Destiny's Revelation

By Evelyn A. Martínez Burgos

Billions of years ago, a world named Selud was created at the same time as Earth was. Peaceful for the first two years, the people later crowned two men and two women as their rulers based on the virtues that their deity, Naria, had built the world upon. Another ten years until chaos erupted where King Gavin of Power betrayed Haley of Wisdom, Chas of Courage, and Rissa of Love. Followed by a war that lasted ten years, this leaders disappeared without a trace, leaving the world abandoned.
Now in the present, the world has divided into four countries with different ideas as to what happened and about the descendants of this leaders, descendants they call the Chosen. Randomly picked and suspected of being the Chosen, Zam, Linka, Fean, and Kayta are orphans who agree to journey into a dangerous swamp and a mysterious temple that will magically reveal whether they are the Chosen or not. But it all comes down to one secret: Gavin may have had a brother who may have been the one who started the war, and because of that, he may have a descendant who may be just as evil and twisted. With this secret coming to the light, doubt is everywhere and trust is nowhere to be seen.
Trust everyone, trust no one.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evelyn A. Martínez Burgos
• Release date: May 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310833823

Evelyn A. Martínez Burgos

Evelyn was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. When she was five years old, her family moved to Florida and since then has been living there. Her love for art, reading, and writing was born there and endlessly spends her days daydreaming of everything. Her middle name is Alondra, and so, her nickname is Eve Alo, with an endless list of others. A bookworm, that's what you might call her, and she is. Alongside with this, Evelyn is an artist, writer, a serious video game player, and takes studying pretty seriously. You never know what you get with her when you know her for real. She prefers to listen to 80's music and spends most of her time daydreaming of different world, although it makes sense with an artist and writer.

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Destiny’s Revelation

By

Evelyn A. Martinez Burgos

To my parents and younger sisters, who saw further than me.

2014 Evelyn A. Martinez Burgos

Published by Evelyn A. Martinez Burgos at Smashwords Edition.

All characters and events mentioned and occurred are purely fictional and any similarity to anyone or anything is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Prologue

1-Change

2-Friends

3-Experience

4-Respect

5-Sympathy

6-Travels

7-Arrival

8-Welcome

9-Confusion

10-Wisdom

11-Possibilities

12-Fear

13-Courage

14-Hope

15-Nightmare

16-Love

17-Realization

18-Power

Epilogue

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*****

As the Lady blew on the land, all living beings took their first breathe. Their first thoughts were the blessings of the Goddess, who uttered, For every impossibility, there is a possibility.

-The Sacred Pages: The Chapter of the Beginnings

Feel the rain on your skin

No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

-Natasha Bendingfield

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PROLOGUE

People call it the Big Bang, the origins, the first seven days, and so on. These are but the few names that the people of Earth have for that world’s mysterious beginning. What no one truly knows is that a not so parallel world was created at the very same time. The people of this world call it Selud.

The beginning was recorded in ancient books. It talks of a woman called Naria, or the Goddess, who saw darkness and a void she could fill. Filled with every possible landscape and seascape you could imagine and with what was impossibility on Earth was an everyday sight for Selud. Unlike the parallel world, Selud was completely peaceful since the beginning and a modern world that Earth would call the Dark Ages.

Half a year after the creation was completed; the Lady came upon the land and offered an idea. She offered to create four people that would lead them in every sense to maintain the peace in the land. A unanimous decision came: they agreed.

These four leaders would be come to be known as the First Four for being the first two kings and queens of Selud: King Gavin of Power, Queen Haley of Wisdom, King Chas of Courage, and Queen Rissa of Love. These were what held Selud together based on the Goddess’ belief. They were created two years after Selud’s creation and ruled for ten years. They were twenty when crowned.

At the beginning of an annual ball that celebrated Selud crowning their kings and queens, rebels stormed into the castle, attacking those loyal to the First Four. Their leader was King Gavin. Somehow and in some way, he had turned evil, greed guiding him to betray not only his colleagues and friends, but his brother and sisters. But most importantly, he had betrayed the one who had trusted him the most, Naria.

A war exploded in Selud that would, unfortunately, last for ten years. The Ten Years’ War was hard. Children were orphaned and many died. Both men and women fought hard for their causes and millions, both adult and children alike, died. In the end, the queens and the remaining king, disappeared, just as King Gavin did. Where to and when, that’s the mystery.

