Chapter 5 Returns. part 1

Salem opened his eyes. He felt that he was floating like clouds in this wondrous place.




It was an enormous sprawling room. It seemed made out of the sweetest dreams. Thousands of huge golden candles, floating in the air, or perhaps the sky in this case.




 




 The ceiling imitated the shape of the blue sky, and in the sky were dozens of crystals that illuminated the place with all colors.




Three-storey balconies surround the room from three directions, like an opera house made of imagination. The entire room was bright white, decorated with glowing blue patterns.




The room is surrounded by crystal statues. They looked like angels holding scarlet flags in their hands, on which a ten-pointed star was drawn.




 




 And in the center of the room, a crimson rug, laid in a straight line from the room's golden door up to six brilliant blue shades. Those steps seemed to contain hundreds of twinkling stars.




Above those steps was a gigantic golden dragon, spreading its four wings and sitting on its knees, hands out in front of it. He lowered his big head, as if he was begging his master to sit on his palms, which looked like a great throne.




It was a majestic dragon. great. strong. It kindles terror and fear in the souls, as if it will crush anyone who dares to take a single step towards it.




This dragon was made as a colossal throne, the embodiment of absolute power and strength. However, Salem found himself sitting comfortably on it.




 




Thus Salem sat on the palm of the dragon or on his throne, the dragon throne . Salem , with his golden eyes, slit vertically like a cat, looked at this shimmering beauty .




And he thought it was a dream. He stared at the flags with amazement and bewilderment, as they fluttered without a breath of air, but the emblem engraved on those flags was the most strange, as it was the emblem of his clan. However, he was not alone in this magical place.




 




 And lowered his eyes to the bottom steps of the throne. There was a fifteen-year-old girl. She stands and gives Salem her back, and it seems from her appearance that she did not feel it, as she was standing like a shining statue. Salem drowned in deep thought, looking at her without making any movement. He seemed to be trying to understand what state he was in.




 The girl sighed with boredom, caressed her black curly hair, which was touching her shoulders, and with golden eyes she stared at the high ceiling.




 The girl loved this silence, and wished it would last forever. If it was up to her. She would crush everyone who distorts this stillness, with her beloved spear that never leaves her hands.




 The spear he was holding was dark black, and the spear tip was shaped like two golden bows sticking together. The girl was wearing a purple jacket inlaid with silver, with black terry fur around her neck. She had leather pants that matched the color of her crystal shoes. 




She had two horns on the sides of her head, and they were intertwined and bifurcated in beautiful intricate patterns. It looked like a crown of tree branches.




 The girl grabbed her spear with both hands. She waved at him as if slicing something in the air, and the tip of her spear followed a golden arc of light.




I waved it again, and another. And every time the wind blows from the force of waving it. And in the sixth blow, the bones of her spine cracked.




 Brother ! . The girl cried in pain. She leaned on her spear like an old man.




"My back! My back! Damn it.. that's what happens when you don't do anything for a hundred years."




 She raised her back in a shriek. And she continued:




In this case I will become rusty, and will be of no use to me. Damn. shit!"




 -" may I ask you?". Sinoria shivered. It was as if she had been electrocuted. With eyes wide as two bowls, she looked at the man sitting on the throne. The man had golden eyes the color of molten gold, and his thick white hair was hanging from the throne. A man sat on the throne with a prestige befitting a great king. However. It is impossible not to know him. He was a person engraved in her brain cells, and she could never forget him.




 He was someone who stood above everything. And the person to whom her life belongs. His absolute loyalty, and her absolute master LINIAS  Vintos  . 




 Her spear slipped through his little fingers, and he fell, blasting the ground with his unbelievable weight.




Her mouth trembled, her eyes swollen, and she burst into tears. And before he says a word. Sinoria fell to one knee. She lowered her head to look at the ground, tears falling from her eyes.




-"Your maid Sinoria welcomes you back, sir.. Sir LINIAS  Vintos ."




He said in a low voice:




- "You? .. Do you know who I am?" Sinoria raised her eyes to him, as if she did not understand this question.




 LINIAS  felt the heat of his body burning.




