The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

In a forest that existed on Earth,

“I am not married yet, because… yeah … I have been waiting for someone. A lady.”

The Wisdom Tree forced Armen to answer, although the young man was very reluctant to do this in public, while the God of War snorted in disgust, but he was curious about what would happen, so he kept listening without commenting at all.

“I know who you are waiting for. A woman you like did not come from this world. There is only one thing you can do: leave or stay. If you really love that girl and choose to stay, then be prepared to experience various events that you cannot avoid, because what you are facing is not humans, but the immortal gods and a goddess.”

The warning given by the Wisdom of Tree shocked everyone present, while Lord Toghnath smirked as if he was understanding the hidden meaning of those words. The memory of being together with his lover was back in the mind of the smart guy, so Armen did not want to lose the Moon Goddess that he loved so much.

“Is there any chance that we will unite, O the Wisdom Tree?” The green-eyed guy asked without hesitation, causing his biological father to frown. However, the middle-aged man chose to remain silent, wanting to hear the answer from that magical tree.

“You can be united, but it is very difficult to happen. You are a mortal and she is the goddess. Do you think her parents can let you have a special relationship with their daughter?” The Wisdom Tree answered the question from the interlocutor, but it seemed as if he deliberately asked another question so that the answer given became a hanging alias incomplete.

The situation there became quiet again. Longing, sadness, and worry arose within Armen. All these feelings were turbulent, which made the man think even more about the continuity of his relationship with the Upper World Goddess, which seemed to disappear after the girl became acquainted with his family.

I can’t give up on the situation at hand. It was true what the Wisdom of Tree had said, that what I faced was not an ordinary human, but that did not mean I could not overcome it. Atvertha, no matter what happens, I will not give up. I want to be your husband, thought the young man, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimeters tall.

“The Wisdom Tree, I am sorry if I am not polite. Our purpose here, is because we want to hold a ceremony, but before that, my eldest son must be able to talk to the wolves so that when the time comes, he can replace me. Therefore, please give Armen the ability to communicate with the wolf race like I and my ancestors used to do.” Chief Agbazarth took over the conversation, so everyone’s attention, including the trees, was drawn to him.

“Lebrazht. I can’t do it because Armen is not married. When your father brought you here, you got married, so that I could transfer that special ability, but things are very different now, except that your son is already married. There are always terms and conditions for any special skills given to your tribe, in this case, for the successor of the chief of the tribe.” The Wisdom Tree refused, so that moment thus broke the hopes of Norah Bitnantzh’s husband.

“So? Is there not another way?” The man with two sons kept trying, even though he knew that the Wisdom Tree might not necessarily grant what he was doing.

“Indeed, I can’t help it. As for the ceremony, I am not sure if all of you can do it because things will get out of control. Beware and be cautious.” The Wisdom Tree stood firm but also gave a warning, though it did not go into detail about what kind of event would occur.

That hook-nosed man could not hide his disappointment. However, he preferred not to express what he felt openly. “Please give us a hint: What does ‘things get out of control’ mean? Will there be an attack from the enemy? When will the incident occur so we can prepare from now on?”

“I can’t give you details. One thing is for sure: stay alert wherever and whenever, because the enemy is always closer than you think. He is very dangerous, because he is not from among humans. He has been burned with anger, and hatred profound, so they can do anything without thinking about it. When he disappears, then you can’t see or trace his whereabouts.”

The Wisdom of Tree did not want to explain publicly, but Lord Toghnath knew what the tree meant. He grinned wider, feeling victorious. However, the seven mortal men who were there felt different things. They were confused by all the information they had received, but no one dared to ask to confirm it.

After two minutes of silence, the hazel-eyed man asked the old tree in front of him. “Fine then. Is there any special message the Wisdom of Tree will give us?”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“No matter what happens, you must stay strong and united so that no one leaves the village. Mother Gaia told me that every problem can be solved, even if it is death. It is impossible for your tribe to experience and witness, but behind that, there is a very high price to be paid. May our Goddess, Gaia, always be with you and give you strength in all situations.” The Wisdom of Tree answered while giving blessings to those who were there.

The anger that had subsided in the God of War’s heart now rose again after hearing the Wisdom of Tree’s words.

Shit! Goddess Gaia seems to want to meddle in my affairs! This can’t be allowed! I have to get rid of them ASAP so they can’t bother Atvertha! I do not want my goddess to have a mate who comes from a dirty, bloody nation; that mortal guy! Lord Toghnath’s determination seemed to have wanted to eliminate the humans he considered enemies.

On the other hand, Lebrazht knew that it was impossible to force the Wisdom Tree to speak, so he decided to leave as soon as possible, even though his goal failed miserably because his son did not meet the requirements. He placed the palm of his right hand in the same area, saying to him, “Thank you for your advice and blessings, O the Wisdom of Tree. We will soon go to meet the wolves who have been friends of the tribe for a long time. We will leave this place soon. Euo de terino ogthe, tatreto otheza matregtho.” [1]

Slowly, a loud “Crack” sound came back. The two eyes, a lip, and a pair of hands that had appeared earlier were now gone, and that magical tree was back to normal-the six other men who could only witness the event with uncertain feelings in each other’s hearts.

The Agbazarth Chief released his right palm from the tree, then turned to the seven men who had been following him from the start. “Let’s go!”

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1. Euo de terino ogthe, tatreto otheza matregtho = Oh the Wisdom Tree, go back to sleep