32 A Grandmothers Knowledge (2/2)
Leaning back, I frown. ”We both known that she wouldn't remove it,” I say lowly.
”Indeed, she's a vexing one. But you shouldn't worry about that small matter, my blessing is better than the one that she has gifted to you,” she laughs softly.
I snort. ”It's the same blessing that everyone gets,” I chirp leaning back against the pillows.
”Tut, tut, darling. That isn't the case the blessing originally starts the same as everyone else, but yours will evolve into something else. You should know that good thing come to the ones that wait,” she says with a wave of her hand.
”I wouldn't elaborate on the details, so don't ask me to,” she continues.
Reaching out with her right hand, she plucks a dripping golden fruit up from a plate. Moving it towards her mouth, I watch as her face began to split open, the golden fruit that the size of a fist gets completely swallowed by her.
I felt my stomach churn, as I watch her face knit back together.
”Continue,” she says after her tongue shots out of her mouth and cleans her lips that are covered in golden juice.
Steadying myself, I ask her my next question.
”Why didn't I meet you when I reincarnated, but instead met the God of Life. You said that he played a trick on you?” I ask her.
All of a sudden, all of her eyes open, even the third eye. The same feeling as before began to assault my body, but even greater. It felt like the weight of the world had been dropped onto my shoulder.
The whole of the pavilion began to shake and the glasses and plates on the table exploded.
My whole stomach felt like it was dropping out of my body, my brain felt like someone was compressing it.
”That being, CHEATED me!” She says all of her eyes burning a brilliant crimson color.
I couldn't even respond, my brain felt like it was melting. I was starting to see triple of everything, my vision was starting to even get dark.
Seeming to understand what she was doing, she closes her third eye, and I quickly try to drag air into my lungs.
”Huff, Huff,” I felt my eyes starting to water, now that I could breathe.
”He's a despicable trickster, he stole your soul from me. It happened so fast that by the time I realized it. He'd already sent you to be reborn as my kin. However, I'm a little worried that he's done something to you, that I'm unable to see,” she says with a stormy expression still on her face.
Still feeling a little shaken up after what just happened. I lean back into the pillows; she was still pissed off.
”Do you and he have some sort of problem with each other?” I decided that I would refer to the God of Life, as him, instead of his title.
She takes a deep breath, as she waves her hand and all the shattered plates and glasses began to meld together.
”He's my antithesis, something that directly opposes my divinity,” waving her hand black spirits appear between her fingers. ”As such, we've never really seen eye to eye in most things, resulting in him playing tricks on me. He's nothing more than a selfish child, that has his fingers in too many pies,” she snorts as she draws her hand into a fist.
The spirits that are circling her fingers vanish into nothingness.
”You mean his intervention is giving life to all of the other God's creations?” I ask her.
”Yes, indeed there is that also. I'd considered myself, and him to be some of the most powerful of the thirteen God's and Goddess. We both rule over things that happen to all the races, except mine. He gives life, and I am a taker of that, death.
However, my creations neither needing his spark of life or dying after a set period are a complete rejection of his divinity. Your ability to live forever, if you so choose to, you can indeed die, but that only if you're an idiot. To balance this fact the birth rate for vampires is much lower. Everything has an equal and opposite to some extent, there must be a balance in the universe,” she explains as she looks at me.
”Why are you telling me all this?” I ask her.
A smirk rest on her lips. ”Consider it the teaching of a Grandmother, if you will,” she states with a wave of her hand.