Anui's eyes turned to the gentle waters as he pushed them closer to the small shore that led to the tree. He relaxed a bit when they reached halfway. Sitting in the middle of the dark waters. The creeping stalagmites above were illuminated by the stirring fish. Their illumination giving light to the outer rims of the boat. Anui moved the waters and a gentle wave chased the illumination away. Yet their slow advancement made new lights emerge from the gentle creatures below.
"I am Lila Moriarty. And I will reclaim what I have lost."
Anui returned his gaze to her as she spoke those words. He nodded with a smile. His eyes beheld her like a jewel in flame. He wanted this from her. He wanted to know what the others would think of a true Moriarty being alive and well. He knew his legacy wouldn't be tainted by her. But what he saw in her gave him inspiration to change things. No longer would the Aion, Vrondi or any other power trample on their lives. He wanted to spread the gifts of Nero across the lands and learn from others to change their own land for the better and reclaim the surface from the Basilisks. Damning any plans their current king may have.
"Don't worry. It's in my nature, engraved in my body, in my muscles and reflexes. I am and will always be a weapon... But you also showed me that there is much more about me that I don't know myself."
Anui looked at her with widened eyes as she spoke of her time as a death dealer. He had forgotten how dangerous she was given her tender girly outbreak. Though he understood why she was this way. He felt her hidden strength when they danced, her reflexes, her firmness, it made sense. He let out a small chuckle looking to the side as he did as if reminiscing.
"I felt it. When we danced I could feel that you were just as physically capable as me. Indeed it was a revelation... to your true nature. It was what drew my desires even closer... to you."He looked Lila in the eyes when she was done. They had neared the shore now and the dancing lights grew dimmer as the light of the tree grew brighter. He shook his head to silently.
"Do not worry." He let her go on but he held a firm gaze on her as she let her desires be known. As they began to meld with his he felt a sense of renewed value. The blood of the fallen would not be for nothing. Their lost seats of power will be scooped up by Anui and Lila to create what he saw was coming in her eyes.
"Help me to find out who I am, Anui. Help me to learn, to know who 'Lila Moriarty' would have been if the Moriarty were still alive. I want to know who were the responsible for taking me from my family, but I also want you to teach me how to be a royal so I can be with you..."
He nodded once more. This time closing his eyes briefly at the thought of teaching her how to be one of them. He detested this idea at first. But it made sense. She had to fake being like someone else to be closer to him. Yet he did not want her to become like those who surrounded him. All they did was continue the status quo. To feast on the blood of innocent seraphim and horde their discoveries and talents to themselves. No one would know what it felt to be a part of an orchestra, or to hold a book if not for the Nayu of Nero. He wished to continue this ascension from the dark unknown and connect with the rest of the world.
Reaching the shore Anui did nothing but take his hands off of the paddles that steered their way. He rested now and let Lila's watery eyes do so as well. Letting her finish and soaking in her words by visibly sitting there looking at her intently. He wanted her to know he was listening. For he wanted her to listen when the time came. All she said was taken with earnest attention, that was how a true Nero royal does for another. Especially one they claim to love.
"I... I know I'm a mess right now... I'm sorry if I hurt you with my words... It's still... hard for me to tell you everything I'm feeling..."
Anui gripped his chest. He felt it. A twinge of pain from the resistance he knows he will face for this. But forward he had to go. The only thing keeping him assured was his eyes. No other had his ability to restore sight in such a flawless manner. It was a highly sought after trait. But he did not know if he could keep Lila by his side while she was an outsider, one who killed her own despite not knowing. He had to tread carefully now or risk getting her killed.
He took her hand. Gently holding hers he felt the coolness from her skin. The blood flow was a desirable thing for a Nayu to observe even on another. He saw how healthy she was and wondered how the Aion kept her so. Feeding her their own kind came to mind and he figured she got some of the purest seraphim blood they had to offer to keep her optimal. He lifted her gently as he stepped off of the boat and onto the damp stone path that led up a grassy patch the tree sat in. It radiated with a pure white.
"Let us make a pact under the dark, before the light, an eternal one like night and day. To return you to your true path and to show our people a better path. Your people soon the citizens of Nero, no, the entire land, will be. I promise to become King and to make you my Queen." Anui bit into his bare hand. Drawing blood. He offered Lila her own tender hand to her mouth to do the same. Together they would draw their blood into each others mouths as he directed.
"A pact of blood. A true marriage of old, the ways of the ancient Nayu. None can break a private ceremony between two who have chosen to share blood inside." He leaned in, resting his face against her willing head. His nose caressing her red hair before drawing her chin in to mix the remaining blood in their mouths with a gentle kiss. A shimmering droplet of blood running down both of their chins. Anui briefly drew away to whisper words that would vibrate Lila's ear drums with a tickling sensual sensation.
