The old man spoke, everyone looked at him with surprise. All the people sitting over there quickly got up. Few monks ran to help the old man get up. The monks help the old monk to get up and sit on the bed.
Ryan was able to see his face. He had wrinkles and marks on his face. His eyes were dull. The skin colour was extremely white. The old monk was wearing a white cloth. He was different from the other. Ryan could not tell what was different in him compare to other monks. But something inside him told the old monk was powerful.
Every person on the hall was staring at the old monk. While the old monk looked at Ryan. His eyes were sharp. The situation had completely changed. It was intense. He could tell from the situation. Everyone was fighting to get a chance.
The extravert dressed man was the first one to spoke, your majesty I am the ruler norther plains, please give me an audience with you.'
There was silence in the room. Many looked at the king with the disguised. They lost the first chance to talk. Ryan realized what the fight was about . it was to gain the favoritism of the old sleeping monk. Ryan didn't know how requests the old sleeping monk will take before going back to sleep. He observed the number of people with his eyes. He realized that there 9 people standing on the hall excluding the monks out there.
'no wonder the situation has tensed' Ryan thought.
The old sleeping monk speaks, "You, boy come over here" .
The old sleeping monk directed looked at Ryan.
Ryan's eyes went wide open. He was stun. He took a few steps closer to the old sleeping monk. His footsteps were heard in the hall. Everyone out there looked at him with curiousness or anger.
The old sleeping monk forward his hand, Ryan followed showed his hand to the old sleeping monk. The monk observed his hand. He stood there still for a few seconds. I was wanting to know where this all things will end up too.
Next the monk looked at him, or into his eyes. He was still alive, looked back without saying a word or two. He was calm. There was nothing he should be feared of.
I was waiting for this day for a long time. The old sleeping man told. The next second, the old sleeping monk placed his hand on Ryan's hand. It was like a handshake. He. Hold it up.
"I trade in the name of the heavens, I shall accept my faith thy whatsoever it is. " the old monk told looking at him.
Ryan didn't know how he was going to reply to that. If at all, the monk had told him these things. He had no idea about it.
The next second, a screen appeared before him.
[ A contract of Exchange]
The old man spoke again, 'I want to stay awake, only thing a ever wish for'
[ Anxiety, depression and Overthinking shall be exchange for the spirit of the Ascendant warrior]
[Accept/ Reject]
There were a lot of thoughts bouncing in his mind, Ryan didn't how he should react to it. He had only one thought in his mind before taking the decision. He will give Anxiety, depression and overthinking in exchange for power. There was nothing valuable to lose. He accepted the offer.
As soon, he had made his mind to accept the offer.
[Exchange accepted]
A notification appeared on the screen.
The old sleeping monk hold his hand tighter, Ryan felt something was flowing outside his body which was making him feel empty, a important part of his body was going away. He felt lighter inside and there was a feeling of emptiness.
The next second, something warm and spiteful had entered his body. It was flowing towards his heart. He felt secure and strong. There was this sensation in his body which told him, it was evolving and growing stronger. He never felt so much energy in his life.
This flow of power, it was not just flowing towards the heart. It was covering the whole body from the heart. It was circulating throughout the body.
[Exchange completed]
They both moved their hands.
The old sleeping monk breathes heavily. He rested his hand on the bed and was still easing himself. Ryan felt his whole was boiling with the power flowing inside him. He fell backwards on the floor. He was still in his senses. He fell on his hip and sat in the same way.
Ryan was having his body heating up, he started sweating. His heart beat was rising. There was a certain discomfort in his body. He had never felt it in his life.
The old sleeping monk ordered, 'take him to the rest chamber, he is our guest.' Two monks came and help Ryan to get up. They placed his hands on their shoulder and took him slowly to the rest chamber. Ryan had placed all his bodies load on the monk's shoulder as he was losing his conscious. He had collapsed.
A few seconds passed, A minute had passed.
The sleeping old monk got up from the bed without any support, the monks went to help him but the old monk gestured his hand to stop them. The old monk was able to get up and stand. He stretched his body slowly.
All the monks who had been with the old sleeping monk were stun to see him walk. Their faces were expressionless. They could not believe it. They had seen the old sleeping monk for years. Everyone thought the old sleeping monk was at his last stage of life. But they were proved wrong.
The old sleeping monk was healthier and fit again.
The monks could not help but think strangely about the young boy who had healed the old sleeping monk. Who was that boy ?
The old sleeping monk looked at the direction of the resting chamber, he bowed down in the direction and showed his gratitude, "Thank you for a new life" He said as he thought about the young boy.
A monk suggested, "Your majesty, you can meet him again in the resting chamber."
The old sleeping monk replied, "I wish I could meet him again."
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Ryan smelled A stinging smell in his surrounding, which broke his tight sleep. He opened his eyes, and he was sure again that he was not dreaming. He was in the White Ice Palace. Everything was white, clean, shining. He could see himself in the walls. Of the White Palace.
He looked around to find what was stinging around. And he realized it was him. He was sweating. There was a lot of sweat. And the sweat was not just normal sweat, It was first time that his sweat was almost dark in colour. All the impurities that were there in his body had come out.
He realized that he needed to take a bath quickly, otherwise no one would go near him. He got out of the bed and he saw the dark patches on his body. It was the sweat. He needed to clean himself quickly. He looked at the reflection of the white walls. He could see himself. It was very clear. He could tell he looked. Dirty. And he was stinging, but at the same time there was something different in him. He could just tell looking at his reflection. He was not the same Ryan inside. He felt he was a different person.
A screen appeared before him.
[ The riddle lies broken, its mysteries unfurled,
The pact is now done, through silence and world.
Let the winds carry word, let silence now speak,
Take leave of the many—let none dare to seek. ]
Ryan did not want it to see a Riddle again, but it just came in front of him. He read it, he understood. This time it was time to say goodbye.
He felt a breath of relief as It was time to go. He would just wish them good bye, thank them and then. Play the dice again.
He took a step to clean himself. But it's not. It is not what the dice wanted. The dice suddenly just got out of the sack. He was holding onto him. Ryan's felt it and saw the dice going outside Off the sack. Up in the air. It rolled and it fell, rolling down onto the ground.
Ryan watched as the dice rolled up in the air. The wind started blowing around as if something was happening. Soon the the dice fall on the. Around, it was still moving and rolling around. It was in random motion moving around on the floor.
The dice stopped and it stopped on the number 2. Previously the symbol of the old sleeping palace was on the number two place, but now there is just a number. Ryan wondered what was going to happen to next.
Well. The number 2 on the dice lighted up and words started appearing in front of Ryan once again.
[ Let it be known: twice the same number invites Judgment ]
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