All Hail Barracutus *On Hold*

War is ripe for the planet of Sempiterna. For generations the twelve major tribes/species (Unless you believe in the tales of the Wizards who say there are thirteen) have very little knowledge of the meaning of the word "peace". Only recently has the tribe of the Svets Deus brought about an era of peace.
In the meanwhile, Barracutus, a normal Kyanos Diamon, struggles to solve the past about the ancient forefathers of Sempiterna. Though could the knowledge of the ancient forefathers be a bigger mystery than he had originally thought it to be? Read throughout to uncover the history of Sempiterna in the first book of an epic trilogy.

(New chapter released every week)

**Please feel free to comment if you believe I made any mistakes in grammar, spelling, etc. Also any constructive criticism and that stuff would be nice** ** Finally, Story Rating: 13+ (Subtle, some-what descriptive violence)**


21. Chapter 19: A Dragon's Heart

Barracutus grasped the spherical dragon heart and stared into his distorted reflection. The heart seemed to be twirling like a top as he continued to stare. Slowly, his hand began to shake, and the heart displayed two peculiar symbols: the symbols of Noraa radiated into his face. All Barracutus could see was white light fill the room.

    "It has been a while, Barracutus." A voice came from the light as it slowly began to fade away. Barracutus adjusted to the light and saw that there was a warrior seated with his back turned away from him. He sat on a throne made of rusted metal, with a glint coming form his armor. The warrior then faced toward Barracutus, and his armor was also rusted red. His breastplate was engraved with the gilded markings Barracutus saw on the dragon's heart, and his plate-legs resembled scales of Red Dragons that have died thousands of years ago. As for his helmet, it was gray with a large golden spine running right down the middle reaching his bosom. "You seem stunned to see me, old friend."

"Who exactly are you?" Barracutus was quick to ask as he locked his feet to the ground.

The warrior laughed and answered, "Perhaps you are not who I thought you to be. Was it not you who granted me this armor so long ago? In return, I offered you my collection of knowledge. Do you remember now that I am Noraa, your trusted companion?"

"No," Barracutus paused and became a little more relaxed, "Though... perhaps you can do me a favor?"

"I would be honored to serve such a grateful friend as yourself, whether or not you remember me. It is comical how time has a way of shifting things to the bottom of the hourglass of time... the sands of time. Please do tell me what you wish."

Barracutus knelt before Noraa and asked, "Do you have any records on the so called 'Seeker'?"

Noraa jumped back and tightened his grasp on his chair upon the request. He sighed almost as if all life was leaving his body and solemnly replied, "Yes, I wish I could say I did not, but I do. He was once a friend of mine, and so I did not bother to write anything he did. Shall I just tell you?"

"If you see it fitting."

"Indeed, I do. You see the Seeker and I were promised riches beyond eternity, and so we began our search. Together. However, despite my 'infinite' knowledge, I was quick to find out that even I, with all the knowledge in the universe, had yet more to discover. Our task for this reward was simply to gather all seven dragon hearts. I would like to say that the Seeker required my help to do this task, but he did not; he was completely capable of doing it himself. It was just his way of saving his precious time.

Years we spent looking for all dragon hearts on Sempiterna. They had been buried along with corpses, hidden in the ashes of war, and even deep toward the core of the world. Though we would complete our task in time. With all seven dragon hearts at our disposal, all we needed to do was to go to the Heavenly Door, and place them all in the seven keyholes to open it. I could only imagine what was hidden behind that door, but the Seeker refused to go. I remember eagerly asking him: 'What more could you have than eternity?' He then sneered and gave me a disheartening response: 'Exactly, what more could you want?' I suppose I did not know the answer to his question, but why would he have been so foolish to turn back?

He had different... intentions for the hearts, to say the least. He said that it could throw the universe out of proportion, and so he stabbed me in the back with the flaming Sword of Hewhay and not only took the hearts with him, but also took my Helmet of Wisdom. Thus, my armor is still rusted from the wounds he once gave me. But those were not his final actions. He was determined to destroy one of the dragon hearts, or at least lock it away forever. I know for a fact, he was not able to destroy it, and so he returned to the Heavenly Door.

It is ironic how he did not wish to have the blessing inside, but the only way he could be assured to lock it away out of anyone's reach was to hide one of the dragon hearts inside. So in order to protect the dragon hearts' power from evil, he would need to go through the Heavenly Door. I do not know what power he has obtained from this, but I do know that the last dragon heart lies behind that door; that door that cannot be opened. Even you, Barracutus, came so close to this door. It was in that same mining camp where you were imprisoned: Below Heaven's Peak.

As for anything else on the Seeker, he does still live, and only he has access to the other side of the Heavenly Door. I have often wondered if he will ever return to use that power for malicious intentions. Perhaps he already has returned and found a way to shroud my infinite vision. This I cannot tell you, my friend. You must be going now. I shall be waiting for the next time we meet, Barracutus."


"Wait!" Barracutus shouted in the wagon.

Minos came running over startled and asked anxiously, "Barracutus, are you all right?"

He mumbled distinctively and retorted, "Yes, I was just in the middle of something."

Minos tilted his head in confusion and put his hand on Barracutus's forehead. "You are cold Barracutus, I'm sure it was a hallucination. Though do not worry, we are now South of the Mountain of Storms. Soon we will see this 'Renovatio' as she is called and see if she can help you. And..."

"And what if she can't?"

Minos stopped and didn't know how to react to this. Instead, Minos just ordered as if he didn't hear a thing, "You should rest Barracutus."

The wagon being pulled by a pair of dragons creaked and jumped as it went through the rugged terrain of Sempiterna. It seemed as if the mounds were a mile high. Barracutus looked outside one of the windows and saw that the sky was dark orange. The Mountains of Storms seemed to be brewing with fury and rage. It was almost that time when the mountain would cast a shadow over the valley, and the only light to show was that of lightning.

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