"And if you carried my child. None could protest your right to be by my side." He looked her in the eyes after saying this. His eye lids lowered, oozing with a passionate desire.
Vrondi's representation of what was happening ceased. Combining the projected light into an orb and returning to his body. Melding with his aura of pure light. He dimmed it down once complete. He looked at Sophia who was the most surprised by this. The others could only ponder what this all meant since these legends and tales were far before their time and they were seldom historical scholars on the entire history of all the lands. This was to say the least. Vrondi however seemed to know quite a lot given his age, and one that was his elder to not know about the Dragon God soon caught a few of them by surprise.
"Even for me, finding information about the dragon god and the ancient gods are... scarce... "
Allo, Magnixx and Tydra looked at each other with mixed looks. Allo seemed more confident. Magnixx seemed a bit confused but intrigued. While Tydra was only intrigued and intently seemed to want to listen for more. Sleeth was just as he was before, sitting with no particular interest in his demeanor. He did not seem to be pleased about being here yet the matters were enough to keep him from leaving. Or so it seemed. A silence fell over the room as Sophia spoke up more.
They eventually looked back to Vrondi who kept his kingly arms folded and stood above the table with what seemed to be a basic map with pieces on it sitting below him. He looked down at it.
"There are various organized forces to defend your respective lands. All assembled by yourselves or those under you. But what I offer now will be a seed. Once they return we can proceed to recruit others to their cause." As he spoke he moved the pieces as if assembling the forces across the land himself. Magnixx motioned for his dragon slayer to speak with him silently. He leaned down and he talked to him silently before returning.
"As said before. I am willing to offer forces. Besides how are we to know a true Fotian, a Tyro is in that group?"Vrondi looked to Magnixx and smiled without a care.
"Oh.. I saw a Tyro at the bar. I sent her and her band of men along with some of the Aion. Though I think she may have been a bandit..." As he said that last part he placed a finger on his chin and looked up in thought. Recollecting like an old man what may have just transpired. Magnixx raised a brow in disbelief. Tydra sighed in frustration but spoke up right after.
"I'm afraid I may have to spare someone capable to join this unified group." She lowered her shelled fan from her face which she covered half of it from her nose down with. It seemed like a royal quirk, but in reality she was hiding her excessive painted face, with jewels and shells and all sorts of elegant and beautiful aquatic accessories and colors.
Sleeth turned his head at the sound of the Aion. Allo agreed with Tydra however and Vrondi laughed heatedly despite being scolded by Magnixx.
"What if she steals the relic!? What makes you so sure!?" Vrondi waved his hand as if it were not an issue.
"We have Aion knights on the job. There's no doubt they will succeed my friend." This made Sleeth nearly hiss. Yet he kept himself contained. His veiled escort touched his arm. He looked at her and then at the orb. Inside he saw it. The blood of the fallen Nero royals who the Aion had just slain. He saw it through her crystal ball on her lap she sat with discreetly. Sleeth's teeth now clinched he saw with claws nearly baring into his own flesh from anger. None knew his brewing hatred in that room.
"With the ability to see into the past we can see first hand for sure, Sophia, how the ancient Gods were defeated. The Divine have given us, their descended the ability to wield divinity. You know this. Without a doubt this will aid us in defeating Nuxta. What we need to discuss further is where Nuxta has come from." Vrondi lifted his hand once again and light showed an angelic being with wings out stretched in a dazzling display.
"The Divine have left us long ago. But not entirely. Their early offspring, the first ones. Their kinship to Chaos and Divinity is unparalleled. They Ascended to greater beings and joined the Divine, leaving behind their offspring who eventually became the various bloodlines we know today." The light displayed the generations that went by of people before a single descendant of this current era was made.
"I believe Nuxta is one of the first children of the Divine. Returned to claim ownership of our souls as a god of death. It was rumored, during the war of the chaotic and the divine that a Divine knight of the Dusk would claim the souls of fallen dragons. Turning it into power and crowning the darkness as his own domain. A dark seraphim. He left long ago. But he is back. What he has been doing is collecting souls. No longer dragon souls this time. He seeks to Ascend, perhaps for power, for his own personal gains. Or maybe he truly believes he will be forcing a better order on us. Vrondi let the light shift into a silvery grey light when revealing the reaping angel of death Nuxta claimed to be.
"Once the armor is removed he will still be a formidable foe with ancient knowledge of magic and other realms. Once a descendant not very far from us at birth he now wields tremendous power I would assume. The weakness he portrayed at the earlier battles, one of a cult leader, was merely a show to get closer to what he wanted." Vrondi shook his head. Things were on a razors edge and he legitimately seemed concerned.
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