Chapter XII: THE LAST BORN'S RISING (4)
BISHOP'S POV
Hello, my name is Bishop, and I'm sure my other comrades and brothers have told you how they came to be a Last Born. Well, mine is a little different.
It took me a while before I knew who my birth father was due to a few circumstances surrounding his identity, who was my dad you ask; well the name of my father is Ixoref, according to what I was told by my mum their meeting was short of nothing but a fairytale, she being the only daughter of the village blacksmith and also the village belle wasn't one to be short of admirers and for once did she not look at the way of any of them, she was so engrossed in the craft of her father that she was received a blessing from Cognium the god of Mechanization and Technology making her to be sought after not only for her beauty but also for her skills, when her dad died the mantle of producing the village's materials fell on her and for once did she not falter in giving her utmost best. One fateful day a young man wandered into the workshop looking all around and muttering under his breath, he was behaving like one who was fascinated by all he saw, mum at first thought he was one of her many admirers and ignored the young fellow, but to her surprise after a while he left without talking to her, the next day he was there again doing the exact same thing, touching and feeling the weapons and other things that were in the shop, for a few weeks it continued to happen and she decided to confront him. When he came to the shop again, she met him and asked why he was always looking at the forging process of her workshop and that of her apprentice and yet still won't purchase anything, he apologized and said he was just fascinated at the forging process "people down here" use, confused by the statement she just ignored him and took her forging hammer prepared to finish the works of a few clients of hers as she lifted her hammer he muttered "hmm cognium's blessed", this made her to pause as no one except her dead father knew that she was blessed by cognium, she confronted him to know how he knew and he showed her that when she came in contact with her tools and her mind set on creating something, the aura of cognium that was in her would get activated, he also told her that there were many ways of utilizing the gift she had, she begged him to teach her. She introduced herself as Lyra, and he said he was called Ixoref. Day after day, they met to discuss the usage of her gifts, and gradually they fell in love. A few years later they got married and I was born, I was given the name bishop, as I said earlier it took a while before I knew who my birth father was due to who he was, it turned out that few months into marriage before I was born, my father revealed his identity to my mother, an identity that shook her to her marrows, he was actually Feroxi and not just a name sake but the real and actual Feroxi, the god of war. He was wandering the land as the grove was experiencing unprecedented peace and there was no need for him, in fact a few people began to diminish his importance, so in order not to get angry he decided to wander the grove as a mortal, and on seeing my mother and interacting with her, he fell in love something he never knew could happen bringing about a union between a god and a blessed mortal. When Noctyra's betrayal happened and the other gods called him for help, he had no option but to go and fulfill the duties for which he was created, but before leaving he decided to give his only child a few gifts, together with my mother they crafted a godly weapon, a weapon that was crafted with the soul and craftsmanship of one who was blessed by cognium and also imbedded with enchantments of war by none other than the god of war himself, the bearer of the hammer could suck out courage from his or her enemies, the hammer upon impact emitted flames that were above this dimension, they called the hammer "EMBERCLASP". Another gift that Feroxi gave his child was one which the child got from birth as a result of his status as a demigod, he had a birthmark that was a telepathic link to the god of war, granting him the ability to use every single weapon that has existed in history to perfection, fighting came to him as easily as breathing. Knowing that their child was destined for greatness, they decided that they wouldn't pamper him, so when I was just 7 years I began to train both in the art of fighting and that of blacksmithing. After a series of training by both his mum and Feroxi, I was sent to meet the Oracle and First of the Last Born so that I could be brought under the family and devoted followers of Feroxi.
Now I fight and defend the good people of the grove, protecting the Cherry Tree with every iota of strength I had in me, not only because I took the knee for Feroxi and swore to uphold truth and justice but also because I had to make my dad proud.
Abilities
Aura of Feroxi (Domineering aura of war)
Forge Flame (Upon impact by the hammer, burns voidlings with a blue flame)
Battle Overlord (Master of weapons and all fighting skills with the ability to teleport to anywhere in a battle field)
Feroxi's Begotten (Ability to assume god form with 70% of Feroxi power, once a month for 30 minutes)