A group of people that had been hidden by the disappeared kings and queens surged to power. This men and women came to be known as the Merry, people with magical powers, the equivalent of a wizard and a witch. They had been left with orders from the First Four. They had been told that if something were to happen to them, they would unite Selud again until their posterity would rise to be the legitimate kings and queens of Selud. The Merry were to rule Selud for centuries.

The newly formed government failed to their priority, to unify Selud. The lands of the east, west, and south seceded, forming an entire country that surrounded Selud. A couple of years passed, and this unnamed country divided into three as well. The west became to be known as Dulcis, the south as Forever Horizon, and the east as Emag Oediv. The north was left untouched because it was a portal to Earth. Everyone who tried died.

Selud eventually divided into states, six to be exact. When the Middle Ages ended in Earth, it did as well in Selud. Advancing in both clothing and in technology, Selud and Earth became sort of one. The ancient species that were once tangible became legends and myths, proving Earth that now they were impossible to exist. Many were said to be extinct. Asides from the Merry, the people of all the countries in this world believed that soon, the descendants of the First Four would come, but they never did.

Years, decades, centuries, and even millennia passed, but the hope started fading. The Merry came to believe it was in their duty to find them. Annually, the Merry picked four children randomly, and all of them ended dead, tragic losses that the politicians loved to cover for an excuse in the search of the Chosen.

Very few knew the truth on what happened in the day that began the war. Those who knew were killed. Battles were fought. The Chosen were out there, hidden and protecting the truths of the past that would, unfortunately, be twisted and lost. It’s most likely because the hope in Selud had faded.

But that is all about to change.

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PART I

SLUMBER

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1

Change

One change always leaves the way open for the establishment of others.

-Niccolo Machiavelli

Z

A

M

Eight minutes. That’s the time given for the students to reach their next class. Last year we had ten minutes. I don’t know what happened that caused the change, but even so, I shouldn’t complain. Less or more time wouldn’t change the fact that I always, and I do mean always, get late to class.

I study at the famous Selud K-12 School, home of the Falkons. Famous because it has dormitories for the orphan girls and boys who don’t get adopted, and trust me, they are filled like a stadium. I’m an orphan myself and when my adoptive family is too busy to handle me, I stay at school.

It’s close to a typical Friday school day. It’s only been two weeks since school started and already do we have a national holiday coming up tomorrow. But it’s not any ordinary holiday, but the celebration of the end of the Ten Years’ War, the first and last and oldest war known in Selud to have ever happened. As you can imagine, everyone’s crazy for the day to end and get ready for tomorrow.

I’ve got six minutes left to reach third period, so I better get going. I stand beside the Boys’ Dormitories and open up my locker, number 430. I change my Algebra II textbook for Seludian History, my least favorite class. Besides being a boring class, it’s ironic how I participate in a national holiday and yet doubt much of the history. My point is this: most of the history is based on legends and myths. Can’t say I trust all of it and I believe it’s just a child’s fairy tale which somehow sneaked into education.

I close the locker and find my best friend, Shaun, standing there. At first glance, you’d think he belongs in a circus, but sometimes, he really needs to be there. Black and short hair, pale skin, a ridiculous half yellow and half pink shirt, and jeans color red with white polka dots. I almost forgot to mention the fact that his Converse shoes were a deep blue. How I ended up being his best friend is probably the best question of the century. But behind his wacky wardrobe stands a hilarious and supportive guy.

Gonna be late? he asked.

As usual, I replied sincerely.

Spotted the devil and don’t worry, I sent her the wrong way, he reported.

Thank you! That would have been a nightmare, I said, remembering my disastrous last relationship with a girl.

Are you going to tomorrow’s festival? he wondered.

Don’t have much to do. I’ll be in the usual arcade if you’re going to be there, I told him.

Might get late, since Mom signed me up to participate in the festival, he sighed.

As what, as the jester?

Shut up!

Just joking, but who said anything about going into it?

My sister or maybe the pest. He started looking into his bag and took out an ivory colored manila envelope and announced For you.

For me? I asked, surprised. I took the envelope and turned it to the front, sure enough, my name was written delicately in cursive there.

I passed by the office between first and second period and the secretary told me that if I saw you during the day to give it to you, Shaun explained.

Creepy. The only people whom I know that would write to me would be my adoptive family and they only text, not write a letter and ship it to me, I argued.

Hey, Miller! Are you planning to be a clown? I heard Shaun was the boss of them! A blonde boy with extremely large glasses laughed with his friends. You wouldn’t think he’d play for the football team and how strong he is by his looks, and how a bully he could be.

I groaned and said, Devil Number 2.