 The room flooded with rainbow colors as magical auras exploded from his body and swirled around him like a beautiful vortex of all colors. The room shook with the sound of dozens of invisible bells, and the Dragon Throne glowed with bright golden flames.




 




 Tremendous things flowed into LINIAS.




The first thing was the physical strength he began to feel. He raised his arms in front of him. He felt that he could twist steel with these arms, and even felt that he could crush a dragon with one finger. This was an incredibly strange thing. However, he was absolutely certain that he could do so easily.




More strange things began to flow in, as he realized that he could use magic of all classes, and levels, and that he could even use lost magic as the magic of reviving the dead.




 




Huge amounts of information were poured into him. Names of many people, their abilities. their strength. their business. their charm. their types. So this castle how it works, what's in it.




 How is it managed? How it was built. What are you made of?




Then everything seemed familiar to him. And he realized that the clan had come back to life. But LINIAS did not expect, that the magic would make all this. He did not know, that this magic grows stronger as the number of sacrifices increases.




 




And he muttered the words of that woman:




-"A being made of human combustion...from a blue night and a man's wish...no... but from the hatred and revenge of a man." And watch LINIAS  Sinoria wondering .




Then the throne room gate opened. Two people entered it, and as soon as they saw LINIAS  , they ran to him and knelt down the steps, not paying attention to those dancing colors. They knew that this thing was the magic power flowing from their master, and although it was a formidable magical power, and they had never seen anything like it, in the depths of their hearts they knew that their master was no match for him.




In a soft, sweet voice they said together:




We welcome your glorious return, sir.




And they looked at LINIAS with red-hot eyes, as tears were flowing profusely from those eyes, and slithered down their cheeks, and fell from their chins, shining under the glare of colours, as if they were grains of diamonds.




 These were not from his true clan, he had never seen them, yet they were like that woman who brought him here.




And I realize now, that this world is completely crazy, and he muttered:




"From a blue night and a man's wish."




Those who kneel raised their heads in question, but LINIAS stared at them as if trying to understand all this madness. So these are my new followers... pure madness.




One of them was a young woman wearing a dress made of golden and red leaves, and the dress was in the shape of an upturned rose, narrow at the top and spherical at the bottom like a bell, and on her hands were white lace gloves.




 




 She has purple hair, half of which hangs down her back, and the other half is on her right chest.




 On her head was a tiara of sparkling crystal, and on her long neck were knots of small jewels, shining in all the colors of the rainbow.




Her ivory face, and her violet eyes, showed seriousness and wisdom. Behind her back were two wings the color of her hair, and they swirled ceaselessly like flames . 




 She looked like a fairy queen, though LINIAS knew that she was of an ancient race called Avior, and he had seen one like her before. The head of the servants in this place was called Elvia .




Next to her is a girl, as if she is the same imagination embodied. She was between sixteen and nineteen years old, and she was graceful. As thin as the white stick she held in her hands. She was dressed in white silk clothes gilded from the edges.




 Her clothes consist of pants and a tight shirt that exposes her chest, which is flat like the wall.




However, the whiteness of her skin was never natural, as it seemed that she would light up at any moment due to her amazing whiteness.




 




Her long white hair, curled behind her like a living creature, her eyes were glowing silver and her ears fluttered beautifully.




She was smiling with her pink lips, revealing teeth set like pearls.




This beauty would not break hearts and possess them, but would break them and crush them without any mercy or pity.




 




Elvia was so beautiful, yet this white woman was so immeasurable, as if the beauty of all the world had been gathered and focused on this girl. It was called Elfam .




She was an exact copy of that blue-haired woman. LINIAS found himself saying to her in amazement:




- "There is no doubt that all the women tried to kill you?...Or maybe the men?"




 




 LINIAS sighed when she was overwhelmed with confusion. For some reason she looked prettier when she was confused.




This girl is really scary..if she lived in that world, she would rule the world with her toes..or maybe men will fight for her until they are completely extinct.




 And he found himself remembering that journalist who was saying that the men were sick sheep. He was saddened by her death in this way. This giant woman has to answer many things.




He looked at Elfam and said: 




-"Uh, it's. Do you... do you know a woman who looks like you? But she has blue hair... and she's tall like a giant. I need to talk to her. So..."




 

Chapter end