THE SEED OF REVENGE WAS SOWN- Part-1

THE SEED OF REVENGE WAS SOWN- Part-2

THE SEED OF REVENGE WAS SOWN- Part-3

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A war started by the smaller kingdoms brought down terror on the Agnis and Dhartis kingdoms. In the Dhartis kingdom, the war took a fierce point when the warriors and assassins started to attack Queen Dione and the prince Aarush who was just 8 months old with the eagerness to kill.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Queen Dione stood in the middle of the battlefield covered with blood dripping from her back. As she had tied up her child with a cotton silky cloth on the front side of her body. She was holding Longsword in both of her hands. Having sword-cut wounds all over her back and none in the front as she was effectively defending her baby and the falling kingdom. On the contrary, the castle was burning and crumbling down every moment that passed by fighting their enemies.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Queen Dione was wearing a white dress but the wounds threw up blood on the cloth and giving a dark red blood shade to all over the cloth in the back. She was trying with all her might to protect the heir of the kingdom. She had a mixture of blood and sweat rolling down from her head beside the ears and it felt like she was being hit with something of a bigger weapon like a mace or her head was smashed right into a wall. Though she was standing straight and firm maintaining her stance.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More and more enemies came to hunt her and her child down. She got the feeling that she would not be able to defend her child anymore. So she ran into the forest until she made some distance from the attackers. She was out of breath, her lips and mouth dried as if she was on the verge of death. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The child was crying out loud and tears flowed down the squishy cheeks of the baby. Queen Dione shushed her baby and kept him on the ground. Gathering all the energy left in her body to make a protective dome of earthly matter around the child. The child inside fell asleep as he was in some kind of hibernation phase and would continue to be in the phase until the dome was broken.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Queen Dione’s heart somewhat came to rest as her baby was safe in that dome until someone with a clear mind and heart from the Dhartis clan found him. But with the feeling of happiness, there was a bit of sorrow and sadness in her heart as she wanted to raise her child with her own hands. Watching him slowly becoming the great King of the Dhartis kingdom. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was out of time and energy, so saying goodbye to her son she took a deep breath while tears burst out of her eyes. Exhausted and tired she stood up, she had already lost too much of her blood. She started running in the other direction attracting the attention of the assassins away from her child’s dome. She left her Longswords dug beside the dome as she had no other motive to fight anymore.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; After some days the heat of the battle somewhat abated. The dome was found by a man. This man was completely bald and had a typical warrior's clothing like armor on the upper body and a bow sticking to his side, a bunch of arrows in the basket hanging on his back. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The eyelids of the man were shut off as if he could see the things around him without even opening his eyelids. Though he had a semi-barbaric body no one could have survived this war without getting a scratch. The bald guy was also injured during the battle, a wound on his head and the left arm though it wasn’t lethal.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This man’s name was Manek and he was like the brother of Queen Dione. Manek always did underground jobs so not many people knew about his identity. At the first look, he knew that the dome was made by Queen Dione as the dome had the sacred symbol of the Agnis kingdom with the Queen's swords dug on the side.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;He reached out for the dome and on the first touch of the finger the dome crumbled into sparkling dust in the air. Manek saw the prince Aarush sleeping inside the dome. The only meaning of seeing him here was the clear indication that this was the only last resort that the Queen had. It also implicated the fact that by now the Queen was dead.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Shortly after Manek heard the voice of the men approaching him. He had no option but to take the prince and the swords of Queen Dione and flee from there at once. Manek didn’t know where he was going and what he will do with the small prince of the Dhartis kingdom. He only had the sense of his duty towards the kingdom and its future heir, which he served for no less than 30 years.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The condition of the battleground at the Agnis kingdom was not that great as compared to the condition of the Dhartis kingdom. The corpse of the soldiers, children, and women could be seen all over the horizon. The smaller kingdoms were completely successful in the annihilation of the Dhartis and the Agnis kingdom. Though there were people still defending the Agnis kingdom. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The king of the Agnis Zoltan was yet to be taken down. Beside him, there was his minister and a 2-year-old prince Zedekiah. The king was a tall man with broad shoulders and had some weight on the eyebrows, he also had a wide mustache curled towards the end.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Agnis clan was blessed with the special visual prowess which was passed down in the royal blood from ancient times. King Zoltan had the most powerful eyes that the whole Agnis family ever saw. But on that day terror could be seen in those eyes. The eyes were facing the 12-year-old boy with dead fish eyes, dressed in the warrior's outfit.