that it is possible. Where is thy courage my Lord?

Lord Gen: My Lord, those are weak ogre which are not even half of the strength of his best sentinels.

Everybody waits for Lord Sylars response but Morning retorted.

Morning: My Great Lords, in this scuffle we maybe insufficient in numbers but we already have our best cavalier. Each of us has its own adeptness and uniqueness. We have been battling the odds since our childhood. If we can at least try to unite as one, I assure you that we can overcome these obstacles. We need to strive even at the slightest chance that we have. This is not for our own benefit but for the welfare of the whole Continent. Don’t you want to see our offspring live in peace and harmony?

And all bowed as a sign that they accede. And there they have exchange tactics. Hours fled and at last they finally came up with a plan. Each one had been given their mission and instructions before they left the bar.

Finally, only Lord Sylar and Morning was left.

Morning: Can it be done my Lord?

Lord Sylar: If it can’t, why should we partake when our own lives and the lives of our beloved are at stake? Neither I nor you can be spared from this confrontation. The crack of dawn is approaching. Let us go. We must not waste time.

And Morning and Lord Sylar left with high hopes. Upon reaching their village, one soldier approach and bowed in front of Lord Sylar.

Soldier: My Lord of Lords, there’s hearsay that we will hostile the forces of Kundun. Is that true my Lord?

Lord Sylar: ask your brethren, I need to rest. My time is very scarce.

Soldier: My apologies.

Then Lord Sylar went to his room. The soldier then chinwag to morning and ask the same question. And morning tapped him at the back.

Morning: We need to my comrade … We need to…

Before mid-day strikes all gallant warriors were gathered at the fountain of Lorencia waiting for the confirmation and orders. Lord Sylar asked Morning to disclose the mandate.

Morning: Hear ye… Hear ye… Fellow Mutizens and Noble warriors, yesterday the assembly of our Lords was efficacious. The rumors that you heard yesterday are all accurate. We are planning to attack Kunduns sanctuary.

The Mutizens started to babble. Making own speculations and conclusion. The smell of fear can be seen in their interior.

Morning: Silence…. and the people muzzled up.

Morning: Each one of us has essential responsibility to this continent. It’s time for us to assail our nemesis before our existence will obliterate. Before us, it should be them. I stand here in front of you as a friend, a brother, a comrade. I call upon thee my brethren for this last skirmish… fellow gallant knights, wizards and so as our beloved Elf Warriors.

Our Lords Sylar and the other Lords will precede and tussle with us in our encounter with Kundun’s minion.

Then one odd looking soldier yelled …

Odd Soldier: What will be the benefit if we’ll give our lives in this war? Will we be given equal rights or we’ll just live in hypocrisy again.

The Mutizens gazed at solider with peculiarity and wonder where he came from.

Lord Sylar stands, full of query and asked the soldier.

Lord Sylar: I never had the acquaintance with you young lad. Who art thou?

Odd Soldier: My Lord, my persona is not of importance. What is vital is if we stand, fight and give up our lives. What merit we will acquire? What will our siblings and children’s benefit from it?

Lord Sylar gazed at the odd soldier…

Lord Sylar: I cannot promise anything except if we won this battle; I assure you and your forefathers that you’ll live in peace and harmony and all will be given equal rights.

Odd Soldier: That will do my Lord… That will do.

Morning: My brethren, all those who want to fight with us may now enlist.

The MUtizens started to register one by one. Some are asking for their old mans approval, some were teary eyed while seeing their siblings sign in, some parents hugged their children and explain why they need to go and bid them farewell.

And Lord Sylar obliged Morning to start the training at the break of dawn. Morning’s brethren assist him with training. From the Battle Elves Alienware, Jeanjer, Foxy led by the great Tease. From the Soul Master’s Tarrent led by the Sorcerer Blind Master Canaris. From the Flamboyant Aura of Mystical Magic Gladiator led by Daylight and yes even the playful but Pretty Elves led by Baps.

All are masters in their own field. They taught the novice all the tactics they know and how to utilized the proper equipment and how to maneuver the weapon at a right time. A week passed and all masters are happy with the outcome. Their apprentices have mastered the skills that they have taught.

