54 Where it all starts anew? (1/2)

”So Seria is Sofie!” I am shocked! If Celes's story is true.... I looked at my daughters ass and had perverted thoughts about her! Urgh!

And she died to make us gods again? Hasn't she learned anything about soul-magic while I taught her? What did I teach her for twenty years if she just goes off and dies like that. Oh, I will give her hell if I ever manage to piece her together with her memories intact.

Actually that's a point I am a little worried about. Loosing all your memories isn't much different from dying. The soul is immortal and all that stuff isn't really helpful. Who cares if your memories are gone?

Getting your soul injured or dying is really scary in that regard. Think about it. You die once and you may forget the name of a loved one. The second time you may forget an important event and you ask yourself why you ever loved that person and live a live without ever thinking much about him or her. The Third time the person is completely forgotten.

On that hand... I messed up Celes's soul pretty heavily once... she surely has some black holes in her memories from that. Even more amazing that she still clung to the memories about our life as Johann and Sandra.

…... I should remember to never talk to her about it. If she realizes it she will give me hell for real.

So Seria was our daughter Sofie all that time..... I never had any suspicions about her. Snake! She is a lying double tongued snake! To keep that act up for a whole lifetime is really commendable. And that's not meant in a good sense.

”So what should we do about this?” Celes points towards some pretty awesome explosions on the horizon.

”Seems like some people took Seria's wish to heart and are already bashing up Tjenemit. They will have problems though.... they just got their powers back and their memories of their past lifes should be pretty bad. Reintegrating old memories into a complete personality is pretty troublesome. Even more so if the owner developed a completely different personality from his old one. Tjenemit has an eternity of experience and who knows how much power.” I grumble while I analyse the situation.

”But if this is really our old world ….” It should still be there. For a second I concentrate and search for a familiar place. Deep down in the planet. ”Go and distract Tjenemit for a few minutes. I will be right back.”

”What?” -Celes

But I already teleport straight down into the planets core.

”Mwahahaha!” I laugh, as I turn in a circle and look at the wonder around me. An eternity ago during the great war between me and Celes I started a project.

I wanted to create something worthy of a god! The inspiration for it was given by the crystal city of the Council. I often tried to recreate those crystals, but it was insanely difficult.

Imagine a substance that's durable enough to withstand even the power of a god. That's the crystal city at the middle of all things. I wanted that technology! But I was unable to recreate it. No matter what I tried, I ended up with failures.

Then one day, as I was watching a crystal grow, I had an enlightenment. The crystal city wasn't created! It grew like all crystals do! If you gather enough mana in one point, it crystallizes and you end up with something that looks and feels like solid matter but isn't. It's pure mana.

So I created a seed and set it free down here inside the planets core. It should have taken hundreds, thousands of years to mature. But on the other hand I guess that much time really went by since then?

I am inside a room made out of mana-crystal. The same crystal which the Council used to build it's city. I step forward and leave the room. I need to get to the core.

There is no need to search for it. I can feel the huge power, which is collected inside the core. After a few corridors I reach a room with a huge crystal inside. It looks wild and naturally grown. But it's the heart of this structure.

I touch the crystal and feel the power inside it. After a little concentration I give it the command to rise to the surface. The crystal hums as if it wants to reassure me that it understood the order.

Then I instruct it to teleport me to the armoury. The world shifts smoothly and I am inside an immense room.

It is filled with rows and rows of weapons, armours and artefacts. They are all out of crystal. Weapons which can strike down even gods.

But I avert my eyes, those weapons are of no interest to me. I walk to the end of the room where a staff is resting on a pedestal.

It looks like an ordinary staff, about the same length as my height. But if you look closely, you can see that it is riddled with countless fine runes and circles.

I grab it and feel the power pulsing through it. This is my masterpiece. A weapon worthy of a god.

But suddenly I see the reflection of my savage grin in the mirror. Damn, do I really look that scary every time Celes complains about my expression?

Uuuh. Why am I wasting time here. I concentrate again until I have found Celes. Then I teleport.

I arrive at a battlefield. Multiple soldiers are trying to stop Tjenemit with their regained powers. He is hovering a few meters above the ground while he sends out blasts of pure power at everyone who decides to attack him. Among them are Celes, Arthur, Tanja, Gabriel and Nicosar. But short of Celes, everyone else looks like a baby fighting an adult.