Strong pillars and a roof surrounded the burrow leading into a nearby hill, a burrow that was clearly not constructed by human hands- or any hands. Yet it was intentional and solid, even reinforced at various points by humanlike support structures. It was not a small burrow, but rather massive rely to allow its denizens to fit inside. A small and curious child walked into the darkness he did not understand, feeling his way along the walls and floor just as he would any other place.
Vertical shafts poking through the top of the tunnel to provide a modicum of light and air didnt affect Chidis journey in any regard. They were just as mysterious as everything else, and less tangible since his arms didnt reach anywhere close to the ceiling.
He continued onward until he heard sothing. Breathing. The clacking of sothing on stone. A strange whine. Then he ran face-first into a mountain of fur. Arms probed, feeling upwards. Traces of wetness along an edge led to sothing hard, a narrowing pillar of stone nearly the size of his arm. Not just one, but many overlapping similar shapes. So pointed up, so down.
Then the teeth clamped down on his arm uncomfortably, and he found himself lifted off his feet. Uwah! Help! Chidi called out, forgetting that he had specifically snuck away from the sources of help.
The creature with his arm began to move, bouncing his body as they went. His arms were trapped, and wriggling rubbed his upper arms uncomfortably against sharp points so he remained limp.
Then he was set down, but not expecting the motion his legs were not prepared to catch him. He fell backwards onto familiar dirt and grass. Grrr, an unfamiliar voice said.
I dont know grrr, Chidi said. Whats your na?
Then Chidi felt a familiar feeling wash over him, and knew his ti was up. As expected, a mont later his mother appeared next to him, lifting him to his feet and holding his hand in hers. Thank you for bringing him, Spikes. As for you, Chidi, what have I told you about wandering off?
Dont wander off. But he wasnt wandering. He was exploring. Youre big, mister Spikes.
Spikes is a lady.
Youre big, missus Spikes.
Rrah, Spikes replied.
I dont know that word either, Chidi admitted. What does that an?
It ans be careful where you go.
... Thats a lot of words for one word.
Catarina looked down at her son, How do you keep getting away?
If Chidi had been craftier, he might have kept that knowledge to himself. But hed gotten used to answering questions truthfully. I move when you arent looking at .
How can you even know when Im looking?
Chidi shrugged, I just know. You arent looking now.
Of course I am. Were talking.
Chidi tilted his head in confusion. No. Youre not.
Of course I- ah. How about now?
Chidi felt the warm fuzzy blanket that was both comforting and restrictive. Now youre looking.
The grip on his hand squeezed tighter for a mont. I see. You can sense energy already I suppose I shouldnt be surprised. Be careful, okay?
I am careful, Chidi countered.
You stuck your arms in a wolfs mouth.
What is a wolf?
That lack of knowledge was her own fault, given that they had so good friends that were wolves. But they couldnt take Chidi over to their den without constantly guarding him from playful but overly zealous wolf puppies. Fuzz and Spikes had pups that were only slightly larger than normal, but that ant they had teeth sharp enough to cause serious damage to a child like him.
At least her worries that Chidi wouldnt be able to cultivate were unfounded. Though they had been foolish worries to begin with. Everyone could, to so extent, even if it was more difficult to get started in the upper realms where there was only upper energy- more powerful, but more difficult to control.
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Do you think were being too restrictive? Catarina asked Timothy later.
Your grandfather said raising children for the first ti is just as difficult as reaching Life Transformation. Maybe well make so mistakes but we are trying to keep our son from getting hurt. Everyone should protect their children. Chidi in particular just has fewer ways to predict those dangers.
... Is this my fault?
No, Timothy answered quickly. Of course not.
But I- all our troubles should have told it wasnt ant to be. We finally had a child, and he was born like this.
Timothy wrapped his arms around Catarina, pulling her face into his shoulder. Its not your fault. We both wanted it to happen and this just makes things a little bit harder. It could be worse.
Catarina leaned her head back and furrowed her brow, Worse than being born without eyes? No dicine can help that, because theres nothing to fix.
Thats right, Timothy said. Theres nothing to fix. Hes our wonderful son. And if he had to be missing sothing, we should be glad that it is not cultivation ability.
Youre right, of course, Catarina admitted. But its still hard. For him, and for to think about. Also did you know we have blind spots?
What do you an?
What I an is that when I intend to fill my entire surroundings with energy for sensing, there are places that are less complete. And I cant even tell. But he can, apparently. He always slips into them, even if hes not sneaking off.
The constant observation probably makes him uncomfortable, Timothy noted. What if we hire soone to watch him normally.
What do you an? We can handle him.
We certainly can, Timothy admitted. We can watch him across the city, and no doubt we will adapt to him trying to sneak off. We can arrive in an instant to protect him. But except during the evenings we spend together, the rest of the ti our focus hasnt really been on Chidi. Having soone always there watching in a way that is less botherso for him in particular might be best.
Couldnt it be one of us?
It could be, Timothy said. But what we do is important. Can either of us afford to give up several years for that focus, especially right now? We can still keep up our current schedule, except the ti when we would be watching from afar we can have soone wholly devoted and attentive.
