《Jormungandr's calamity》Book 1: Chapter 32 : Conversation with the Oracle
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I entered the hut, but what I saw shocked me. At the back of the shed was this famous oracle but there was a problem with it. Indeed I thought the oracle was going to give me a special feeling, but no. The only thing I felt was a strong presence of death.
Suddenly he looked at me, but when I saw his face I was taken by an urge to step back. One of those eyes was missing, but the most shocking thing was his one eye. It was as black as the starry sky. I had the impression that with a simple look, he could know all the information about me.
He said, "So you've arrived, sit down, we can begin our conversation. "
So I crawled to him and said my first words in the language of this world, "How can you know of my arrival? I would have accepted this if you were a powerful person, but you're only human. Even worse, you're even weaker than a normal human. "
On hearing what I had just said, he blew out, "Yes, I am weaker than a normal human, but that is only because of my prophecies. "
I was intrigued. "Your prophecies?"
He nodded, "Yes, my prophecies if you look closely you'll see my body has a problem. "
I looked at him again and he was an old man with short white hair and a small goatee but the most shocking thing was that several of his limbs were missing. He was missing an eye, a leg and one of his hands were missing.
After I finished looking at him, he grabbed the stick that was at his feet and stood up.
"Come with me, I need to show you something. "
So I started to follow him but I noticed something strange. Indeed, I had the impression that we were not moving forward.
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So I started looking, but he just said, "Let's go ahead and answer your questions later. "
Finally, we arrived at the end of the hut but, it was strange because we were only in front of a wall. Suddenly the old man touched a stone on the floor and the wall began to open. I walked into the room and the first thing I noticed was that it was filled with paintings. This must have been the memorial for the important people of the tribe.
But there was something I didn't understand in that room. In the middle was a kind of altar with a bowl and a mirror. I got closer to understand the usefulness of these two objects. But when I was only a meter away, I saw an eye in the bowl. I recognized this one, it was the oracle's eye.
Then I remembered his words "because of my prophecies. "
This means that he has to offer a part of his body to predict an event in the future.
"It seems to me you've understood the price I must pay for each vision. "
Hearing this I asked him this question, "Why are you doing this?"
He hit me on the head with his stick and smiled and said, "you have to understand the history of our tribe to know that. "
We were now in front of the paintings that adorned the room.
So the oracle began his explanation "Our tribe had many fighters and was very strong but that was before Ziron became the leader of our tribe. "
Saying this one could feel a sense of anger and sadness in his voice.
So I asked him, "Who is Ziron?"
"Ziron was one of the strongest warriors our tribe has ever known. Indeed, under his control, we had almost complete control of the entire continent. The mere name of our tribe frightened the world. "
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Wait, if they were so strong, why are they in that state now?
So I asked him, "If you were so powerful why are you so weak now? I've only seen ordinary humans in your tribe. "
Hearing my words, I saw a tear fall from the oracle's remaining eye, but he quickly cleaned it out so that he did not cry.
"Because Ziron was too powerful, the first alliance Rofaro formed was for the sole purpose of eliminating Ziron. "
"Did it work?" I asked.
"Yes and no. The first attack on Ziron was a huge success but the second was a failure because Ziron got much stronger. "
I was astonished, "How could he become so strong in such a short time?"
The oracle looked at me and uttered a single word, "Creigos. "
"Creigos?"
He continued, "The Creigos are twelve gems scattered throughout the universe and each one can make an individual who would normally be weak extremely powerful. "
"Does that mean that Ziron has found one of these gems?"
"No, he tried to create one. " As he said that, I could see the oracle trembling.
"How did he do it?"
The oracle took a great breath and said, "He has exterminated our tribe, and has begun to gather our blood together into one stone. Our tribe once had the ability to see into the future without paying the price I have to pay now. So he created an artificial Creigos that allowed him to see into the future. "
"Did that mean he was invincible?"
"Yes he was invincible in this world, but one day a superior being learned what Ziron had done to gain so much power and locked him into nothingness. But this person was also careful to seal our powers. That's why we're so weak and I have to sacrifice something to have visions. "
Now I had some valuable information about the Creigos, but I still had a question in my head. Why am I so important to this tribe?
So I asked him my question, "Now that we are done with these explanations can I know why you need me?"
As always the oracle did not speak and stood in front of the small mirror that was on the altar.
He showed it to me and said, "This mirror has the answer to all your questions.
"How can he pass them on to me?"
"You will enter the world of the mirror."
I was caught in a crazy laugh "How can I get into something so small?"
He didn't answer me and spilled a little blood on the mirror. Suddenly the latter began to tremble and what seemed to be an eye appeared at the top of it.
A voice echoed through the room, "He has come. "
While I was amazed by what was happening, the mirror started to grow and soon became 7 meters high.
The oracle prostrated himself and said, "Before you go the world of dreams. In it lies the answer to most of your questions, but I want to tell you that if you die in this world you will come back here and you will not be able to go back. "
So I ventured into this unknown place during this time the whole tribe was prostrated before my statue and we could see it glowing as if it was slowly coming to life.
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