Everything was settled and we left. The night was long and I felt sluggish.
"You were almost like a mother. Honestly, you remind of my own mother. You even look like her." Lianne's eyes were lit up. I had a feeling she was about to say 'maybe you are her' or sothing like that. I was glad she didn't.
I sighed. I might have ended up ruining my own image.
It seems this thing does change one's mindset after all.
Or maybe I'd just gone a bit too soft.
Dick was awfully quiet. He was more of a girl than actual girls: the way he pouted and all. Maybe he was just acting cool back inside the cell, and this was his real self? I couldn't really tell.
"We should walk so more and camp near the woods," Lianne suggested.
"Near the undead?"
"The undead would keep the soldiers and monsters away. And the fire would keep the undead away. I think it'd be for the best."
I sighed and agreed. I didn't have any ans to decline her offer anyway.
***
The mont we got near to the probable camp site, miasma drifted in my nose. "I'll never get used to this damn sll."
Lianne surveyed our surroundings. "It's proof that we're still alive. Anyway, I'll keep the first watch. So the rest of you, catch so sleep."
"Sorry about that."
I'm still relying on her too much, huh?
"No need to worry."
I lied down. Dick and Servesta seed a bit too quiet. Servesta I could understand, but Dick too?
"Anything wrong?"
Dick looked at , then the sky and then at again. He made the motions of saying sothing but no sound ca out. He sighed and finally talked. "How did you not lose your mind back then?"
Oh so, that's what's bothering him.
Only the wood in the fire made sounds. It was as though the world was quiet tonight. The low groans in the distance didn't bother as much. Was I getting accustod to this or sothing?
"I t the god you know. The one this thing was from. I fought them and almost died. A friend of mine died protecting …" I didn't want to rember it but my mind never really let forget. "And because of her sacrifice I won. I won and… got this." I couldn't really look up.
"Brenda?"
"Oh you rember." I chuckled. "I don't usually talk in my sleep."
"That still doesn't explain why you didn't lose your mind."
"Are you telling it would have been better if I had?" I made a smug face and laughed. "I don't really know. I really hated that damn thing but honestly it was the reason I survived. We survived. It was also the reason my friend died. I don't really know what to feel and what to think."
Should I even use this power?
I really didn't know what to do anymore. I had power but I also had responsibilities. And I hated the creator of this power. But one thing really struck odd. Okay, maybe more than one thing. But I never got the chance to ask about them.
"Looks like you have your own problems. But you really are the protagonist huh?" He sighed again and looked at the stars. I looked at him with questioning eyes. "You even t a god already. I haven't even t all of the monarchs yet let alone gods. And you even survived them." Was this guy really serious?
I chuckled. I couldn't believe what this guy was saying. Did he really not know about the gods?
"Trust , you already t one."
"Religious I see. Anyway, good night." Dick chuckled.
I smiled. It was better that he didn't know about the gods. I wanted to spare him of the drama.
***
I went closer to where Lianne was.
"Can't sleep?"
"Well, been thinking about so things."
"I'll be happy to listen." She smiled faintly.
The other guys were probably asleep so I could talk to her frankly. Though at this point, my trust in her began to waver a lot. I guess trusting the elves weren't really sothing I could manage after all.
"That dragon called an apostle. The apostle of Trerortra to be exact."
I sat down and Lianne just surveyed the surroundings. The faint sll of rot kept my senses sharp. The distance red dots kept on edge. But strangely I didn't feel panicked in the least.
"Yes, the king of the sea's na did co up in your conversation."
Though Lianne couldn't understand the dragon I guess she could at least understand .
"That dragon also said I - my soul was turning into that snake's, aning like Trerortra's. Not to ntion, he even sniffed ." I chuckled.
Lianne giggled. "I've heard that in ancient tis gods chose mortals who had the potential to obtain divine powers and eventually beco a god. Well, it's just a legend anyway." She sat down right next to . "Maybe you're becoming one of them?"
I was just avoiding this whole thing. Lianne was right and maybe I really was becoming sothing like them. After all, I housed a fragnt of Sisrael who was a fragnt of the strongest god Trerortra himself. So maybe this wasn't implausible, but it sure didn't an I was accepting it openly.
"But I said, it's just a legend and no mortal has ever achieved godhood before, at least not to my knowledge. So don't worry." Lianne reassured .
I smiled. I didn't know why but I was glad to have talked with her. I yawned. "Better get so sleep."
"Good night."
"G'night." I moved towards the bed that I made myself.
***
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. But all sorts of questions ca flooding in.
What are the gods? Why would that thing want to live? And what did it an that I was connected to them and turning?
I had so many questions but not a single definite answer. Of course, Lianne's legend did give clues but I still had questions.
And where the hell is that rabbit?
Biteria was always hunting in the night. Honestly, at this point, I'd given up on her. She had a mind of her own and enough intelligence to outsmart Dick. So she'd probably be alright.. Well, probably.
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