Owlriel

Devouring Light

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the meal,” he said. “I’ve made quite a lot so if you want seconds there is more than enough.” He then continued eating having this meal with Ayrie was nice.
But, he had questions for her. Mainly if she was having any affects from being Astoria reincarnated. The same as her presence caused him to have. The thing that he’s craved for so many years was right in front of him. But, he couldn’t accept it because he felt like it was screwing with her free will. What if in the end even Astoria, and he were never meant to be together. After all it made sense seeing as despite everything she’d trusted a strangers lies. Versus trying to talk to him about it. He hadn’t even noticed he’d stopped eating for several long minutes to think.

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Asran moved around the kitchen with an ease he hadn’t had in a long time. So he began making one of his more delicious recipes in his repitoure. Which would also take the least amount of time to make. He mixed an array of vegetables, butter, herbs, and spices together. Which soon began to let off a delicious, and inviting smell. Then gently covered it, and set it to a low heat beside another pot that let off little wisps of steam. As to allow what was inside to continue mingling its flavors together.

Then he took a whole chicken, and with expert skill deboned it, and set the remains to the side. As he planned on making a stock with that later. He took the boneless meat, and set it in a large pan with oil. He slowly started cooking it letting it brown before sticking it in the oven to finish. While he did that he turned to the pot left on the stove. He tasted the red sauce, and then snapped his fingers. Knowing it needed something just a bit extra. So grabbed some seasonings from his cupboard. When he sensed Ayrie he simply pointed a finger to a set table.
“It’ll be ready in a second,” he said.
Then pulled out the chicken, and carefully pulled the pot towards him. Then gently ladled the chicken, and juices into it. Then gently gave that a good stir. Then turned to an egg timer, and grabbed serving spoons along with two ceramic bowls. He grabbed some herbs putting it on a cutting board, and with deft skill finely chopped it up. When the egg timer dinged Asran turned the stove top off.
In no real time at all Asran came over to Ayrie. Setting a bowl of red sauce covered chicken on a bed of rice topped with the herb he’d chopped up. Then he sat across from her, and started eating.

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“Thank you, I had decided to move out of the city for my home. Because sometimes I just needed to get away from everyone... For a any number of reasons,” Asran said. “Plus the view isn’t too bad,” he said. Truth be told his house had the best view. As it overlooked the ocean, and he could see the city lights at night. Without hearing any of the noises from said city.

He walked inside, and held the door open to Ayrie. The inside of the house seemed at first warm, and welcoming. But, there was an unmistakable feeling of loneliness hidden underneath. In front of the door a few feet was the stairs that lead up to the second floor. With two hallways to the right, and left Once Ayrie, and Symphony were inside he shut the door. “Feel free to explore while I cook dinner. Symphony should be able to keep you away from anything dangerous in my home,” he said. “I’m gonna get dinner started.” Then he walked away going through the right hallway.

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“Of course I cook. I spent the years before creating Cornopa traveling the world tasting, and learning to cook various dishes. When I got here I started perfecting them, and establishing trade routes to ensure I’d always have the spices, and meats I love.” Asran offered Ayrie a proud thumbs up. “Plus it’s a hobby of mine, along with fishing, and gardening so I don’t go bonkers. Being immortal comes with it’s own challenges.”

While Ayrie got ready Asran worked on his mana control. Having this much mana after such a long time without it was a bit of a strain. Though he remembered the feel, and finally he managed to fully control the magic that was still slowly filling his body.

When Ayrie came out he smiled at her. Then lead her to the main streets to hail a taxi. He told the driver where to go, and they drove off a long way. Eventually leaving the city eventually going up a hill, the hill, Ayrie saw an old stone statue dedicated to Astoria’s memory. Even though she’d shattered his heart he still loved her. As he’d taught him so much. Though as they passed on instinct Asran looked out the opposite window.

Finally they arrived at Asran’s home, a beautiful two story home. That had an old Victorian wooden look while also having some modern inspiration. “Well.... This is it,” he said. Then got out, and helped Ayrie out of the car.

