Chapter 76 The past from 1500 years ago part 1

Chapter 76 The past from 1500 years ago part 1
Ramiru is from the Heavenly realm. He is the Deity or God of Rain and Thunder. Unfortunately, he succumbed to darkness and plotted to take over the entire Universe.

He was cast out of the Heavenly realm and ended up in the Immortal realm in the City of Wedonia, the territory of the Black Witch Warriors.
He was captivated by the beauty of Princess Thelia.

He impregnated her and promised to marry her before she gives birth.

But the darkness was still in Ramiru's blood and it took over his entire being. On the day Princess Thelia gave birth, he left her and was completely consumed by darkness.

To avoid shame, the City of Wedonia immediately arranged for Princess Thelia to marry Prince Galeo from the City of Gedonia.
They are the Guardians of the seas, half mermaid and half human.

Though it was against Princess Thelia's will, she had no choice as she was the next Queen of the Black Witch Warriors. And her child was none other than Tessha.

Ramiru formed an alliance with the Emperor from the Human World. He is ruthless and evil, hence he's called the Evil Emperor.

The Evil Deity became his master, and together they plotted war against the entire Immortal realm.
Ramiru plans to conquer and rule, then he will make them his army.

He wants to invade the Heavenly realm and take revenge for casting him out. And he can't do that with just the Emperor and human warriors at his disposal.

The Witches and Wizards can help him, as well as other cities of the Immortal realm.
They will become his army. But he can't do that because the Kings of each city won't agree to submit to his darkness.

Before the war broke out, an unexpected visitor arrived in the City of Metodenia.
He is Headmaster Furkot from the City of Fudonia.

"What can I do for you, Headmaster?" King Gremus asked curiously.

"I have a vision of prophecy," Headmaster Furkot answered straightforwardly.

Everyone gasped upon hearing this. Even King Gremus was left wondering what this prophecy was.

"What is it?" King Gremus asked again.

"A war will break out soon, led by the Evil Deity," Headmaster Furkot replied.

Gremus nodded, knowing about Ramiru. They are already preparing for war.

"Yeah, I already knew about this. Thanks for the concern," Gremus said.

"There's more-" Headmaster Furkot's voice trailed off, leaving everyone in suspense.

The room fell silent, with all eyes fixed on him, waiting for him to continue.

"More? What do you mean?" King Gremus furrowed his brows, his curiosity piqued.

Headmaster Furkot's expression remained serious.

"The heiress of the Evil Deity was already born. She will be the next havoc that will destroy the whole universe." He answers.

King Gremus stood up from his seat and approached Headmaster Furkot.

As he walked, Picasio and Kerru couldn't contain their excitement. Instead of being dismayed by the news, they were actually happy!

"Who is this heiress? I didn't hear about Ramiru's wedding. Who is his wife?" King Gremus asked, firing questions one after another.

Headmaster Furkot glanced around the hall.
He couldn't say this in front of many people.

"Let's talk in private," he requested.

Kerru and Picasio's expressions turned angry upon hearing Headmaster Furkot's words.

King Gremus, however, obliged, and with a wave of his hand, they teleported to his chamber.

"Now, tell me. Who is this evil heiress?" King Gremus asked seriously.

"She is the princess of the Black Witch Warriors. The daughter of Queen Thelia," Headmaster Furkot answered.

Gremus was shocked by what he heard. Everyone thought the princess of Wedonia was King Galeo's child!

"How can we prevent that from happening?" King Gremus asked.

"There's only one person who can tame the Evil heiress -" Headmaster Furkot said in suspense.

King Gremus furrowed his brow.

"Who is it?" he asked, puzzled.

Headmaster Furkot looked at him. "It's you, King Gremus." His expression was serious.

"What?!" King Gremus shouted, his voice echoing through the room.

"Yes, it's you King Gremus. And it's up to you whether you will kill her or not," Headmaster Furkot said.

King Gremus' head suddenly ached from the bad news.
And with that, Dragor, his Dragon Celestial Beast, emerged from his ring.

"My King," Dragor bowed down.

"The decision is yours, King Gremus. I'm just here to tell you the prophecy." And with that, Headmaster Furkot vanished.

"It's bad news, my King. What will you do?" Dragor asked.

King Gremus sighed.

"I don't know, I'm busy with the upcoming war. And here's this prophecy." He shook his head.

"Kill her," they turned around, surprised to see Grand Queen Villary, King Gremus' mother.

"Mother," King Gremus said.

"Grand Queen Villary," Dragor bowed his head in respect.

"Kill her, Gremus. She is a bad omen. Kill her while she's still an infant," Grand Queen Villary said seriously.

"Let me think about it, Queen mother. Just give me time to think," King Gremus pleaded.

He couldn't bring himself to kill an innocent person, especially a baby.

"Fine, but you need to kill her. No matter what," Grand Queen Villary replied, and left King Gremus to his deep thoughts.

"Shall we visit this Evil heiress?" Dragor breaks the silence.

"That's a good idea," Gremus replies.

They teleport to the City of Wedonia. The night was silent as King Gremus entered baby Tessha's room.

With a wave of his hand, the guards fell asleep. He approached baby Tessha slowly.
The little princess was fast asleep, oblivious to the danger lurking around her.

"So it's you, little one," Gremus whispered.

Baby Tessha suddenly woke up, sensing his presence.
King Gremus was shocked when she smiled at him.

Her innocent eyes and genuine smile captivated his heart in an instant.
How can he kill her?

King Gremus' body shuddered, and he teleported back to Metodenia.
Dragor emerged from his ring.

"She's a cute little angel, King Gremus. I understand how you feel," he said.

"She's a devil. But I can't kill her!" King Gremus exclaimed in frustration.

"Calm down, my King. Maybe there's another way?" Dragor suggested.

King Gremus pondered.

"I hope there is another way," he whispered.

Suddenly, drums and trumpets sounded, warning of war.

"The War is here," Dragor said, shaking his head.

"Let's go," King Gremus said seriously.

He'll settle this matter after the war. His mind was still in chaos. He can't kill an innocent baby!