《Reincarnated as the goddess of the sea.》Chapter - 21
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Returning to where everyone else is I see that they are halfway through building what looks like an obelisk made from stone blocks from the surrounding area held together with Xituna’s magic.
“Big sister your back”(Xecra)
“I am Xecra. What have you all been doing?”(Xyrra)
“We have been burying the mortals who died in the last attack. We have also been building an obelisk so that the mortals who lived and died in the sanctuary and everything that happened with it is not forgotten.”(Xecra)
“That's a good idea. What has happened here is not something that should be forgotten. You have changed Xecra before this you wouldn’t have cared for the mortals like this.”(Xyrra)
“When we were in the sanctuary and you were not there to help us I realised that the mortals are not much different from us except that they are weaker. I decided I needed to change so that I can help and protect them.”(Xecra)
I put my hand on her head.
“I am proud of you Xecra”(Xyrra)
“Thank you, big sister.”(Xecra)
I walk over to the obelisk to see it in more detail. It currently stands at about twenty feet and is made of randomly shaped stones that have been joined together using earth magic. Towards the bottom of it is a carving of a large tree that resembles Azurea’s tree. The obelisk so far is a rectangular prism with a ledge separating the carving from the rest of the obelisk.
Currently, the mortals are in three main groups. The first is gathering stones for the obelisk, the second is helping Xituna build the obelisk and the last is gathering materials needed for survival this is also the largest group. However, it doesn’t look like they are having much luck due to how barren the land is now. The mortals might need to live mainly in the sanctuary still while we rebuild the world. From what I have seen so far both Xituna and Xecra have done a good job leading the mortals with the help of the divine helpers.
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“Xituna is everything going well?”(Xyrra)
Xituna who was working on the obelisk turns around and walks over to me
“The building of the obelisk has been going well so far. However, the outside world is not habitable for the mortals. I will have to start working on regrowing the land.”(Xituna)
“How long do you think that will take?”(Xyrra)
“First, I will have to purify the ground so that it is suitable for plants to grow and then we wait for the plants to grow. However, I can speed up the growth but it is better for it to grow naturally. What I can do is use the sanctuary to increase the growth of plants and when it is large enough for the mortals to live in let it spread naturally to the rest of the world.”(Xituna)
“I think that should work for now remember to tell me or Xecra if you need any help. Now how are the mortals?”(Xyrra)
“They are working hard but I don’t think that they are in the right spirit. I think after all the stories they heard of the world they were excited to see it and had expectations when they saw what is like now they seem to have lost their excitement and spirit.”(Xituna)
“It is unfortunate what has happened. We will need to find a way to raise their spirits. I want to give the mortals the best life possible but it doesn’t look like that will happen for a few generations.”(Xyrra)
“Don’t worry big sister we will do all we can for the mortals. We will rebuild the world and bring it back to its former glory.”(Xituna)
“We will Xituna we will.”(Xyrra)
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As nightfall came most of the mortals went back to the sanctuary but a few wanted to stay outside. The few that remained used materials from the sanctuary and any of the few materials available outside to set up small and simple shelters around a campfire. In total there are about fifty of them in about ten wooden shelters made with sticks. All these shelters are surrounding a large fire.
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To make sure that everyone outside will be safe I have decided to stay with them along with Eslise and Ceirean. Xecra and her divine helpers will be looking after the mortals in the sanctuary while Xituna and her helpers will begin to purify the land around the sanctuary. As the mortals all went inside to sleep we decided to sit a little away from the camp on top of a large rock.
“Goddess Xyrra when will we begin to purify the sea and bring life back to it?”(Eslise)
“I think once Xituna has purified enough land for the mortals to establish a form of civilisation we will move back to the sea. We will then spend as long as we need to bring life back to the sea.”(Xyrra)
"That is a wise decision there is currently no life in the sea. We should first help establish the life that remains and then move on to the next."(Ceirean)
“For now we shall wait and help the mortals and my sisters.”(Xyrra)
“I will do everything I can to help godd-“(Eslise)
While Eslise is talking we hear a thunderous howl. Jumping to my feet I look in the direction of the howl and I cannot believe what I see. On the horizon is a pack of what look to be wolves made of stone. Most of them are about two feet to four feet in height and are made of a black stone with red gems for their eyes. However, it’s the lead wolf that has my attention it stands at about six feet tall and is made entirely of gemstones of various colours. The stones that make up its body shine brightly in the light of the sun and reflect colourful light on the ground around it. From where I am standing it looks stunning but how is there still life? Shouldn’t it all be dead from what happened with Eris? I also don’t remember anything like this living before either.
The light around the lead wolf starts to move and become more uniform as the stones that make up its body move around. As they stop moving the light starts getting brighter and intensifies. After a few moments a beam of coloured light fires from its head and in less than a second impacts the ground near the camp and causes an explosion waking up all of the mortals who all run outside.
The stones on the wolf move back to how they were before. Once it is back to normal the wolves start running toward the mortals. Before I can even think Eslise, Ceirean and I all start running toward the wolves.
We can't let them harm the mortals.
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