Tamburbrin's Son, the God-Man (1)

In those bygone eras, serpents were esteemed as the sacred carriers of life's eternal flame, their sinuous shapes representing renewal, creation, and the unfolding enigmas of being. It was amid the consecrated stones of Tamburbrin's sanctum where divine and terrestrial forces coalesced. The woman destined to mother Aalgott was blessed by the shrine's radiance, and soon she cradled a nascent life within her, a boon from the touch of the serpentine deity.

She bestowed upon her son the name Aalgott, a tribute to his eel-god lineage. His imposing form and eyes that reflected the abyssal expanse of the sea were a testament to an age-old and arcane pact. His veins coursed with Tamburbrin's heritage, and his aura was a hymn to the ancient serpent deities. His footsteps resounded with whispers of bygone times, and his innate powers caused the air itself to quiver.

Eventually, the progeny of Aalgott's unions with numerous women would be hailed as the serpent's offspring. In Aalgott, they found their guardian and hero. Each of his breaths bore the gravity of his celestial lineage, his existence serving as a conduit between the divine and the earthly progeny. Through him, the serpent's lineage was rejuvenated, and by his hand, the age-old rituals would be revered anew.

As time unfolded, the breadth of Aalgott's sway became apparent. Our tale focuses on the youthful Aalgott, who, as a disciple of the Tamburbrin Temple, was slowly awakening to his formidable abilities.

At dusk one day, after absorbing the teachings of the priests, he roamed the temple's corridors and happened upon a woman deep in supplication. With reverence, he stood aside, listening to the hushed cadence of her prayers.

Upon standing, her gaze found Aalgott and lingered. He addressed her, expressing gratitude for her devotion and assuring her that Tamburbrin would honor her steadfastness.

"I have been wed for five years, yet a child's blessing eludes us," she confided, her voice tinged with sorrow.

To this, Aalgott found himself without words.

Her eyes, unwavering, studied Aalgott before she ventured, "You possess a striking visage. Are you Tamburbrin's progeny?"

"Indeed," he replied, "I am the son my mother bore to Tamburbin. I am a child of the serpent."

With a boldness born of yearning, she extended her hand toward Aalgott. He observed her delicate fingers, hesitating momentarily before realizing the fervent desire that had ignited within him at her approach.

Taking her hand gently, he pressed a tender kiss upon it.

A surge of divine energy coursed through her at his touch, stirring emotions so profound that tears cascaded down her cheeks. With a voice quivering with hope, she implored, "Grant me sanctuary within your chamber, that I may be barren no more and bear a descendant of Tamburbrin."