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Asran’s temper cooled as he looked to Ayrie. He was grateful for her words that she was willing to let him get back at that god. Though of course he wasn’t going to hurt innocent children. But, the adults who grew up worshiping the god were all getting eaten. As payment for his suffering. “Huh, well then I guess I’ll cook. I’m pretty hungry myself after all,” he said.

Nadia looked at Asran wanting to go too as did Wrath. As lord gluttony he’d perfected his cooking skills, and there was only a few that could match him in the world. The total of which you could easily count on your fingers. “I’m only cooking for Symphony, and Ayrie. They actually saved my ass.” The two women looked like their hearts just got shattered. Then side by side they sulked off.

Devouring Light

“I don’t know as to the how either. But, now that my curse is gone. I’m gonna topple that fake god, and raze his temples to the ground. As payment for all those years of suffering,” Asran said with a snarl. There was no stopping Asran’s wrath from reigning down on those affiliated with the god. The god that had stolen nearly everything from him.

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“Glad to help,” Asran said smirking. Then turned to Zatovia who ran up, and hugged him. Asran was surprised, but returned the hug. “I’m glad to see your okay.” She pulled away, and then punched him hard in the face. Making ASran yelp. “AND THAT IS FOR SCARING ME! I thought you were gonna die you asshole. Don’t do that! With you gone who’s gonna keep Pride in check?” Asran rubbed at his jaw a lightly. “That reminds me. With me back up, and running he’s going to become a giant pain in the ass.” Asran looked at Ayrie, and smiled at her. “But, it’s worth it knowing I’ve got my life back. As for the priests if they want they can retire here. I’ll supply them with a comfortable living space. Besides I’m pretty sure they’d not want to be worshipping the god that made me suffer for several centuries.”

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Seeing Ayrie falling Asran easily caught her. “Woah there, don’t go fainting on me now. I mean I know I have that affect on ladies, but I mean come on.” He smirked as he’d made a joke that it was after checking his body now removal of the curse. Asran was no longer feeling any exhaustion as his mana was now regenerating like it used to. Though the issue was that it was regenerating a little too quickly for his shields to keep up with. So he accidentally zapped Ayrie. Thankfully it was more a small spark than a live wire going off. Asran quickly separated, and chuckled in embarrassment. “Hah, sorry,” he said rubbing the back of his head.

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The spirit was surprised this human would willingly form a contract with it? No one did because its kind was considered unruly, and hard to tame. But, at hearing her words and feeling her promise. ‘I agree to become your partner. Just dn’t go regretting it now.’ It then left her body forming a sphere, and then poofed into the form of a white fennec fox with solid ruby red eyes. It looked at her expectantly waiting for her to give it a name.

“Name it, and put your magic into your words. Just like Markus has been teaching you when casting any other spell. By giving it a name it signifies it’s connection to you,” Asran said smiling.
“Asran! Ayrie’s hardly ready to handle a fairy. Let alone a Komundi,” Nadia protested. Asran glared at Nadia strongly. “You don’t get to argue elf.” Nadia’s eyes widened, and then looked down ashamed. “We will talk about our history another time. For now, Ayrie, I will help you with this one should they become hard to handle.” Then offered a wink, and a smile.

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The spirit tilted Ayrie’s head gently. It had never really been thanked before by the one it possessed. So it was rather confused, and mentally told Ayrie. ‘I do not have a name of my own. I have nothing your world offers.’ It then turned hearing Nadia preparing a banishment spell for the spirit making it hiss angrily. Fox like ears sprun from Ayrie’s head as the spirit’s hackles went up.

Asran moved quickly dismissing the magic Nadia was casting. With his curse gone he was able to reclaim some of the sea of might he’d once possessed. “Ayrie, if you wish to truly thank the spirit. Form a contract with it, do that and it can stay here. Do the things it cannot do while in its home plane which has nothing is nothing. Just an empty white void,” he said his voice was even stronger.