After those words, Kael and Anyael ventured into the forest. According to Kael, at least there would be things to survive on here instead of just dying trying to go around the hyper-massive forest.
—¡Argh, Kael, I'm tired and hungry! When are we getting there?
—Getting where, dumbass?
—To that town you mentioned…
—I never said a specific town —Kael replied—. I told you there are several towns here, actually, all over Niviro there are countless towns with multiple races and people. I never mentioned a particular one.
—¡Vete a la verga, Kael!
Two hours had already passed, and the guys hadn't found anything. Then Anyael looked at the ground, searching for sticks or something to make fire in case night fell, and found a kind of… sword?!
—¡Qué chucha, Kael, look! A grass sword, hahahaha! How useful grass is for cutting, right?
—Actually, yes. Pretty useful, dumbass. Remember this: as long as it has an edge and the edge cuts, the sword works.
—¡Wao, you sounded really senile saying that…!
—Do you even know what senile means?
—Old, Kael, old…
—¡I'm gonna kill you, cabrón! Don't you know we're the same age? Well, almost.
—¿Eh?! How old are you, Kael?
—17, almost 18. Why?
—Ohhhh, hehe —Anyael laughed to himself.
—Hmm, you're acting weird. Anyway, just grab the damn sword.
After Kael shouted that last line, Anyael snapped out of his weird thoughts and ran to grab the sword…
Suddenly, the grass sword wrapped around his wrist, forming a bracelet.
—What the heck?! —Anyael shouted in surprise.
—¡A perro, you got the Omnitrix! 🗿 —Kael said, making a weird face that Anyael mentally compared to that Roblox face.
—"Now that's a reference" —Anyael thought, a bit proud.
Kael told him to move on, since night was coming in a few hours and she wanted to find shelter before that. Anyael, though annoyed because he wanted to test his new acquisition, just accepted and left with Kael.
They walked for several hours without finding anything interesting, only encountering a few low-rank Aural Beasts, and a few hours before sunset, a small cave that would serve as their shelter.
—So, Kael, can you help me with something?
—Depends on what it is.
—Well, I heard you say those beasts were low-rank, and I wanted to ask about the ranks of the beasts.
—Haha, looks like you're curious, huh, Any? First, I need to tell you the types of beasts there are, which are two.
—Two? —asked Anyael, intrigued.
—Yep! Two types of Aural Beasts: convergents and divergents…
—And what's the difference?
—Simple, Any: divergents have a Beast Will, which simplified would be a special power, and convergents don't, they just rely on their own body to survive…
—And their ranks are: Animalea, Bestial, Monstrous, Predator, Ghoul, Archdemon, Archangel, and there are rumors of a rank called Absolute Being, like cosmic gods. Though for me, that's total nonsense, hahaha —Kael said jokingly.
—¡Wao, but wa, I mean, wao! I'm blown away, haha! But seriously, how do you have all this info?
—No idea, Any. The TG elite never reveals their secrets, not even to their members…
—"TG? Must be Trascendent Guardians, right?" —Anyael thought, sure of it.
—Although I discovered some things on my own, do you want to know?
—Obvious, Kael, I'm always up for gossip, xd!
—Bruh, Any, who the hell says "xd" in real life…! That's cringe —Kael said, sticking her tongue to the roof of her mouth to mock Anyael.
—¡Argh, okay, Miss Cringe, now spill the tea! —retorted Anyael, angry.
—Okay, as I was saying, I discovered two things in my super-secret research: first, the TG are a galactic-level organization, maybe even bigger, and I also discovered other species and aliens in space. Can you believe it?
—Incredible! We've only been here like 8 or 9 hours and you're already crazy, Kael —Anyael said, clapping.
—Stop clapping, dumbass, you'll attract your cousins…!
—My cousins? Oh, now I ge… You son of a bi…!
—Kael, you're lucky this is a fictional product, otherwise I swear…
—What did you say, Any?
—Me? I didn't say anything at all. Anyway, continue with the gossip.
—Ah, yes. Believe it or not, aliens exist. And the other thing I discovered is that they constantly lie about the time units between Niviro and Earth…
—And what's the real equivalence then? —asked Any, thinking he had never been told.
—Well, they say there's never an exact number because technology isn't that advanced or whatever, but that's really a stupid excuse, don't you think, Any?
—Exactly, Kael. You just go into Niviro, measure how long you spend here, leave and see how much time passed, and that's it…
—Exactly, Any. And the real equivalence is that each week on Earth is about 1800 years in Niviro.
—Damn, that's a lot!
About an hour before dawn, a loud crash was heard outside, and the rock the guys used to block the entrance was sent flying by something lurking outside under the sunset light.
—"This is strange" —thought Anyael, not paying too much attention to the monster—. "Rhys always told me it was always night in Niviro. Why the hell is it sunset now, and earlier it was day!?"