《TWIG - The System Can't Save Me, But It Can't Stop Me Either [a gamelit-portal-fantasy-poem by eric river]》Chapter 80 - The gift of an old dungeon core forsaken by its age
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CHAPTER EIGHTY
The gift of an old dungeon core forsaken by its age
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King Azure was resting on the floor with his legs crossed
Listening to all the knowledge which had been long lost
He had his own questions to ask, but Hawk had many more
And so he watched excitedly while sitting on the floor
“Why would you be happy that the System’s in distress?
We’re already suffering this sudden portal mess
Are you some old prophet or a god who has been sealed?
Should I break you so that you can no longer be healed?
Core Message
The system doesn’t need your help, so worry not for it
We all find a place in destiny where we can fit
The world you know was made to make you strong, and strong you grew
So strong that the Admin did his best to hinder you
Core Message
I don’t have time to take you through the chaos of that war
But it looks like the Admin can’t hold you back anymore
The world he tried to bend to his will is starting to crack
You’re in for hell, but soon you might be able to fight back
“You’re saying that the System, no, that Admin is to blame
And he’s a god who rules the rest without sharing his name
How are we to fix his damage to the mortal realm
And why is such an incapable captain at the helm?”
Hawk had grown suspicious of the words the Core had said
But something seemed trustworthy in those messages of red
Now the barrier was starting to flicker as well
Despite the many stories she was sure the stone could tell
Core Message
If you seek strength you’ll find the answer to that last question
The God of Time may help, should it come to revolution
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Find the boy and keep him safe, he may just be the key
He’ll be of more use than an old dungeon core like me
Core Message
Before I run out of my mana reserves, take this spell
It’s old fashioned, but I think that it may serve you well
Use it carefully, the System won’t be fooled for long
But it’s a stable barrier, and there are few as strong
In front of the old stone a magic circle then appeared
Floating in the air, and full of runes that looked quite weird
For Hawk, the spell took only a moment to memorize
Then the glowing circle disappeared before their eyes
The barrier dissolved around them, and the room grew cold
The stone slept as if exhausted by the stories it told
Hawk could feel the faintest trace of mana still remained
But it was clear the stones capacity had been too strained
King Azure stood up and put his hand upon he stone
“Sad that it should spend millennia down here alone
Its mana seems to be a different kind than what we know
Perhaps it was affected by great change long ago”
For a while, Hawk pieced together all the things she’d heard
Carefully considering the meaning of each word
The System hadn’t seemed to hear a thing she asked the stone
Thanks to the barrier spell that she just made her own
“It seems like there is still some information that we need
And there is some great force from which our races should be freed
But most of all, if what it said of portals is all true
There will yet be quite a lot of fighting left to do”
King Azure stood up and nodded to agree with her
“Luckily, among my kind is many a fighter
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With this, we shall do our best to brace ourselves for war
It looks like we’ll have to endure these peaceful days no more”
Hawk nodded to the king and told him they would meet again
And if they needed help, she’d do her best to help them then
She swam back to the surface and took to the darkened sky
Debating in what direction it would be best to fly
Should she go recover Twig and see what he may know
Or seek out the pages of that book from long ago
There could be more magic rocks with which she might converse
But time was of the essence and things might soon get much worse
The portals still hung overhead, glowing a purple green
But now there were much fewer monsters than there had just been
Maybe they would come in waves, but Hawk couldn’t be sure
The portals simply hung there, painting an eerie picture
While considering the best place to begin her quest
Something caught her eye which put her decision to rest
A sunrise in the wrong place had appeared quite suddenly
Even with her magic eyes it was a shock to see
She used her magic to force extra mana to her eyes
Unsurprised to find that it was in fact no sunrise
And on that great volcano which appeared with no warning
She could see a host of giant golems transforming
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