24 Worthy of Bliss (1/2)

There it was yet again; the cruel hand of the lady of fate. His harsh mistress had a particularly frightening way of bestowing her blessings, Reed thought.

Nay, he could not call these events blessings at all, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. A part of him feared the consequences that fall upon him of he voiced out his true thoughts.

Those who blasphemed against the gods were often struck down in the most horrifying ways, or so myths and legends warned.

Rees held his tongue, for he was superstitious at heart. Even more so since he arrived in this land of mystery and fortune.

He did not dare affront the gods in this land; after all, he now lived amongst them...

It'd do him no good to make enemies out them.

”Hmm? Gods, Ka'an? None exist in these lands. I do not know how you have come up with such a hilarious joke, but you need not be concerned with such nonsense,” said the girl.

”You jest,” said Reed. ”This is a world filled with living, breathing gods that can shape the world at will. I, an ant, would be crushed under a single finger of theirs if I ever angered them.”

Lu'um scoffed. ”Fool, they are nothing more than cheap imitations that have been granted a sliver of borrowed power. Do not concern yourself with them, for they are nothing more than tools.” She drew close to his face as her eyes glittered with an intensity that caught Reed off guard.

”You belittle me, yourself, and the enormous responsibility that had vested upon you. Never forget that you stand above everything; it is a right given to you by the nature of your office,” she passionately stated. There was a natural confidence in her tone that made one feel every word she'd said was the law.

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Her eyes spoke for themselves; they had a dangerous gleam about them. It was clear as day that she would not allow anything that contradicted her gospel.

She would not permit such a heretical idea to exist so as long as she lived. He was sure of it. This beautiful angel would destroy any heathen that'd dare insult her beliefs.

Reed was scared, but he also experienced something he'd never felt before. His blood boiled and he felt a rush of excitement when he locked eyes with Lu'um intense gaze.

Oh, no.

(.....She's pretty hot when she's angry.)

Reed realized something important about himself that day. His eyes had been opened to the light; what that entailed was up for debate.

”.....”

He checked his tome for the current date and was left speechless.

October 31st, 7418. 8:37 PM SMT (Standard Mulia Time)

Wasn't it August 31st when he had woken up today? He felt cold sweat form on his hands as he held his tome in disbelief.

Two months.

They'd jumped two whole months in the future!!! Oh shit!!

No wonder everyone had already left; they only had a month left on the island when he'd left. It made sense now why the island was abandoned.

Everyone already left back to the spire. But it didn't make sense at all; he only been (astonishingly) in the Flux for an hour at most. None of this made sense to him as he groaned in frustration.

Lu'um twirled her long locks in boredom and said, ”It shouldn't be that surprising. The Heartless Domain is lawless by definition; it does not abide by the laws that govern this world.” She was unconcerned with the boy's supposed worries as she nitpicked over a split end she had found in her gorgeous hair.

”When you put this together along with the fact that I'm still a little rusty with using my powers it's not too surprising that we ended up here,” she spat out. Her face scrunched up and she said, ”Look, I did the best I was able to do at the time, so stop whining about it. Don't be such a child, Ka'an. It's a just a couple months, what's the big deal?”

Rees felt dumbfounded as he gazed at Lu'um who had the face of someone who'd been wronged. Who could she not understand the implications of this situation? He knew that he'd landed on a landmine this time.

Two months was long enough that there was a good chance he'd already been pronounced dead.

He speculated that maybe, just maybe, his disappearance might have been covered up but even still, it was a real hard sell to make. The longer he was gone, the hard it would become to keep up the lie. He'd been gone far too long for it to work, so he assumed that he'd been declared dead by now.

The least likely possibility was that he'd be declared missing. The facts wouldn't support that conclusion, he thought.

(A contender -- a trainee, no less, who had entered the Flux. Common sense dictated that this was guaranteed death sentence.)