The Last Warrior of The Rising Sun ( Book 1 )

The Last Warrior of The Rising Sun ( Book 1 )

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She's Thea Ysabel the woman hated by thier town. She was like a dangerous flower that no one should want to have or to deal with. Even with her beautiful face no one knows what she looks like. She lives with her grandmother but one night her grandma died and made her alone left with misery and hatred. She seeks answers and looks for someone or something as she finds a sword that was buried in the ground for years near her home. Will she seek for revenge or she will stand out as the last warrior the last in their bloodline that no one told her about.

The Last Warrior of The Rising Sun ( Book 1 ) Chapter 1 Prologue : The Awakening

In the realm of Aethel, it has four kingdoms named : North Land Pillar Kingdom, South Land Pillar Kingdom, East Land Pillar Kingdom and lastly the West Land Pillar Kingdom. Those four kingdoms have two lands in between The Sunstone is the central capital of North & South and the Starfall Valley of East & West Pillars where the poor people of the kingdoms live separated by the beautiful cities where noble people live.

There's a small house located in the forest in Sunstone Valley. Away from the people in the town capital. A woman in her 50s walking to the path that led to the town. She is holding a basket to buy supplies like food and the necessity of the house. Alone at night she is holding the basket now full of supplies as she heads back to the house located in the center of the forest. While walking the blazing of the wind at night comforts her. In her small steps she is holding a lamp with a candle inside as a light in the dark forest.

"GrandMa!" A woman shouted.

The old woman smiled and waved her hand to the person walking towards her.

"Let me have that." The woman added.

As she grabs the basket and walks beside the old woman. She looked at the person and gave her a flower as she placed it in the ear of the old woman.

"I picked it up awhile ago. I also grab new flowers for the vase inside the house grandma." She informed the old lady.

"That's great Thea. Thank you anak." She said.

"Grandma... What is feel like to live in the South Pillar Kingdom?" She asked.

"I once go there a long time ago. It's so beautiful and peaceful place anak." She said to her granddaughter.

"GrandMa. I want to be a soldier, a warrior!" She opened up.

"You can, it doesn't base on the life status it only matter if you have the skills to be a warrior." The old lady replied.

The woman named Thea nodded her head as she open the door in their small house surrounded by trees. Thea live in her since she was three years old at the young age she doesn't know her parents name or see them. She only have her grandmother since then.

Thea is now twenty five years old together with her grandmother. They live happily despite of being poor or being hate by the town people.

Thea looked at her a tattoo in a wrist hand. the tattoo is there's a white flower with yellow Pullen the flower is growing around the sword and the sword has a gold lining.

My wrist is glowing with a yellow light slowly faded there's a tattoo revealed it's soon beauty. When I hold my wrist where the tattoo suddenly appears I can feel that the sword and the white flower is kind of alive on its own. I was about to look at it closer when I heard my grandma call me from the kitchen.

"Let's me cook the dinner grandma." I said when I went to her side.

"Okay anak. I'll go to my room."

The old lady went inside on her room to continue embroidering the two handkerchief she made.

I heard my grandmother shouted from her room.

"I LOVE YOU THEA. ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT!" She said.

I didn't respond but instead I walked inside my room and slept.

- Midnight -

A group of people is walking towards an house in the center of Sunstone Valley. Where the last bloodline of the savior can be seen. When they enter , they only saw an old woman walking outside the house. Without thinking they know who she is and the blood running through her viens. The group of people run towards the old lady and slash the sword they are holding that makes the old lady fall in the ground with blood dropping from the wounds she gets from those people.

-- Thea Pov --

I hear a loud noise from outside the house. I heard a footsteps running and a load tud.

I wake up and walk towards the door. I'm still sleepy when I hold the doornob with my eyes is still half close I open the door.

I saw my grandmother lying in the grass, with a lot of blood in her clothes and her face looked so pale. I tried to wake her up and called her name but she didn't response.

Instead she open her eyes one more time and grab my hand and put something in it.

"Run Thea. Run" she whispered before she closed her eyes.

