Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 162 Vauran, The Ice Island Monster!
Batari Mahadevi and Nala were very interested in what the white grandmother told them. Then the two asked the grandmother to continue telling stories as they both tried to learn the ice island situation from the grandmother's story.
“We thought, Vauran is just a creature in the story. But after he rose from the dead, we believed in the truth of the story that was passed down through the generations. We don't really know where the creature came from, it is said that it came from the evil energy that is in the main energy source on this island.
So, according to the story, when our predecessors tried to purify the main energy source of this island, they transferred the evil energy from the ice energy crystal into an ice sculpture that was in the shape of a bird. A few years later, the statue came to life. The statue turned into a princess who had wings on her back.
At first, our ancestors accepted her presence and considered her like a snow princess. They named him Vauran. But it turns out that the creature demands death to survive. It only eats men. Our ancestors could not exterminate it, but locked it in an immortal ice crystal. After that, Vauran had been presumed dead.
After thousands of years, about a year ago, the creature rose. At first we didn't recognize him. But after he preyed on many men on this island, we remembered the fairy tale we heard. We all don't know how to overcome that thing. However, the creature did not dare to approach the center of the city. So, most of us moved there.” The grandmother's story.
“Why doesn't Vauran seek prey to other islands, grandma?” ask Nala.
“He is like us, can only live on ice island.” Answer the grandmother.
“Why doesn't grandma come to the city center?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Hahaha, I'm very old and I'm not what the creature wants, so I still live here. Well, now, tell me about you and what purpose you came here.” Said the grandmother.
Batari Mahadevi and Nala told of the journey they went through until they finally arrived at the island. The old grandmother watched carefully.
“Hmm, I didn't expect that the world of one moon really existed, and didn't expect that there were beings as powerful as you from there. I guess you're a lot older than your age, aren't you? At the very least, your entire knowledge is equivalent to an ice island man who is even over a hundred years old. And your body is equivalent to a fire island human body that is around twenty years old. So, surely you two are not ordinary humans, are you?!" said the grandmother.
"We both don't know why we're like this, grandma" Batari said.
"What's wrong. There are many things we do not always understand. I myself am currently three hundred years old, and there are some elders of this island who are over three thousand years old.” The grandmother said.
“Does the ice island man indeed live long?” ask Nala.
“Hahaha, of course not. In a three-month world, only a few could be over a thousand years old. Usually they were people who had great strength. On average we are only up to four hundred years old.” said the grandmother.
“Then how do the people on the ice island survive, grandma?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Nothing, grandma, we are used to living by absorbing natural energy, so we can also live without eating.” Nala said while glancing at Batari Mahadewi. The girl replied to Nala's glance fiercely because she felt insinuated.
“I want to show you something.” Said the Grandma. He stretched out his right hand towards the door, and then snow slowly entered the grandmother's house. Even without radiating energy, the old grandmother easily moved the snow and created multifaceted forms, as if the snow was subject to her command.
The grandmother created a sword out of the snow, then she exuded a little energy to make the snow harden into clear ice crystals. Suddenly Batari Mahadewi remembered his brother, Niken, who sometimes did the same thing, but the difference was, Niken had to emit energy big enough to be able to do what the grandmother did.
“Do all ice island humans can do what grandma does?” tanya Batari Mahadewi.
“Yes, of course. Look at my clothes, it's snow. All the snow on this island is what keeps us alive. We can do this all, as easy as fire man creates fire from their body.” The grandmother said.
“Very ordinary, grandma.” Nala said amazed.
“You will be able to do what we did, or maybe much more powerful if you take pure energy from the main energy source of the island of ice.” said the grandmother.
“Is the city center still far away, grandma?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Yes, still pretty far away. So, to get to the city center, you still need another day of travel. But I fear you will meet Vauran, for if you fly, then your radiance of energy will know. Right now maybe he is around downtown, waiting for every guy who tries to get out of the city center.” The grandmother said, “But, I don't know, with the fire energy you have, maybe you can fight Vauran. As long as your fire energy is greater than Vauran energy, then it will be very possible. On the contrary, we have difficulty overcoming it, because we are from the same energy source, and Vauran energy is even purer than us.”
“We are not sure, grandma, hopefully we do not meet the creature.” said Batari Mahadewi.
“I myself have also never met the creature in fact, so what I tell you is only limited to what I know from the story. If you both manage to take the energy from the main source, I believe you are precisely our hope to conquer the creature, because at least you have the fire element in your body.” Said the grandmother.
“But, could it be that we are allowed to take energy from the main source?” ask Nala.
“I think you'll be allowed. But it's not easy. Only one of us alive has ever managed to absorb that energy. He was the elder of Ebe, the master teacher of the guardian of the sacred temple of the Island of Ice. All I know, the place is guarded by the spirits of our ancestors.” The grandmother said.
“Thank you very much for all the instructions, grandma, we have to keep trying, that's our only hope in order to return to the world one month.” Batari Mahadewi.
The two one-month world warriors were finally ready. Both of them flew across the vast expanse of snow and ice mountains and seemed to be endless.