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;It looked like the 12-year-old boy had cried all night as the marks of the dried tears could be seen on his cheeks. The king knew that the kid standing in front of him was a prodigy who was born 1 out of the million. He was the trump card of the 3 small kingdoms to take down the Agnis clan’s king. The boy was supported by the 3 sub-kings.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; King Zoltan gave his orders to the minister that was to take his child to a safe place and protect him. Though he didn’t make any eye contact neither with the minister nor with his son. Maybe he didn’t want to lose sight of his enemy or maybe he didn’t want his son to see the terrified face of his father who knew his death was close.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The minister held the hands of the young prince Zedekiah tightly and started running without wasting a second. The king's eyes developed a reverse swastika sign in it. The king's eyes reflected anger and sorrow, anger for the enemies and sorrow because he couldn’t see his beloved son anymore. He also had given up the last chance to see his child as he didn’t want to show his terrified face to him. The minister and the prince ran with using every ounce of energy in their body. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The minister knew the intentions of the king but there was nothing he could do. All he could do was to protect the young prince with his life. After running for a while a tsunami of fire rose on the battlefield and the flame of the flame manifested the shape of a man. The heat of the fire could be felt even by the minister and the prince who were so far from the battlefield. After feeling the warmth of the fire the 2-year-old prince looked back, somewhere in his heart knew that it was his father’s aura. A soothing warmness he always felt beside him. But now he felt like the aura was disappearing little by little, not because the distance between them was increasing but something else.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Soon the minister found out that they were followed by the hunters with the intention of prince Zedekiah. Though the prince was only 2 years old and most of the kids learn to walk at the age of 2 to 2 and half years, he didn’t have any difficulty in running at the same pace as that of the minister. Soon an arrow came flying from the darkness lurking in the dense forest.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Minister foresaw it and moved his body to protect the prince. The arrow stabbed at the back of the minister, blood started gushing out. The 2-year-old boy had to see the death of someone close to him in front of his own eyes.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Besides the fact that the minister was about to die, he worried about the life of the prince, he whispered into Zedekiah’s ears,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“You must survive no matter what happens, stay alive, take revenge for your clan, for your father, and your country Ahh !!.”
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Zedekiah felt the warmness of the hand that held his hands tightly was being replaced by the coldness and darkness. The afraid boy who had no one left that he knew of, became all alone. His eyes became wet though he tried to remain strong and held his tears within, his father always taught him,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“A real man never cries“
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Even after all this, the hunters were not satisfied; they shot arrows at the boy. Zedekiah ran for his life, he didn’t know where he was running to, he simply ran. The hunters were so skillful that the arrows were just missing up by a bit. If it was a grown-up target they would have killed him by now but this time the target was so small. Zedekiah was not that lucky, he got shot in the left arm. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The arrow didn’t pierce to the bone of his hand but it passed by splitting the flesh on his left hand. And out of the blue, a steep dead-end came up in the way of the little prince Zedekiah. Though he didn’t stop, he knew stopping would only lead him to his death. He jumped from the edge into the valley. Making his way through the bushes, the thin leaves and branches scraped his soft and weak body. He crossed his hand in front of the face to protect his eyes and nose. He landed with such a great impact that both his legs broke. The harmless-looking leaves and branches scratched all over his body. He bled little by little and he lost his consciousness.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After 12 hours he woke up, he had lost most of the blood through the wounds he got from the arrow shot. All he could able to do was lifting his eyelid and move his eyeballs barely. The moment he opened his eyes he saw a crow sitting on his arm and feeding on the wounds.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;His body was already in so much pain that he could recognize the pain that the crow was given to him through eating his flesh. Soon he could see his bone in the left arm, he wanted to cry and scream but guessing that process needed energy too. All he could do was scream in his mind and see the crow and insects feed on him.
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&lt;p&gt;In the world of Archers with unique powers, the three nations Vayus, Jals and Vidyuth unite in order to wipe the two superpower nations Agnis and Dhartis from their roots.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the Heirs of the two superpower nations manage to survive. Both Prince shared the same fate of misery and Destruction of their empire however, will they walk on the same path?
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As they move forward in their lives with the dream to restore their kingdom and their clan, they make their own perspective towards this cruel world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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