That's my grandmother last word told me to find the sword she give me a piece of paper. I accepted it and run away from the house. I can hear a footsteps from other direction. Because of panic I run towards the cemetery. Then a blue floating flame appeared leading to somewhere without hesitation I followed it. The wild of the blazing night welcome me I can't help but to cry. I opened the piece of paper and I saw a hand written letter or a riddle poem??? What's this..

A realm lies deeply in the shadows,

Its secret keeps it a sword of power.

Its bone hilt, its fire blade,

waits for someone to put out the blaze.

You'll discover bravery shining in crimson

to win over the gloom.

The ability to rule resides on your spoken word, to break spells and lift the curse.

The adversary awakens with delight,

to make land claims that everyone can see.

My grandmother was killed by someone I don't know. Then she gave me this paper with a riddle. I stared at it and read it I was about to take another step when I looked at the surroundings. When I reached the cemetery at the last part of the place I saw a rotten sword buried in the ground.

I think this is what the riddle talk about? I just don't know if I'm making a right decision. All I want right now is to kill the one who killed my grandmother. I don't believe that karma is a bitch. I can be the karma and a bitch.

When I stand closer to it. I saw the blue flame suddenly vanished. I took a deep breath before grabbing the rusty sword and walk away. Actually I don't know where to go, I'll just keep walking until I find a inn where I can stay for the night. It's time to say goodbye to Sunstone Valley. Because tomorrow I will find the one who killed my grandmother and they will face hell in my arms.

The next morning .....

Alone, there's no grandmas who is busy cooking will the first ever I saw every morning. I took a deep breath and grab a bag as I pack some things that can be useful as I left this town. When I close the door of the house I suddenly saw a blue light near the small river meter away from the forest in where we live. I followed it and when I looked at the river I saw a reflection in the water. I saw a young woman with long, light brown or auburn hair, wearing the same white long dress and it looked exactly like me. I was shocked at the moment and when I was about to speak. The blue flame and the reflection of a woman suddenly vanished.

In the realm of Aethel, it has four kingdoms named : North Land Pillar Kingdom, South Land Pillar Kingdom, East Land Pillar Kingdom and lastly the West Land Pillar Kingdom. Those four kingdoms have two lands in between The Sunstone is the central capital of North & South and the Starfall Valley of East & West Pillars where the poor people of the kingdoms live separated by the beautiful cities where noble people live.

There's a small house located in the forest in Sunstone Valley. Away from the people in the town capital. A woman in her 50s walking to the path that led to the town. She is holding a basket to buy supplies like food and the necessity of the house. Alone at night she is holding the basket now full of supplies as she heads back to the house located in the center of the forest. While walking the blazing of the wind at night comforts her. In her small steps she is holding a lamp with a candle inside as a light in the dark forest.

"GrandMa!" A woman shouted.

The old woman smiled and waved her hand to the person walking towards her.

"Let me have that." The woman added.

As she grabs the basket and walks beside the old woman. She looked at the person and gave her a flower as she placed it in the ear of the old woman.

"I picked it up awhile ago. I also grab new flowers for the vase inside the house grandma." She informed the old lady.

"That's great Thea. Thank you anak." She said.

"Grandma... What is feel like to live in the South Pillar Kingdom?" She asked.

"I once go there a long time ago. It's so beautiful and peaceful place anak." She said to her granddaughter.

"GrandMa. I want to be a soldier, a warrior!" She opened up.

"You can, it doesn't base on the life status it only matter if you have the skills to be a warrior." The old lady replied.

The woman named Thea nodded her head as she open the door in their small house surrounded by trees. Thea live in her since she was three years old at the young age she doesn't know her parents name or see them. She only have her grandmother since then.

Thea is now twenty five years old together with her grandmother. They live happily despite of being poor or being hate by the town people.

Thea looked at her a tattoo in a wrist hand. the tattoo is there's a white flower with yellow Pullen the flower is growing around the sword and the sword has a gold lining.

My wrist is glowing with a yellow light slowly faded there's a tattoo revealed it's soon beauty. When I hold my wrist where the tattoo suddenly appears I can feel that the sword and the white flower is kind of alive on its own. I was about to look at it closer when I heard my grandma call me from the kitchen.

