CHAPTER 2 : BRANDON’s FRIEND
“My quoration day was the best day of my life. If I could cry I would have so. It was just my
tears who did not want to fall out.I was just a seventeen year old boy when I was quorated. I was
quorated by the dominus of the great house. You know how honarable was that to be quorate by
the dominus because we all know that the dominus is the highest heiren in a terra.
We cannot become an heiren if we are not quorated. And we would not be quorated if don’t do
such things that gave honour in this land and have done something that helped this terra. And
Especially, we cannot do those things without wisdom. So wisdom is the only way to become an
heiren. It wasn’t my wisdom who lead to my quoration day. It was my friend’s. My best friend.
We were just fine little lads doing something experimental with different potions and drink it
to possess powers to do such things that could save or serve the terra to be one of the heirens of
the great house. We studied every book in every library of the senary terra, now known as the
Floustorian Library. We tried a lot of potion combinations. Drank it, swallowed it and a lot of way
to take their effects but some of them didn’t work out because we were just too young to do
working experiments. That friend of mine had not lost his courage to be an herein. One day he
presented me a formula that he invented. He collected the required elements of his experiment.
He asked me to help him so I did. We climbed mountains, swam oceans and a lot of many things.
We had collected all elements required. And there he was. He did the best thing I have ever seen.
He asked If I want to take the potion he made but I refused because I wasn’t sure of what he had
done. “One day you would regret that you refused.”He said. The elements we collected were good
enough for just a single potion .He drank the potion and you know what was that potion could
do? A potion that could naturally make his mind think of every single element he should find and
every single procedure he should do to make the potion he desires to do. If he want to make a
potion that can make people fly, he only have to think of it and the formula will form naturally
within his mind.
How did that friend of mine help me to become an heiren? I was on my way back home when
three men attacked me that I went down on the ground. I couldn’t do anything but to feel pain .I
wasn’t able to fight because I was just weak. Now here I am the strongest living heiren. You know
what made me strong? That friend of mine .He saw how I was beaten that night. As a best friend,
he didn’t like what had happened to me and he didn’t want that to happen again. Guess what did
he do?
With his ability to think of every formula, he thought of making a potion that can make man
very strong. That friend of mine was gone for days. When he came back, He showed me a syringe.
He said that If I would take that, I would become the strongest person. I declined his offer first
because I wanted to live as a normal person. Suddenly, he stabbed me with the syringe without
my permission and said “I don’t want to see my pal to die in the hands of the evil society”. I was