Forest Of Acrata....
Unknown Pov.....
The golden glowing orb is still simply hovering around the mysterious crying baby on the grass. Unlike the first golden glowing orb, this one wasted a little amount of time in hovering around the baby.
Whatever were it's reasons for hovering around the crying baby like that,it better hurry up and merge with the baby's soul or else, there may be interferences I can't handle.
Not like I am scared of interferences, but there are forces or beings that may want to interfere in the successful reborn of the Angel of war. For example, his number one foe and enemy, his own brother, the Angel of Destruction.
But let's skip that part.
After a measure of time of intense hovering around the crying baby, the golden glowing orb immediately started it's merging. I almost thought that it wouldn't merge at all,or maybe the baby was not the right baby to merge with.
The second soul slowly descended from the air and it started floating just a few inches from the baby's chest. It did the same thing, just like the first one had did with that Governor's son.
A blue light emerged out of the baby's chest and it floated right in front of the golden glowing orb.
Everything seemed magical, just as it had happened in the suite of that hotel. The atmospheric pressure in the surrounding increased drastically. It was just the same as the atmospheric pressure of the suite in the hotel. But this time, there wasn't a suite but instead, there was a surrounding filled with trees.
It's quite expected of the atmospheric pressure to take effect on the trees and plants around, even me a demon, that had taken the shape of a Raven, could feel the strong atmospheric pressure.
The golden glowing orb (soul of the Angel of war) didn't waste time in merging itself with the blue light. It simply floated closer to the blue light and merged simultaneously.
Suddenly, the atmospheric pressure present in the surrounding increased even more. It increased so much, even to my discomfort as a demon in Raven form.
But I knew I couldn't leave. I mustn't leave until the merging process is complete and the newly formed soul is back in the baby's body.
Unlike the last merging process, I was at the balcony,so one can say that the windows shielded me from the intense atmospheric pressure. But this time, there isn't any windows to shield me from the intense atmospheric pressure and it is much to my discomfort.
Aside from increasing the atmospheric pressure,a strong glowing blue light blocked my vision and I had to use my black wings in covering my eyes.
By the time I opened my eyes,a blue glowing orb is formed. The blue glowing orb slowly descended down and sank into the baby's chest.
The baby, who had stopped crying as a result of his soul leaving his body, sprang back to life.
The baby opens his eyes after the blue glowing orb had sank into his chest. This time the baby wasn't crying again, instead his eyes were glowing.
His eyes were glowing so bright, giving a blueish glow.
Moreover, his glowing eyes were contrast to the Governor's son's own when the newly formed soul sank into his body. The Governor's son's eyes glowed red but this baby's own glowed blue.
The contrast was well evident.
Not long after, the baby's eyes stopped glowing and he is back to crying non-stop.
I let out a sigh through my black beak, seeing the baby crying once again, even after all the magical merging process.
Finally, the Angel of war has been successfully reborn (into two different individuals i.e the Governor's son and this mysterious baby). That makes my mission complete. Thanks to the merging of the two souls of the Angel of war with two human baby souls.
The Angel of war has been reborn. How good it is to say so.
But this time, I couldn't just leave the baby alone in the forest and on the green grass. I would have to find a witch that would breed this baby, according to one phrase in the prophecy.
'Breeded By A Witch'.
That means,a witch should be here, somewhere. The baby would have to cry more in order to alert a witch to come here and fucking breed him and let me be done with this simple and difficult mission,at the same time.
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Linda is sitting on the floor of the forest. It's already evening and thanks to the grace of the Angel of war on her, she was able to finish gathering firewoods.
(Only if she knew that the Angel of war was no more).
Right now, she is on the grass floor of the forest, tying the woods with the rope she brought along. She is absentmindedly, humming a song while moving to the tune.
It's a popular song that is sang among the council of witches and wizards. She usually sings the song, reminding her of those times when witches usually had their powers. Too bad, with witches loosing their abilities of wielding magic as a result of a lot of them forgetting about the Angel of war, she can't help but feel the harsh reality of being lonely.
Sometimes, she wishes that there are other magic wielders in the world. At least, she wouldn't be lonely as a result of being the only magic wielder in this world.
However,her wish may be granted.
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Linda continues humming the song while tying the woods she had gathered. Her plan was to tie the woods and use magic to carry them all the way to her house. She may use wind or air magic.
She knew Delia was missing her already. That's why she would want to hurry home and besides, it's already sunset.
"Finally! I'm done".
Linda breathed out with a note of finality.
"Better be on my way now".
She stood up and dusted her dusty butt. She walked over to where she kept her bag and picked it up. Looking into it, she could see that all the fruits she brought along were already finished. That's because, she literally ate them all.
She walked back to where she had left her gathered woods and is about using her wind magic when the cry of a baby reached her ears.
At first, she stood up right and looked around in search of the baby but seeing nothing, she completely ignored it with a shrug.
Once again, Linda was about casting a wind magic spell when the baby's cries reached her ears and this time she was sure she wasn't imagining it.
"Could it that I'm overthinking or I'm hearing things?"
Linda murmured aloud to herself.
Her doubts were dispersed when she continued hearing the cries of the baby. Her eyes opened in wide horror when she was confident and sure she wasn't hearing things.
On first thought, she is sure she isn't hearing things. Secondly, she couldn't just leave her gathered firewoods here and go after the cries of a baby she was hearing. What if it's false? Also, she couldn't just leave the poor innocent baby to suffer alone in the forest.
Somehow,a kind of motherly instincts kicked in and she decided to leave the gathered firewoods and venture to find the source of the baby's cries. Which is of course, the baby.
That means, she has to look for the baby.
Exhaling air out of her system, Linda simply and hurriedly carried the gathered firewoods to a corner, beside a huge tree root. While also leaving her bag there as well.
She once again breathed out.
"Angel Magic,hear my call!!!"
Linda chanted as fire burst out of her hands and eyes.
She was a fire magic wielder and air magic wielder
Using her magic abilities and summoning her air magic ability, she used the surrounding wind in bursting herself into the air. She used the wind as a projectile in flying to her needed destination without the use of wings.
What should be known as air bending.
As she floated in the air, she did her best to find the source of the baby's cries (actually the baby) while also avoiding the trees blocking her path as she flew through them.
Not to lie, she didn't know what to expect once she finds the baby. She didn't even know what she would do if she finds the baby or what she would do with the baby.
Would she take the baby home and live with the baby as her own child? Or would she find the mother of the child?
Whatever decision she takes, that depends on whether she finds the child or not.
With that in mind, she bend the wind using it in accelerating her flight even more.