Catarina sighed, I feel like youre just saying were bad parents. And who would we trust with that?
Why not Spikes?
... And leave him with wolf pups all day?
So of the day, Timothy reminder her. And Spikes is just as capable of shielding him from an aggressive nibble as we are preventing him from stabbing himself with a fork. Besides, we also wanted to find so way for Fuzz and Spikes- and their children- to be more included in the community here. They are big and scary. We could get others involved and improve Chidis social situation as well.
... We are overprotective, Catarina sighed.
Hes four years old and lives in a house with a dedicated armory. We had to be careful. Timothy shook his head. Of all the things that cultivators excel at, however, that list is never raising children. Then again, most people in general are only passable. We just have to do our best. And keep him from being completely isolated.
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Its official, Hoyt announced to the Xankeshan council. Everheart is back in the upper realms- and active. We anticipated that, of course, but now its confird.
Do you think hell return here for revenge? Zazil of the Dark Ring asked.
Catarina shook her head, Attempting to predict his movent is pointless. However, I do believe Xankeshan itself is secure from him for the mont. He was not able to take control of the local wards in his long duration occupying the planet, that should not change with them being better able to function. And I believe I can at least manage to keep him from having the ti to figure them out.
More importantly, Hoyt said, We only angered him indirectly. So were probably not at the top of his list.
What did he do this ti? Prospero asked. Wipe out a fleet?
Velvet had been the one who brought this particular information. It was covered up but he drew mustaches on the statues of the saints. On Rouhiri.
Thats underwhelming, Prospero admitted.
He was on Rouhiri, Velvet countered. And he set up formations that prevented them from fixing the statues. Currently the whole central square between their towers is covered up for renovations. They had to toss a huge box over the whole thing. Then they disappeared most of the workers and disciples who saw it.
Most? Prospero asked.
The disciples that reported it were dealt with in various ways, but so others saw it and didnt make themselves known. But the information is reliable. I think the whole thing is just informing people that hes back.
Wouldnt it be easier for him to operate in secret? Zazil asked.
Hoyt shook his head. You know he only functions in high profile. And when he wants to be secretive, he can be. Like sneaking onto the main planet of a powerful sect with a kingly bounty on him.
Could it have been soone else? Zazil asked.
Soone that would do that and then could set up formations that werent easily dismantled? Catarina shook her head. I cant think of anyone that such things would align for. There are other formations grandmasters, but none with a conflict with the Harmonious Citadel and the inclination to pull a prank.
Its more than a prank, Vari said. The Harmonious Citadel would see it as sacrilege of the highest order. Its a declaration of war, whether he intended that or not.
It does not seem that he is the type to do things by accident, Zazil replied. Based on what we know of him.
Kseniya had been quiet up to that point. So, what? Is there sothing we should do about this?
Hoyt shook his head. I dont think so. We just need to be aware of his presence. He could show up at any ti to cause trouble.
I dont know how thats different from any other ti, Kseniya said. Even when we knew he was in the lower realms, I expected he could show up to cause trouble at any mont.
To shift the topic away from Everheart being from their world- sothing not all of the council was aware of- Hoyt brought them to the next topic. Our current troubles are the ongoing conflict with the Harmonious Citadel. Our growth outpaces theirs for now- at least proportionately- but well still need to gather more groups to work against them. In addition, there is so possibility of the surrounding powers moving against us. Velvet, were you able to gain any information on that?
Only a small amount, she admitted. Neither the Trigold Cluster nor the Exalted Quadrant are exactly open in their motives. We dont know how much they understand about us and our connection to certain places in the lower realms. Its not exactly secret, but they might not have looked. The good news is they still hate each other. Apparently along the southern border they had a few skirmishes as their armies returned from the shifting tides. Thats nothing new, exactly, but theyd mostly been ignoring each others presence there.
Could that also not be bad news? Zazil asked. If they go to war with each other again, well simply be caught in the middle. The Scarlet Midfields cant functionally resist either of them.
That is true, Catarina admitted. But if sothing is to escalate, it will be over decades or centuries. We will have so opportunity to improve our strength before then.
What can happen in just another couple centuries? Zazil asked.
Catarina exchanged glances with those from Ceretos. We can get hundreds of Integration cultivators and, perhaps, a handful of Augntation cultivators.
A handful? Zazil frowned. Thats both extrely ambitious and insufficient. How long do you an?
Three centuries. Maybe two or fewer, Catarina said confidently. Id personally place myself in the mid Integration stage right now.
Is that really possible? Zazil asked. I have witnessed your growth potential, but it seems too fast. Can anyone even reach Augntation in less than a millennium?
How old do you think Everheart is? Catarina asked.
... maybe nine hundred? Zazil frowned.
Less than six hundred, Catarina said. Which ant he reached Augntation before he was four hundred. Im only saying I shouldnt be much older than five hundred.
Zazil shrugged, I like your confidence. I hope its justified. We could use that sort of boost to our alliances power.
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