"Violet, i really need to do this alone, you can't go with me"
Altaris dark coat fluttering, his attire, perfect for the occasion. Ready to meat anything.
He's been preparing the meeting for at least a weak.
After all, he doesn't know what kind of abomination he will meet.
Satisfied and ready, he walk to the door. Followed by Violet, who, after he told her, force herself to come with him, unable and fear of everything.
"But i'm half of you"
She retort. the same defense she use for days
"Yes, i know love, you are half of me. but, this is important, and i need to this, Alone"
"Then tell me"
"Later Violet, later. Please, Beside, it's only quick"
"Can't you trust me ?"
He says while lifting her chin, forcing her sight in to his.
It's not like he doesn't want to tell her
"I don't even know what'll happen"
He thought. He already risk everything for this exchange, bringing Violet will only double it.
Violet, the ever stubborn, finally relent.
His man need to do what he need to do. And she will do what she need to. Quietly waiting for her man, and also readying her body with her best abilities.
"Good bye dear"
"Bye bye"
She let him go with a wave and a kiss
Then alone he is
Walking through the town, full of recruit. Looking for quiet, and unfound place. The parchment sit inside his coat, searing with imaginary heat, his key to unlock all his idea.
And, after finding a beggarlike corner in the street, he enters. The patchment out from coat, hold tightly by his hand.
But contrary to assumption, despite his body stiffing, his mind is calm as mere
"I got no clue what'll happen, might as well stop over think"
That was his train of thought
So there he goes, holding the parchment, he click his finger, conjuring fire. Then gently, closing it, until it touch. The thing burns as fast as tissue
Then his mind blank
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He arrived at corridor, adorned in white and lighted by neatly placed torch
The floor, covered in perfectly shaped ceramics, guiding, to a giant adamantite door.
Without second, he step, following the path, until he halt
The door, of course, opened by itself, unfolding a gigantic space, with dimly light blue glow, flowing out of it walls.
The room, adorned with nothing but gargantuan sized bad, accomodating, whatever is live within it
"What is this"
He can't help but mutter, looking a scene like this
"Ah.... we've meet at last, young king"
The man said, with voice as smooth silk. Contrast, then he appear to be. Snow white hair, smooth silk skin, and lean and lithe build, hugged with pajama like silk. He's attire is .... weird, to say at least.
Other than that, The being in front of Altaris is.... godly
Do you even knew how it feels to see a god ?
Yes better not
Cause you'll be dead by then
Anyways, the sensation is.... hard to describe
Like, looking at the being, is a greatest sin one could ever have
It's not only about moral or anything
It's just....pure instinct
"You are not worthy in front of him"
If body can talk, that's what Altaris body will tell him
Well, it's hard to understand such thing in the first place. Mortal mind is supposed to be flawed, untrusting, and only believe what it can see.
While Altaris still observing, the godlike being was lying down, chilling in his bed. Eyes bored at everything.
"I heard you looking for me, supposedly to say, calling me a queen is something new even for me"
He continues, a sentence latch with meaning, telling, that he can hear everything, in this academy
"Ahh.... pardon me if that hurt your feelings"
Altaris said, bravely. Thinking about it, fearing the person in front of him, is un logical in this situation. If the being want to do something, nothing seems to stopping him
"Well, introduction are in order, my real name is Syran. You can call me that. Well, i've known by many names. But right now, the most common is"
He tilt forward, voice almost whispered, fear of non existent peeper
"Acedia, the 7th of the face of mana, the Sloth"
"Acedia..."
Altaris repeat, atching the name in to his brain
"Mother said you have answer to my question"
"Yes..... i have. But....."
Then he stop.... looking at the ceiling with lazy eyes
"Why should i ?"
"Then, you should not"
Altaris stand, he already get what he wants. Well, his thought is simple, he is talking with a god, and he can't force a god. He is un need to the farce to continue.
"I need to comeback to Violet"
His thought full of her, even in this situation.
Then, he walk back, intending to walk out of the room. But before he can do so
"For the world to rise...."
"A sacrifice is needed"
Altaris continue, in knowing
His mother had tell him the story, of how bravely his father fight, against his adversary
"Do you ever heard about null ?"
"Null as ..... Void, Unknown. With all due respect, sir, i don't think we need to chat anymore. Continuing this will.....only waste our precious time"
"Then let me give you a preposition"
Syran chimed
"I know you know i can't do anything to your plans and what not but.... how about this"
"I will give you knowledge, and advantage"
"In exchange ?"
"Your mercy, that you will spare human from extinct"
Hearing that, Altaris face contort, so much so veins bulging on it
"You want me to let go of my goal"
"More of a reduce it then let go of it"
"And if i refuse ?"
Syran, now silent. For whatever reason a godlike being like him to think, before wiping a mortal.
"I need to find it"
He thought. Determine to find the leash
"I have more ways to retrain you"
After all, to negotiate is to be equal, the moment one party stronger than the other. it' ll become less a negotiation then extortion
"I accept then"
"Pleasure doing business with you"
After that all become black