In the Sixth Earth, Kael entered a vast library filled with ancient tomes and scrolls. The Keepers of the Akashic Records, wise and enigmatic beings, greeted him.
"Here lies the knowledge of the universe," they said. "The secrets of time, space, and the cosmos are contained within these records. You may access them, Kael, but be warned: the knowledge comes at a price."
Kael's mind reeled as he browsed the shelves, uncovering secrets of the universe. He learned about the birth and death of stars, the dance of galaxies, and the mysteries of quantum mechanics.
As he delved deeper, Kael encountered the Record Keepers' tests, designed to ensure that he was worthy of the knowledge. He solved complex puzzles, deciphered ancient languages, and demonstrated his understanding of the cosmos.
The Record Keepers nodded in approval. "You have proven yourself worthy, Kael. The secrets of the Akashic Records are yours to wield. May they guide you on your journey."
In the Seventh Earth, Kael entered a realm of eternal light. The air was filled with the essence of immortality, and the ground shone like polished crystal.
The Seven Witches of Dune awaited him, their faces aglow with an inner light. "This is the Realm of the Immortals," they said. "Here, you will undergo a transformation, granting you eternal life."
Kael's heart pounded with anticipation as the witches performed the ritual. The essence of immortality flowed through him, and he felt his body and mind transforming.
As the ritual concluded, Kael looked down at his hands and saw that they shone with a soft, ethereal light. He felt invigorated, his senses expanded.
"You are now immortal, Kael," the witches declared. "Your journey through time will be long, and you will encounter many challenges. But with the power of the Orchid of Eldrador and your newfound immortality, you will find Elara in every era, in every incarnation.
Holding the Orchid so dear and close, against heavy sandstorm and the weight of his grief , Kael makes his way out of the vast Dune .
Aria
Kael's calloused hands gripped the wooden handle of his shovel, his muscles aching as he dug into the dry earth. The sun beat down on him, relentless in its intensity. He had been a laborer in this new, and he had to admit, it was a far cry from his life as a sorcerer. But after the events of the Seventh Earth, Kael had chosen to leave his past behind and start anew.
The village was small, and everyone knew each other's names. Kael had kept to himself, working hard and earning the respect of the villagers. He had told them his name was Kain, and they had welcomed him with open arms.
As he worked, Kael's mind often wandered to the memories of his past life. He had lived for centuries, and his experiences had shaped him into the man he was today. But in this village, he was just another face in the crowd.
Kael's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of laughter and chatter from the market square. He looked up to see a group of people gathered around a street performer.
Among them was a woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair. She seemed to be enjoying the performance, and Kael found himself drawn to her smile.
As he watched, a commotion broke out nearby. A woman collapsed, convulsing on the ground. The green-eyed woman rushed over to tend to her, and Kael felt a surge of curiosity. Who was this woman, and what was her story?
As he watched, the woman finished her healing and stood up, her eyes meeting Kael's for a brief moment. He felt a jolt of recognition, and his magic stirred, sensing the familiar essence of Elara.
Without thinking, Kael reached out and touched the woman's shoulder, his fingers grazing her skin. The woman turned to him, and their eyes met. For a moment, time stood still.
Kael's heart pounded in his chest as the crowd hailed Aria, market women began to dance and flutes and pipes played in praise of Aria, she smiled gently and leaves the multitude with Apples and linens gifted to her by the women who are overjoyed by her act of braveness.
Aria walked home silently, like a hummingbird she hums into the air as it softly blows her long brown hair , Kael wouldn't take his shimmering eyes off her , it has to be my Elara he thought.
Aria arrived home, pauses for a while and takes a deep breath , leaving Kael to wonder as to why the cheerful woman he saw some ten minutes ago at the market square is low on countenance
She opens the wooden door , and a male voice of what seems her husband , welcomes her from inside , Kael's heart dropped , plunging into despair.