[When will I rember my past?]
Even I am unable to tell. There are parts locked away so deep and protected by a power that I can't get past without triggering its protective chanisms. You have been touched by a deity, Syryn. Did you know that?
Another indication to Syryn that he was no normal person. Right now though, only Rowan mattered.
[No, but thanks for telling . Rowan must know sothing about it. Give sothing, sage. A small morsel. I want to rember Rowan even if it's just an image of him eating breakfast.]
I'm afraid I cannot. It has to be all or nothing. I can make you rember but at the cost of never having access to what is hidden. If I don't remove the protection on it, nobody else can.
[But the deity can, right? Since they were the one that hid it.]
Yes. So do you want to forego the chance to have access to it? I am ready to return your mories if you wish to have them.
[I'll have to think about it.]
Should he talk to Rowan about it?
[Can you teach how to use the other powers I have?]
I can. You're a mage with an affinity for ice, darkness, fire, and now water. You must know though that you were not born with fire in you. You were blessed with it by a deity. The one who put the fire brand on your arm is the person who blessed you with fire.
[I thought that was just an interesting birthmark.]
You have led a peculiar life, Syryn. I am now even more curious to see what is hidden in your mind.
[Do you think the mories were hidden by the sa deity who blessed with fire?]
We won't know till I unravel it.
[How complicated.]
The mage sighed. He thought he was just a simple rich talented businessman but that was just the surface of it. He was embroiled in the machinations of so deity whose intentions were unclear.
[How did you find ? And why did you get inside my head?]
I've been searching for a successor and so I found you. I knew where you would be crossing paths with so I hid myself in a fertility idol. That is how we t.
[Why ?]
You are the only second person in a very very long ti to be born with a third eye. I was the first. You were destined to et , Syryn. We are linked by the gift of being born with an eye that sees past the veil.
[It was shocking enough knowing I had a third eye but then I found out you ate it.] A bit of Syryn's aversion got broadcasted to the sage. Whichever way he looked at it, it was a bit gross.
Your third eye was underdeveloped. Imagine having a withered stump instead of a functioning hand. Useless and a burden. That eye fed on your magic but gave you nothing for it.
[But did you really eat it?]
I absorbed it.
[And?]
And nothing. What do you expect to gain from a useless eye?
[Hey! That was still part of .]
Useless is useless. Sugarcoating my words won't change the fact that your eye was useless.
[Whatever. Are you stuck inside forever?]
No. There isn't enough room here for the both of us.
[So you're going to disappear one day.]
Ideally yes. But I want to stay and watch how the world changes. We will find a way to transfer my consciousness to another vessel.
[I'm not going to help you body snatch from a living human if that's what you're implying.]
We shall see. I won't compel you to do anything you do not wish to.
[Good. Now tell sothing about yourself. You know everything about but I don't even know your na. Am I supposed to keep calling you sage?]
Yes. It has been so long that my na no longer matters. I lived thousands of years as a serpent. Back then, the oceans were nothing like it is today. Levia was just one of the few of many leviathans that lived and hunted in the waters. There was one known as Yamon. He was the biggest creature to have ever lived in the water. Yamon woke up every decade to eat as much as he could before he slept again for another decade.
[What did he eat?]
Everything. Levia could have easily beco his al even at her size.
[How big was this guy?!]
Four tis the size of Levia.
[That's insane! How did Yamon die?]
He grew old and arrogant. And I killed him by entering his ear and scrambling his brain while he lay asleep.
[It was that easy to kill him?]
Every creature in the ocean feared him. Even the leviathans avoided Yamon. How could you expect the smaller creatures to approach him, much less have ideas about killing him?
Syryn was impressed. The sage had used his size and courage to do the unthinkable.
[Why did you decide to kill Yamon?]
I found his presence annoying.
[Seriously?]
And I wanted to drink of his strength. Killing him made more powerful.
That - Syryn could believe.
[Is that how you beca so strong? By killing those more powerful than you?]
Yes. I killed many and absorbed their strength.
[Were there others like you doing the sa?]
No. Only I had the third eye. It enabled to grow from a sea serpent into- sothing else.
[Yes?]
Go to sleep. Your partner is awake and you're disturbing him.
[Bullshit! I'm not making a sound. I'm not even moving.]
The sage was silent.
[Coming and going as you like. You've truly made my head your ho, haven't you?]
The mage kept grumbling to himself as he threw away the blanket that covered him. Syryn padded over silently to the couch and got on top of Rowan. Chest to chest, the mage stretched himself out over the anti mage and waited to be acknowledged.
The blond opened sleepy eyes and smiled at the mischievous man lying atop him.
"Can't sleep?"
"No," Syryn softly replied. "I missed you. Co to bed with ."
The anti mage was quiet as he thumbed Syryn's cheek.
"Okay."
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