"Let's me cook the dinner grandma." I said when I went to her side.

"Okay anak. I'll go to my room."

The old lady went inside on her room to continue embroidering the two handkerchief she made.

I heard my grandmother shouted from her room.

"I LOVE YOU THEA. ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT!" She said.

I didn't respond but instead I walked inside my room and slept.

- Midnight -

A group of people is walking towards an house in the center of Sunstone Valley. Where the last bloodline of the savior can be seen. When they enter , they only saw an old woman walking outside the house. Without thinking they know who she is and the blood running through her viens. The group of people run towards the old lady and slash the sword they are holding that makes the old lady fall in the ground with blood dropping from the wounds she gets from those people.

-- Thea Pov --

I hear a loud noise from outside the house. I heard a footsteps running and a load tud.

I wake up and walk towards the door. I'm still sleepy when I hold the doornob with my eyes is still half close I open the door.

I saw my grandmother lying in the grass, with a lot of blood in her clothes and her face looked so pale. I tried to wake her up and called her name but she didn't response.

Instead she open her eyes one more time and grab my hand and put something in it.

"Run Thea. Run" she whispered before she closed her eyes.

That's my grandmother last word told me to find the sword she give me a piece of paper. I accepted it and run away from the house. I can hear a footsteps from other direction. Because of panic I run towards the cemetery. Then a blue floating flame appeared leading to somewhere without hesitation I followed it. The wild of the blazing night welcome me I can't help but to cry. I opened the piece of paper and I saw a hand written letter or a riddle poem??? What's this..

A realm lies deeply in the shadows,

Its secret keeps it a sword of power.

Its bone hilt, its fire blade,

waits for someone to put out the blaze.

You'll discover bravery shining in crimson

to win over the gloom.

The ability to rule resides on your spoken word, to break spells and lift the curse.

The adversary awakens with delight,

to make land claims that everyone can see.

My grandmother was killed by someone I don't know. Then she gave me this paper with a riddle. I stared at it and read it I was about to take another step when I looked at the surroundings. When I reached the cemetery at the last part of the place I saw a rotten sword buried in the ground.

I think this is what the riddle talk about? I just don't know if I'm making a right decision. All I want right now is to kill the one who killed my grandmother. I don't believe that karma is a bitch. I can be the karma and a bitch.

When I stand closer to it. I saw the blue flame suddenly vanished. I took a deep breath before grabbing the rusty sword and walk away. Actually I don't know where to go, I'll just keep walking until I find a inn where I can stay for the night. It's time to say goodbye to Sunstone Valley. Because tomorrow I will find the one who killed my grandmother and they will face hell in my arms.

The next morning .....

Alone, there's no grandmas who is busy cooking will the first ever I saw every morning. I took a deep breath and grab a bag as I pack some things that can be useful as I left this town. When I close the door of the house I suddenly saw a blue light near the small river meter away from the forest in where we live. I followed it and when I looked at the river I saw a reflection in the water. I saw a young woman with long, light brown or auburn hair, wearing the same white long dress and it looked exactly like me. I was shocked at the moment and when I was about to speak. The blue flame and the reflection of a woman suddenly vanished.

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“She's Thea Ysabel the woman hated by thier town. She was like a dangerous flower that no one should want to have or to deal with. Even with her beautiful face no one knows what she looks like. She lives with her grandmother but one night her grandma died and made her alone left with misery and hatred. She seeks answers and looks for someone or something as she finds a sword that was buried in the ground for years near her home. Will she seek for revenge or she will stand out as the last warrior the last in their bloodline that no one told her about.”
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Chapter 1 Prologue : The Awakening

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Chapter 2 The Blue Flame

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Chapter 3 The Journey

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Chapter 4 The Hidden Cave

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Chapter 5 The Magical Gem

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Chapter 6 Entroll or Training

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Chapter 7 The Sword's Power

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Chapter 8 Question Unanswered

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Chapter 9 Training Duel

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Chapter 10 Invitation Letter

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Chapter 11 At The Palace

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