Manaan Iftikhar 11F

‘FEUD OF THE GODS’

The light of the sun was very bright, the birds were singing and the animals, in the vale of Garath the God, were prancing about. Ifrit got up from his bed and looked outside of the window feeling relaxed and fresh. He was a tall lean man who had short straight black hair and a black stick beard. He came down from his tower and went to meet his Master Garath. As Ifrit was walking he felt Garath’s will which was unbelievable. Garath taught Ifrit the will and the word. This is when you gather up all the will from your body and release it by saying a word. You can almost do anything with this kind of power. The only thing u can’t do is unmake something.

“Greetings my Master how are you?” Ifrit said to his master.

“ I am well Ifrit, and how are your studies going”. The God Garath replied.

“ Very well, I have studied the weather for one thousand years”. Ifrit said. “ But Master I feel the will and presence of the evil God Nafarius and his disciple Kortez”.

Ifrit knew that Garath sensed this and knew what was going to happen in the future. Garath had short straight black hair and was clean-shaven. He had a constant blue coloured aura around him which made people realise he was inhuman almost instantly.

“ Yes my disciple” Garath replied calmly, but the aura around him betrayed his true emotion of anger and flared up. “I sense them too, a fight between me and my evil brother Nafarius will come soon. But the bond between God and disciple is too great to be broken; if you get killed my beloved Ifrit then I shall weaken and Nafarius will prevail. But if you destroy Kortez then Nafarius shall weaken and we will prevail. I have taught you well with the will and the word, use it wisely”.

Meanwhile in a vast wasteland far away from the vale of Garath, Nafarius and Kortez were talking about Ifrit and Garath. It was raining rapidly and the wind was howling like a wolf on the night of a full moon. The tower of Nafarius was huge. The outside of it was made out of steel, but the inside was paved with gold and jewels.

“ When is the time to attack them Master”? Kortez was saying with a tone of impatience.

“ The time is not yet right my disciple”. Nafarius replied harshly. “ But don’t worry I WILL DESTROY Garath, and I shall rule all that is alive”. The red aura around Nafarius the God was glowing radiantly.

It was early in the morning, when Ifrit felt the presence of Kortez. This was unusual because Garath had put a curse around the vale, stopping any evil from setting foot onto his peaceful land. Ifrit sensed something strange in the vale because every morning for over two thousand years the birds woke him up at the crack of dawn. At this point Ifrit left his tower and made his way to his Master’s tower.

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“ Master…”

But Garath interrupted. “ I know, my disciple, I too feel Kortez’s presence. Go and find out the reason behind his being here. But, please be careful, my disciple, because Kortez is evil and very powerful”.

“ I will do as you wish, my Master”.

Thus Ifrit set off from his Master’s tower in search of Kortez. He gathered his will and slowly released it, using his mind to probe for Kortez. He found his mind and searched it.

Simultaneously, Kortez was looking for Ifrit. Ifrit found this peculiar because Kortez also knew the will and ...

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