Not so far away, the odd looking soldier was gazing at the recruits and he was approached by Master Canaris.

Canaris: what’s bothering you young lad, I can sense your thoughts and they are very deep? And the Odd Looking Soldier was surprised when he sees Master Canaris at his back.

Odd looking Soldier: (Sighs Deeply) Master, majority of these recruits is adolescent and has no experience what it is in the battlefield. I don’t know if they can uphold themselves in our clash with Kunduns minions.

Canaris: I distinguished that you have battled enough outside but that’s not the reason I only perceive. A much more serious one, whom are you looking for?

Odd Looking Solider: Nothing Master, nothing…and tried to walk away from Master Canaris.

Canaris: If not now my young lad, when do you plan?

Odd Looking Soldier: Only time could tell Master… only time could tell… and then he left.

Master Canaris then shook his head and observed the trainees. He wondered on whom amongst the masters the odd looking soldier he has pertained his thoughts.

Then Master Canaris joined his fellow master in the training and Master Morning introduced him. The trainees bowed their heads in sign of respect and they have continued the training.

The Odd Looking Soldier was again staring at the trainees. Then two young boys run in his way playing with hand made swords. It seems that amongst the two siblings the younger one was more dominant because of his strength. But the youngest of the two went out of balance and falls down and quickly the older one pointed his sword at the neck of his young sibling.

Older Sibling: Next time, be very careful with your moves, you don’t need to be strong in battle but you need strategy also in fighting. You must check your defense. You need to find the weakness of your opponent.

Younger Sibling: But I don’t know to control it. I want to hit as hard as a rock.

With that, the odd looking soldier had a flash back from his past. Those were the same words that were used when he was little boy. He is always beaten by the one man he admired most and kept telling him the same line.

He was alerted when the younger of the sibling tap him and ask him if his older brother was saying the truth. He just smiled and carried the young sibling. Yes, what your brother have said are all true.

Young Sibling: Sir, I haven’t seen you around here. Where are you from?

Odd Looking Soldier: I came from here also. Soon you’ll know me young child…soon you’ll know… (He puts down the young boy) then left.

And Master Canaris gazed at him from a far.

After a month of intensive training, the apprentices are prepared and they were brought to Lord Sylar. Lord Sylar was not satisfied from what he saw but the time is insufficient for more trainings.

Lord Sylar: gather all troops and equipped them then bring them to Plaza Lorencia.

The Masters gathered their apprentices at Plaza Lorencia and waited for Lord Sylars instructions.

Lord Sylar called the masters and asked them who amongst the greenhorn on who were on top of the trainings and were selected.

There unlucky to be on the list were asked to go home. But one young lad steps forward, kneels down and asked Lord Sylar.

Young Lad: My Lord of Lords, I have joined this training to be one of the gallant knights but why I was not chosen.

Lord Sylar: Young Lad, what is your name?

Young Lad: Jyonu

Jyonu, you are the youngest of the apprentice. It’s not easy out there. You might be too weak to defend yourself. You should be the one who needs protection.

Jyonu: I maybe young but I also wanted to fight. As Master Morning said, each one of us has essential responsibility in this continent and I am ready to dedicate my life to be of service.

Lord Sylar was amazed by this young lad courage and gave him his blessings to join the noble warriors in battle. The young Jyonu was very happy when he was reconsidered.

He then gets his set of armor with Master Aesir.

Master Aesir: (while giving the set) you should always stand alert at all times at the time of battle. One mishap would mean your life. Here’s your armor and report to me at once and never leave my side until I told you.

Jyonu: I will not let you down Master. I promise you that.

Jyonu left to tell his relatives about the trainings. Upon reaching his village he started humming while wearing his battle gear.

The people saw the Young Jyonu and one of his cousins approached him and said.

Cousin: Well, well what do we have here? A warrior who’s battle dress is bigger than his height. Oh look, He also has a sword. Maybe he will kill some spiders and feed it to the army.

All people in his village laugh with his cousin but the young Jyonu continued to walk home.

Jyonu: you will respect me one day (whispering).

Meanwhile, the Lord of Lords set a meeting for the last time and all Lords were present. They discussed and finalized all necessary actions they need to do.

Lord Sylar: My Lords, on the third day before the sun rise, all should be on their designated place. All warriors must be instructed on what they need to do.

