Age of Heroes

The deep forest, the tightly knit trees obstruct him as he gave chase. His foot is like the wind; his movement is like lightning, criss crossing through the large forest.

The White Hart keep galloping and with each gallop it turns into a flash of silver light that pass through the forest unobstructed.

This massive realm of woodland, the blackness of the night renders no help to Arial. The hearth is calling for the Day is old.

The only source of light, the Moon has been obstructed by the large trees. 

The light could not even streak through the boughs. The fog of Darkness, that miasma of Evil has begun spreading again.

Yet, he did not stop his chase. The promise of an answer, the promise of closure pushes him forwards. Pushes his fears.

Only one thing gives Light at this dark forest. The White Hart shines with silver light, illuminating the dark greens leaves into viriscent riots.

The White Hart jumps again and it leap another huge distance. Most forest has a Song. Leaves dancing to an unheard beat. Song of the crickets and hoppers. The howling of some beast.

But no such Song could be heard tonight. Only the sound of him giving chase and the White Hart running.

'Follow' the Goddess said.

And he is following as the White Hart keep jumping mightily almost like it was teasing Arial inability to catch it. 

He doesn't know what he will found after he finished following the White Hart but he expects some answers.

The chase took him an hour before he heard the sound. The noise increased steadily and as the White Hart leap and cross a large bush, Arial shot his palm strike.

A Dragon-like apparition made of thunder collided with the bush, incinerating it almost immediately and Arial was made to stop when he realizes what lies beyond the opening of the bush

He stomps his feet but instead of the land beneath his feet exploding, his energy was rippling and stuck him on the ground as he almost falls down.

In front of him was an edge of a cliff and not far from that a waterfall. 

He did not realize and hear the sound because he was too focused on following the White Hart and seeing the beauty of the waterfall he even forgot to take a breath

The water falls down from the rocky outcrops in a laughing sort of way, peaceful and serene and magical.

Now, that Arial realize the waterfall he could hear the deafening roar of the water, like the sound of something mighty bellowing sound from its throat, the water current falling down was terrifying yet Arial could not help but to feel that the place he sees now held no malice for him.

Seeing it make his spirit soared, his mind rejuvenated, his body replenished. 

There is something magical about the waterfall, something that brings peace in one heart and calmness in one mind.

Seeing the water rushing down, violently and relentlessly, Arial was entranced like seeing the force of nature in all of its glory, beautiful and brutal.

Tranquil from a distance but chaos up close.

The powerful torrents of the water conjured an equally powerful emotion in his mind and heart, and it took his breath away. 

It was simply spectacular and breathtaking sight he as ever beheld.

For a moment he forgot the word of Amara. For a moment he forgot the White Hart. And for a moment he forgot his purpose. 

It was almost like the waterfall could rob him of all of his will and determination and imprisoned him in this moment of beauty.

'Get your mind together' he said to himself and he shakes his head and he block the sound from his ears as he once edges closer to the edge of the cliff and then he looks down.

'By Light' he gasped as he saw the White Hart standing on water, walking its hooves like it was walking on the ground.

Then it moves to land, waiting for him.

The Hart is certainly magical. The waterfall is not gentle. It is the kind of waterfall where torrents of water poured over rock, hard enough to smash a skull and destroy a body. 

From the bottom it must surely look awe inspiring and breathtaking, but from the top it was brutal and terrifying.

Arial looking down could see that the White Hart is looking at him, waiting for him to come down and he smirked

'Follow' he remembers Amara words. 

'Follow' the words whispered into his ear.

'You think this will stop me?' Then he stomps his foot and energy exploded beneath his feet.

Smiling as he jumps down, thunder crackled through his body. 

He soars down like a mighty eagle descending.

Arial after his breakthrough in the fourth stage in the Blood Heavenly technique could no longer be measured like the standard of a normal human anymore

He possesses a Dragon Heart, possess Divine Thunder energy and possess one of the Three Great Manuals which is the Blood Heavenly technique. 

Even if he only possesses one of this attributes he would be an unmatched expert in the world but all three attributes belongs to him.

His Blood Heavenly technique was perfected and mastered in the months he was leading his army through the Plains.

He killed and he refines the blood of his enemies. His body regenerates almost instantly and he could be said to be invincible in battle.

It was his invincibility that gained him the title the God of War in his empire. It is the reason why people fear him and do not want to meet him in the battlefield. 

It is the reason why after the Battle at the Heaven Peak no one would boasts of being the number one martial art experts in the Human Continent.

Arial was also the only person that managed to breakthrough to the fourth stage of the Blood Heavenly Technique. 

It blessed him with great mental fortitude and internal energy. 

If anyone stacked any other heroes before him, even they would not dare to be compared in the same breath.

In martial arts, if he claimed number two, no one would dare claim to be number one. In strength, he would not lose even to Levitia.

In achievement, who has ever achieved what he has, that his reputation towered even those that lived during the Sky People reign of the world.

He unified the Kingdoms and open a new world of peace by reaching an understanding with the Demonkind.

As his body was swirling with the crackling of thunder, killing aura swept over the waterfall and everything that is living was almost rendered lifeless.

The birds that sings in the trees, the fishes that swims in the stream, the hoppers that sleeps peacefully in the bushes, the rabbits and the beast near this waterfall was almost rendered lifeless

Crimson aura exploded from him as a cold and dark energy was unleashed covering his entire body.

If Arial wishes it when his will penetrate the will of others, they would fell down to the oppressiveness of his aura. 

He could render weak opponent to die with just a stare. This is the powerfulness of the Blood Heavenly Technique.

It was the bloodiest and cruelest technique from the Three Manuals. 

He soars through the waterfall with the speed of lightning and yet it was almost like he glided through the winds, walking on the clouds like the paintings of Immortal Beings descending to the mortal world.

He was graceful and dignified, calm and collected, still as a calm lake, as he landed softly on the ground, almost like he was a weightless feather dropping onto the hard ground. 

In front of him was the White hart. The White Hart did not run this time

It was waiting. Arial was perplexed but he smiles.

'Finally, you stop running. You really are something' He said as he approached the White Hart.

Then a sound of water bubbling could be heard from behind his back and he immediately turned his back as he could felt a very powerful energy coming into existence. 

Looking back, he could see the boulders that dotted the bottom of the waterfall and then he saw something that made him gasp in shock.

A golden fish glowing with silver light.

Arial was shocked and even more shocked when he considered the appearance of the fish. It was nothing like he ever saw before.

Its face is fierce, its eyes are green and on its head is a solitary shining silver horn jutting out from its skull.

'What-' Arial was about to question the scene he is seeing now but then he saw the fish opened its mouth and light fill the waterfall.