50 Chat In the Sky (1/2)
As the war is ongoing below us I sit down at the table watching my small army be surrounded from all sides, at the center of enemy troops they push out from all sides creating two rings that clash against each other in the battle below. The tapping from Samara focuses my attention back on her I then being to detail them about my future sight ability, Teressa hearing this sits on my lap eager to finally learn how it works.
I then begin by with telling them about my multi colored eyes, the red, green, silver, gold, white and black, that each is a separate version of myself that I use to look through the endless paths and possibilities of my future. That when one of them dies all the information is then absorbed into the others while the one who died is reset an then sent back into that path to find a way to change the outcome, as for what my goal is for now even I do not know as my memory seems incomplete.
Valara and Lillie then ask why I feel my memory is incomplete and I inform them about the Gate in the Void and my life long ago as a Draconian, hearing that I was once a Draconian makes the few here give smug glances at the Ancients who were bragging to them earlier.
”Then have you already lived these paths or is this something that is going to happen?” Asked Tia
Smiling at her worried face I tell them all that it was something that has already happened a very long time ago back when the Guardian race first came to Teress as for the time when I died as a Ancient that too has happened already just not in this timeline, the words cause the Ancients to feel shame as they now feel responsible for causing me to experience death. The shock waves from the battle below from our troops crushing the enemy lightens their moods a bit as I continue, With each path searching for the outcome I desire I am always looking at the past present and future with my every step. I have done this even as a True God it was the sole reason I was able to live long enough to seal the gate.
While speaking about the war against the strongest God of Creation trying to recall her name and face pull me back into a dream world, looking around I spot someone standing before me is one of the created beings she made after she lost control.
This one acted as a her protector as in her state of insanity she just stood still as more and more emerged from her surroundings, the very first ones that crawled out of her mind when she snapped all follow orders from this one. Standing tall the ink black creature is every bit human aside from its blood red eyes and the head shaped like a dragon as it looks at me with tears flowing from its eyes I hear it say to me.
”Will you save my Creator!? Are you strong enough to save Teressa? If you aid me child in saving my Master I will give all of me to you and serve you, but that does not mean I will die for you. To save my Master you must kill all of us that have been created in her state of insanity, as long as we remain alive she will continue to create an endless stream of her worst fears into the world. Can you do it child or will all be consumed by us, and if you do not wish to save her then we will devour this very world and everything in it until only we remain. After we are the only ones left we shall devour even ourselves so that she alone can survive, so I ask you again child will you save her!”
BOOOOOM
As an explosion of bright blue light separates the two forces fighting on the ground below wakes me form my dream Teressa sitting on my lap whose face was full of smiles as she listened to my story is now filled with tears as she stares lovingly at me. ”So this is why I am so drawn to you Dashnell!” Leaning forward with tears still flowing down her face she kisses me before appearing next to Valara avoiding eye contact with me. I seem to have saved her as I had promised but my fragmented memory has yet to reveal to me how, seems things will get even more interesting as I keep regaining more and more of my memories.
Standing up I move towards the source of light that ruined my talk with Teressa's guardian.
”So you are Dashnell the self proclaimed Original God of Destruction! While the Gods of Destruction do not wish to anger you we Gods of Creation want to know why you posses an aura of Creation while being a God of Destruction. You do indeed seem to be a source of Destruction many of the other Gods of Destruction at first believed Gold Luster to be a fool but as they investigated you with their power it was like they all submitted to the force within you. So if it is true that you are the original God of Destruction then you should also know who and were the Original God of Creation is!”
Looking at the Gods of Creation before me I can tell that they all recently had their bonds severed meaning they each expected to die here or that the Gods of Destruction thought they would die if I was angered, Laughing I teleport Teressa under my right arm. Holding the confused young lady from her waist she struggles a bit before she stops resisting, with her arms and legs dangling in the air I then point at her saying. ”She is most likely the Original God of Creation my wife Teressa. Although it seems that if that is true her power is locked away somewhere, pretty sure I know were too.”