Lord Gen: Rest assured that my warriors will be in complete attendance.

And all of the Lords vowed to bring their best warrior with them on the final battle of their life. All are in high hopes that they would emerge victorious. All want the peace they have before. All want to live in harmony.

Lord Sylar called his finest warriors for a get together to discuss the upcoming confrontation with Kundun. All of the masters attended the said gathering; Master Daylight, Master Canaris, Master Tarrent, Master Tease, Master Alienware, Master Foxy, Master Garrette, Master Baps, Master Aesir and last but not the least Master Morning.

Lord Sylar: Masters, we shall journey at night before the third day. We need to be there first so we can validate the surroundings. Morning will lead you and I will meet with the other Lords to relay the final instructions.

Tarrent: Master, I’m a bit concerned because our numbers are so little.

Lord Sylar: I can see that but we need to make the most of what we have.

Aesir: My Lord, I’m also worried about the Armors that we have. Some are frail.

Lord Sylar: We have the pixies with us. They will engender us strength and defense.

Alienware: I hope our plan will prosper.

Garrette: Have faith my fellow Master… Have faith

Lord Sylar advised each Masters what to do. All were silently listening for the instructions. And before Midnight the meeting was adjourned.

While walking Master Tease break the silence and talked to his sister.

Tease: I’m sorry if I’ve been rude at you since we were little.

Baps: its okay sis, I understand you. You were meant to be a leader.

And Tease and Baps held hands while walking.

Daylight: Master Foxy, I’ve seen that you’re so anxious since we left Lorencia.

Foxy: I am very much agitated. Our apprentices are too juvenile to be at odds in this fracas. I feel sorry for them.

Tarrent: Worry not Master Foxy, Young they maybe but their courage will keep them alive in this battle.

Upon reaching Lorencia they all went to their respective homes and tried to get some rest. Upon sleeping Master Morning dreamt of his long lost brother Morgen. In his dream, his brother was still alive and they were in a place quiet and peaceful until the quiet place become aggravated. His brother was abducted by Kundun and then he woke up.

Morning: (gasping for air) another nightmare…

Then he went outside. It was very quiet. He was thinking when his seclusion was abrupt upon Master Canaris appearance.

Canaris: What’s causing your nuisance Master Morning?

Morning: I have dreamed of my brother again.

Canaris: is it horrendous?

Morning: at first they were very delighting but in the end they are becoming unpleasant.

Canaris: Your dream means something. You envisage something that might happen in the future.

Morning: since my brother was departed from me. I had this dreams became appalling.

Canaris: try to get some rest. You need your strength.

Morning: why are you still awake master?

Master Canaris was nowhere at sight then Master Morning decided to take a rest.

In the morning all warriors were filed up in a line waiting for their armory and weapons to be given. Lord Sylar was staring at them when he was approached by Master Tease.

Tease: our warriors are ready and just waiting for your command.

Lord Sylar: okay wait for my instruction.

Lord Sylar was left alone and he was silent and thinks deeply. He thinks if they failed in this skirmish, would there be next generation of warriors able to launch an attacked Kundun?

The warriors were all organized and received instruction from their superiors. Then Master Morning counseled them.

Morning: Each one should be alert on their defense on the battle day. We don’t need to fight individually; we need to fight as team. This afternoon everyone is advised to take a rest, for you need it on our voyage tonight. You are dismissed.

Everyone went to their home full of hopes that they will returned to their families alive after the battle. Lorencia was full of silence the whole afternoon, like a ghost town.

Then nightfall came everyone was ready. All are wearing their armors and each has their weapons. Families look at their kins and their siblings stand in pride. The Masters are complete with their warriors. Then Lord Sylar advises the masters to start the journey. And all noble warriors left Lorencia.

Morning and the other Masters lead them. Lord Sylar went to meet the other Lords for the final task.

The noble warriors reach the meeting point and stayed there for a while. Then half of an hour other warriors came. Then another… and another… Finally the Lord of Lords, Lord Sylar showed up. They marched onto the focal point of Kundun’s stomping ground.

And after his conversation with the other Lords, he addressed the noble warriors of MUtizen for the final instruction. All were silent.

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