115 Realm of Time (2/2)

”I see.

Lets go, I will be spending 10 years of my life as a normal child with my parents. I hope you aid me in keeping Larisa away for that long.

She may have said 10 years but she has already become my neighbor.

I feel like I am running out of time, something is coming Ibrahim I need you to prepare the Guardians for a major war. Even you might die in this war, I just hope my future sight is wrong.”

Ibrahim nodded his head and vanished from sight as Terel watched the planet below be burned into nothing.

After awhile of staring into blank space Terel takes a few steps and walks through a tear in space appearing before his parents.

At first the pair were shocked at their sons sudden appearance out of nowhere, that was before he rushed at Kianna his mother dying her shirt in his tears.

Both his parents knew he just received news of two of his loved ones dying, so they did their best to comfort this child of theirs. Even if they still had questions they have already guessed at a lot of things and were still pleased that he was born there child.

The main reason was that the current High Empress personally paid them a visit and seemed to be aware of Terels existence.

Both of them were able to gain so much during this past few days, even both their families were spared from the execution so long as they never try for the throne.

Mael was happy to show so much emotion for the first time, Kianna wanted to ask how her son wanted to live his life but feared she would not get to experience the joys of being a mother.

Her husband was happy he could return to the military on Jernai regaining his rank in the army.

While she would also be able to regain everything she lost when coming to this world it was not what she wanted.

”Terel! I.. I want to raise you as a normal child, most Ancients only have one child their whole lives and I wish to spend my time raising you here on Virnt.”

Smiling at his mother Terel let her know that he is happy to spend his childhood as a her child and wanted this as well.

Kianna was overjoyed in his reply and forgot to look at her husband who did not know how to reply.

He wished for his family to be with him on Jernai so he could spend his days with them after returning from his battles.

”Father I had the Guardians place a transfer gate on Jernai that would allow you to return here to Virnt whenever you got back from a Campaign. I will try to use my influence as little as possible, so I can experience what it's like to be raised as an Ancient.”

With a light chuckle Mael joined his wife in hugging the life out their 'newborn son'.

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Carrying Samara in my arms I make my way through the stream of Time, seeing Samara visibly age before my eyes causes an ache in my chest. She has been going through the various stages in her life as we travel to were Valara is waiting.

From a young Guardian to and aged and ancient Guardian, all while enduring the pain the rapid changes to her body is causing.

”Hang on Mara! You have to endure long enough for us to reach her, keep biting down on me and never let up.

Take as much of my blood as you need, I'll get you to her soon! She is waiting for you just hang on a little longer.”

As I rush forward I fail to notice the tears in my eyes as Samara touches my face.

”Dashnell are you not mad that I fell in love with another woman? Even now after I regained my old memories I still wish to chase after her, thank you.”

”Shut up Mara focus on staying alive.” Listening to my words she keeps biting down on my neck as I carry her through Time. Taking a gulp of my blood whenever she feels herself fading away.

”I promise after I get that stupid girl to explain things to me properly that I will give you everything.”

As she looked at me the child in my hands yelled out my name in an overwhelming sweet voice.

”Ventis!!”

Tightly squeezing her rear I give her a bright smile as my eyes merge red, black, green, gold, and white into one.

As the resistance from the stream of Time vanishes before us, we seem to have finally reached our destination.

Samara or as she now wishes to go by Vivian.

Hops out of my hands and rushes towards the transparent Gates that lead toward Valara.

I watch as the child Vivian has become run about, looking around her at everything as she wonders how such a magical place exist.