Can’t quite help you with this one, Shaun answers.

I turn around and see Strickland standing over me, his glasses making his eyes pop out more than usual. He grabs me by my neck collar and lifts me a few inches away from the floor. I could smell his garlic breathe by how close I was to his face. Freckles covered his face. He was wearing a white shirt, a Falkons jacket, jeans, and white Nike shoes.

You know, I just remembered, my girlfriend told me something about you, he sneered.

Yeah? Which one? The one from yesterday or the one from the day before? I snapped as I struggled against his grip in my shirt. Shaun chuckles.

Strickland scowls and brought me closer to his face. She said that you were once her boyfriend but you broke her heart after a week.

For the record, my Casanova days have been over for a year now and second, Lucinda was obsessing over me and I did try to rationalize with her, I argued.

You know what happens with garbage and orphans like you Miller?

Besides smelling garlic from the star player of the school? No.

Strickland shakes his head, almost as if he were talking with dumbest person in Selud. He opens my locker and locks me in. Stuck in their lockers, he laughs along with his friends.

A couple of workbooks fall on my head and I wince. So far, it’s been a pretty normal day, aside from the letter.

Alright buddy? Shaun asks from outside.

Sure, my loser level has just dropped more and my workbooks fell on me, plus I’m locked in my own locker, I answer sarcastically.

I notice that Shaun is forcing the locker to open, but no luck. After a few moments, it stops and the only thing I here is the conversations going on the school hallways. Shaun? I call out.

All of a sudden I hear a click and the locker opens up. I quickly get out and look at Shaun who points at someone else. I follow and see a girl with scarlet red eyes, wavy black hair, green shirt, jean jacket, jeans and sneakers. She was holding a card, mostly likely a library card. I guessed she had used it to open the locker.

I saw what happened, hope you don’t mind me helping, she said.

No, not at all. Thanks. Kayta, right? The new girl? I ask as I offer my hand.

She gives a small smile and shakes my hand. Yeah the new girl. Well, I got to go to class. See you around, she answers. Kayta turns and walks away to a nearby classroom.

I did tell you she was amazing, Shaun whispers.

Already two weeks into school and not only do you have a crush, but a crush on the new girl? I ask with a smirk.

Whatever. See you next period, he said as he left.

I didn’t respond. I looked at my watch, only a minute left. I darted quickly through the halls of the school. The lockers were a silver color, all being slammed as kids ran everywhere to reach class in time. A few were painting graffiti in the caramel colored walls. Posters of everything covered the walls as well, bulletins filled with sign-ups for the festival. Two hallways away from history class and the bell rang. By the time I reached the class, the late bell rang. Late for class, again. A few snickers ran around the room, I quietly find a seat in the classroom, which looked more like a band room that had stairs to reach the desks. I quickly sit in the chair at the top of the row and sit at the end and quickly open to page 21, Chapter One: Selud’s Creation.

Our teacher was Mr. Creets, a guy that was probably around his early thirties. He was wearing a biker’s outfit, not menacing on him. He was red-headed and apparently had used to much grease in his hair. The girls would basically swoon over him and often compare him to Beck, the most talented and famous Merry known. His desk, as always, was clean, without a single mess. A few stacks of graded and ungraded papers, red pens, and some pencils.

As Mr. Creets started class, I couldn’t help staring at the envelope Shaun had given me. Who had sent it to me? Where did it come from? And more importantly, why me? By the time Mr. Creets came to explain the order in which the Goddess had created Selud, I gave in to temptation and opened the envelope. A letter, with black and a delicate cursive letters shaped it. I turned it over to see if there was something else, but no, only the national flower and colors of Selud were drawn into it. Four orchids forming a diamond. The top flower was an electric blue, to the right was a neon orange orchid, the bottom flower was a jade green and the last flower was a scarlet red. In the center of the diamond was a strange symbol rarely seen that represented the legendary Chosen and the First Four. It was a circle with a diamond in the center that its connecting lines were arced, a teardrop shape connecting to the corners that touched diamond and an arc between the four teardrop-shapes with a triangle at its centers pointing at the circle.

I turned the letter around and read it to myself:

Zam Miller,

The Merry would like to cordially invite you into the yearly Chosen Lottery, where the orphan teens are randomly chosen to meet the Head of Merry. In the year of our Lady 2013, the Head of the Merry is Chester A. Arthur. And if you’re even luckier, you have a chance into joining him for a luncheon and a meeting of the 12th Circle.

The lottery will be held in the Merry Tower, the center of the beautiful city of