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~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~
~~~(Location: Desert, The Continent of Alforza)~~~
~~~(Ti: 1:24 AM)~~~
Cera has been through many things in front of . But feeling and seeing him almost kill was not what I ever expected. But when I looked into his eyes, it wasn't Cera. In that split second, I saw soone else. After seeing , Cera ca back.
Now he's dry heaving into the sand. Spit is the only thing coming out. His wings are resting at his sides, and I'm rubbing his back. I don't know what happened to Cera, but I'm worried. I've never seen him like that before.
He scread sothing when he woke up. I was dead asleep when all this craziness happened. The person he had his rage focused on was Edwin. I don't know who that is.
It's soone from Earth. That I can guess. This Edwin has done sothing. Cera told that he manipulated ti. I don't know if that has anything to do with Edwin. It could. I'll have to wait until he's ready to talk.
I'm not mad at Cera. I'm certainly not scared of him. The person that nearly killed wasn't Cera. Whoever or whatever was using Cera's body looked at . I don't know how to help Cera given what's happened.
"Hey... Are you okay..."
He's not dry heaving anymore. His eyes are boring into the sand, and I see sothing I've never seen with Cera. I can't explain his look. Not accurately. It's like a distance hollowness. Like so of his life has been sucked out of him.
My voice gets through to him as he gets off his hands and knees. Taking a seat in the sand instead. Falling on his back a second later and staring up at the ocean of stars above the desert.
"No."
His response is what I'd expect from Cera. That's good. That ans I'm talking to the man I love. I crawl over and lay on him. Snuggling up to his side and wrapping my arms around him.
"What happened..."
My voice cos out as a whisper laced with the worry I have for him. My ear is on his chest. Listening to his heart. It's beating fast but slowly going back to the average rate I've fallen asleep to. He's taking longer to answer than I'd like him to.
His chest rises with a deep breath, and I hear him slowly exhale. As he does, his heart rate levels out. He's calming himself down.
"I don't really know... It was a nightmare, I think... But it felt so real... It was like I was living it..."
I've had those before... It cos with past trauma and emotional events that haven't been dealt with. I still have them from ti to ti. It's never been like Cera's, where I'd turn into soone else... That I've never experienced before.
"You were yelling when you woke up... You were saying how you'd kill soone nad Edwin..."
His body goes stiff, and I hear his heart start beating faster in his chest. I hold him tighter to try and comfort him. It's not doing much.
"Edwin, huh... That was the man who got Hailey addicted to drugs and shot my Mother... I watched it happen... Too weak to do anything about it... That was the whole reason I made the wish to co back in ti... To save my family..."
Oh...
That's...
"Do you need to do anything for you..."
My concern and question co out with no control from .
"..."
All I get in return is silence.
"I hate him, Sally. More than anything you could think of. I hate Edwin so much. I'd turn back ti to fuck over his life. Which is exactly what I did. I know he's out there sowhere. If I ever find him, I'll bring pain to him he's never felt or will ever feel again."
Cera's brutal and violent streak is rearing its head for to see. I know only certain things will bring it out. His family, the people he cares about, and . Now I've learned of another that causes the part of Cera to co out.
"I'll hate him too..."
That seems like the only thing I can say.
"Is that all that bothered you?"
I wait for him to answer .
"..."
Again, the only thing I'm t with is silence. Sotis, I wonder if there are controls for his mouth so he'll talk.
"A na. I heard a na."
Way to make it obvious.
"What na did you hear?"
He takes more ti than any mont previously in this conversation. So in my ti of waiting, I look up at the stars. Hoping to divine so answers there than my tight-lipped boyfriend.
"Raduerial. I heard the na Raduerial."
That na doesn't hold any aning to . It's not human or elvish. I know Cera, and the next chance he gets, he'll be looking for answers inside a Dungeon or Raid. If those don't work, he'll move to the libraries and search through books and texts.
"Does that an anything to you?"
Since I don't know anything, maybe he might.
"No. But I feel like I've heard it before. Fenrir was there. He called Raduerial. But my na isn't Raduerial. He knows that."
Raduerial is his na? This is all confusing.
"So you have, what, 4 nas now? Angel Zern, Slayer Zern, Cera Adamo, and now Raduerial... This is getting out of hand..."
I make it sound like it's a joke, and he lets out a single chuckle, which is sothing. Now that Edwin isn't the topic of the talk, he's doing better. I don't want to know who Edwin is, but he sounds like a terrible guy, from what Cera has told .
"When you put it like that, it's getting annoying. You'll always call Cera. But I suppose different people will call by what they think is correct. Fenrir seems to think it's Raduerial."
They say great legends and figures of history have multiple nas. Ones are made by their allies, others are made by their enemies, and so are made by their loved ones.
"Don't worry. I'll always be calling you Cera. That is your na."
I wonder where Fenrir is these days. Cera might know, but it's uncertain.
"Sorry, I ruined the tent. We'll pick up a new one when we pass by a town or city. Until then, we'll be sleeping on the sand."
That doesn't sound comfortable. I'm already getting sand in places I don't want it. If I have to deal with this for multiple nights, I'm not sure I can easily forgive him.
This is a joke, of course.
"I'm not sure I can accept your apology. I'm already getting sand in parts of my body where it doesn't belong."
The light and fluttery tone I have clearly indicates that I'm trying to get him to engage with in so sort of physical activity. I'm not looking for sex right now, but I could go for so long kisses.
"If you want, you can lay on one of my wings. It'll be more comfortable than sand."
He reciprocates the tone but not the goal.
"You're a goof. I'm wanting so kisses."
I lift my head off his chest and see him raise up slowly with a cocked eyebrow.
"Way to lay on the subtly."
I can't tell if that's sarcasm or not.
"Co here."
I wrap my hand around the back of his head, and I start kissing him. I think he really needs so kisses. I know there are tis I need them, and Cera gives them to .
It helps relax and clear my mind.
After a couple of seconds, I pull away, and he's looking more relaxed now. A new smile is on his face.
"How about that..."
He leans forward again after talking a little, and we lock lips again. Maybe we both need this after what happened.
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A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.237][Tier-4]
[Exp: 72/100%]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]
[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]
[Mana aura control: 6/100%]
[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]
[Stat Points: 440] [Armor rating: 500]
[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Camping gear] [Fishing poles 2x] [Festival Garbs 2x] [4x EXP Boosts] [Princess Saliandra's Panties (Black Lace)] [Desert Warrior Nomad Set (Rare)]
[Passive Perks]
[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]
[Active Skills]
[Heavens light Lvl.74 325/7400] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400] [Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000] [Parry Lvl.68 85/6800] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controlled Fun] [Aspect of Transportation (Legendary)]
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