67 Waking up to reality? (1/2)
”Daddy! Wake up!”
…...mhmhhh just five minutes longer. Let me have my peace just five minutes longer.
”Wake up!”
Someone pinches my cheek and I open my eyes. Two faces look at me from above. ”Oh. Aengus, Seria. What are you two doing here?”
Looking around, I see a small room in white. I am lying on the single bed inside the room. This has to be the sick bay.
”We were worried when we heard that you got wounded!” -Seria
”Yes, They said you even lost an arm!” -Aengus
”That couldn't be avoided. The spell I used, wasn't intended to be used from a distance.” I smile at them.
”That's a pretty inconvenient spell, if it blows your own hand off!” -Aengus
”Yes! The healers couldn't even regrow your arm! They had to take one of El Shaddai's and attach it to you!” -Seria
”WHAT!”
I jump out of the bed and take a look at my arms and my body. But it's all normal. No golden arm! I turn around to take a look at my children.
”That was effective, sister!” Aengus scratches his cheek.
”Like I said. I can get him out of the bed with one sentence.” Seria nods her head with a proud voice.
Urgh! She had me! ”Why are you two even bothering your injured father!?”
”The healers said you are fine and mom wanted you to come to the command centre!” -Aengus explains happily.
”Here daddy! Kings shouldn't run around naked.” Seria offers me a set of clothes.
I snatch them out of her hands. ”We will talk about this joke later!” I sent them a menacing glance. With a few fluent motions I dress myself and rush out of the room.
I walk into the direction of the command centre. Aengus and Seria follow me in silence. ”How long have I been out?”
”About two days. The healers said the arm would regrow faster if you kept sleeping!” -Seria
”That long!?” Oh my god! Did we win? Did we loose?
After another corner, I arrive at the command centre. Celes and Nicosar are there, they are looking at a strategic map.
At my arrival, they turn around and greet me. ”Look! The great king, who defeated the ruler of the multiverse!” Nicosar jokes at me.
”Had a nice sleep darling?” Celes smiles.
”I am sure you had a better time than me. So can you inform me on what I missed?” I want to know what's going on!
”After you blew El Shaddai up, I defeated Enyo and proceeded to lead our forces. We repelled the Council's army after the Nomad sent us aide via the fortress-teleportation. It seems like the Council enlisted warriors from the younger gods. When they saw El Shaddai and Enyo defeated, they turned around and ran.” Celes takes a break and Nicosar continues.
”Without the younger gods, the Council's troops were at a big disadvantage. Both in numbers and position. They fought almost until the bitter end. But at a signal, they suddenly retreated and used the pathways as soon as they were out of range. They fled in all directions, so we couldn't follow them.”
”They fled?” I ask baffled. ”Why didn't they retreat to their city?”
Celes shrugs her shoulders. ”Who knows. In any case, we did some analysis on El Shaddai's remains and the smart heads told us that he wasn't a living being before he became a god. Enyo is sitting in our brig and the healers tell us that she has some serious mental issues.”
”Now I understand nothing.” I sit down in a chair before the tactical display.
A technician takes up the explanation. ”We analysed the pieces of El Shaddai and found no traces of organic matter. He consisted of something like animated metal. From all what we know: A god is born when a mortal's soul ascends. But a soul can't exist inside something that doesn't live! On the other hand: We all saw El Shaddai's power. That was the power of a god.”