Chapter 1 - Clashing Paths
Part 3 - Cythril, Wanderer of the Void@Ammokkx
"Cythril.." Lisami repeated your name as she rested her chin on her hand in thought.
"I like it. It's a pretty name," the Goddess continued a short while later, her lips parting into a small smile as she said so.
"Though honestly, it surprises me that one of the Void's wraith would come here with.. Amicable intentions."Your body froze at Lisami's last sentence. Another memory assaulted your head: The war against the Goddesses, and subsequently, the death of Lemouri - Goddess of Endings. In this memory, you were one of the creations that spearheaded the war. You actively took part in it. You can vividly felt the imaginary weight of your makeshift weapon on your hands, the feel of its coarse wooden handles, and the smell of rusted steel from its crude blades.
Cold swear began to form on your back. You were
scared. Was the Goddess seeking revenge? Would you be the target of her ire?
"But I guess people do change. So tell me, why are you here?"You relaxed your body. It would seem that Lisami was not hostile towards you.
Not yet, at least. So you decided to sit down and chat with her. She was curious about what you did prior to coming into her garden, your thought about the void, your first impression on Her garden, and many other things. You noticed that She was an attentive listener.
Like an ideal mother figure, you thought.
For a moment, you thought you had fun.
But all beginnings must have an end. After talking for a short while, Lisami said something about uninvited guests breaking into Her garden, and excused herself. So now you are left alone in the vast garden. Naturally your mind returned to the wooden shaft that was half-buried on the ground behind you. It was somewhat familiar, but sinister at the same time.
As you approached the seemingly-out-of-place-object, you heard a rustling nearby. And not too long after, two people came out from behind the hedgerows. Two.. Females? One of them had pointy ears and long, green hair; while the other sported dark short hair and had horns jutting out of her head. Weirdly enough, the two were just as surprised as Cythril to find each other.
What are these creations doing in Lisami's domain?Before any of you get to ask questions, however, you felt something swooped in from above too fast to visibly identify beyond movement. Then, a buzzing sound - growing louder and softer in less than a blink of an eye. The three of you quickly formed a circle and scanned the environment. Suddenly, you heard creaking coming from above the parallel passageway, the one crowned with roots from a tree. Looking ahead you saw the creature.
A Dragonfly. It was huge. Easily five meters long, and about one meter in height. It brushed its front legs over it's mandibles and made a low gurgling sound. It was poised and ready to strike. And as its wing began to flutter, the three of you instinctively ducked, thus evading the creature's strike by a hair's breadth. The creature was surely powerful, even if not to Lisami or any of the Pillar's monstrous degree.
The two newcomers - or should you say, trespassers - hurried into their feet and readied their arms. The limber green-haired lady - a bow; and the raven-haired horned lady a staff with a glowing crystal on its end. Yet Cythril, somehow, realized that he was not the target of the Dragonfly's attack.
Would he stand with his fellow mortals, without a weapon in hand? Or will he reach out for the half-buried object that had been calling him for a while now? Or would he simply watch as the monster and the creation clash?
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