《A Story That You Wouldn't Want To Read +》Chapter 3+: The Story-Telling
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“As you may already have assumed, Riela is just like you, a visitor!”
A hand suddenly offered to me for a handshake.
“Again, I’m Riela, Nice to meet you Miho!”
With a radiant smile, Riela introduced herself to me once more.
I offered my hand as well and accepted the handshake.
Note to myself
Girls hand is soft.
“Same here it’s also nice to meet you too! Riela”
I sincerely smiled to her and she also answered it with another radiant smile of hers.
Then, on to the main issue at hand
I turned towards the speaker of this gathering,
Aru-ia.
The self-proclaimed guardian and receiver of visitors
Also a mind reader, scary
“Now that we have been properly acquainted, it’s about time for you to tell us of what is happening."
“Well, actually I only have to explain it to you since I’ve already explain it to Riela when you were sound asleep a while ago,"
I turned to face Riela and got answered by a smiling face of confirmation.
Aru-ia was telling the truth apparently.
It seems that they both have leisurely watched me sleep. I turned and face Aru-ia dejectedly.
“Oh~ but we didn’t do anything to your face, if that’s what you’re worried about”
The thought didn’t cross my mind
If she didn’t mentioned it just now I wouldn’t think of that.
This woman…
[Eh?… wait, if I say anything, I’ll be playing again in her hands better let it slide for now, either way I can’t confirm it since I don’t see anything that may be used as a mirror to reflect my image. ]
“It’s okay, I don’t mind,”
It’s as if sensing that things didn’t go as she planned she fell silent for a moment and ask in mild serious tone.
“Hmm… For further understanding my explanations, I shall tell you a bit about this world’s history. You wouldn’t mind a little off topic history to make it easier to understand, do you? ,"
“No, I don’t,”
“Well, it’s not actually a history more like a children story, passed on through generations.”
I noticed that Riela had come closer to Aru-ia like a child-like expression on her face, it seems like she didn’t hear this when Aru-ia explained it to her this children story.
Children story…
Meaning I’m being treated as a kid though the idea isn’t really that bad if that will allow me to understand the situation I am in but something inside me is so against it for some reason.
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Is it pride? That I do not know.
Then I sensed the mischievous aura coming from her.
My eyebrows irk a little. I glared at her to telling her to stop playing around.
“Now, Now, There’s no need to glared at me intensely"
“Is there?"
“Yes, Though I may have called it a children story it doesn’t mean that it’s meant only for children because the history is bit long and you seemed that you’re not the type of person to listen to long stories, the one I’m about to tell is quite a short summarization of the history, made sense right?"
She got a point there?
With nothing to say to counter her logical reason, I nodded in agreement.
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In the beginning,
The world of Htrae, is a world of filled with abundance of everything,
Blessed and loved by Goddess of Light, Iar
It grants the world with mysteries and wonders,
Guarded and maintained balance is the Goddess of Darkness, Feul
The rules of the world were formed along with the cycle of life and death.
But then another God intervened with this harmony.
The God named Hvarn, The God of Corruption.
The God corrupted all the lands of the world of Htrae, exempting nothing.
Living and non-living alike are all corrupted and turn into monsters.
The two Goddesses noticed the disruptions of the harmony of life and death took action.
The Goddesses alone cannot match against the power of the God of Corruption,
Thus they fused themselves and became the Goddess of Light and Darkness, Arual
Upon fusing their power, it rivaled the God of Corruption and they confront him.
With the confrontation the Goddess soon overcame the God of Corruption and defeated it.
Bringing back the balance, the world was put to peace once again.
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Riela clasp her hand and clap silently with joyful eyes.
It seems that Riela is a bit childish despite her appearance.
Though those little gesture added to her charm granted that she was quite a pretty when I first saw her.
“ It does have the children story approach, Is that all of it? "
“ Hmm… are you asking for more? ”
“If you’re asking me if I want more information then, yes”
“ Well, how about a little flattery coming from you.”
“ Urg… the story you told us is very easy to understand. ”
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Oh Yes… my sarcasm at its finest.
I’m not well verse in this field so may luck smile upon me.
“Well, maybe the story-teller is good though that may be the end of the children story but I’m now telling the history of our world so I have to tell the parts that are not told.”
Riela is surprised that the story didn’t end there.
I thought she already knew the story.
Riela and I both listened intently to the continuation of her story.
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Even though the God of Corruption was defeated
He didn’t let it end there.
With his last ounce of power, he unleashed a blast of power upon the Goddess
Hvarn power pierced through the Goddess and brought fatal harm to her, resulting to their un-fusing.
Upon his dying breath the God of Corruption had smiled and looks upon the Goddesses of Light and Darkness.
“Know these Goddesses; you both are not going to be whole again, the harmony that you all sought for is eternally destroyed.”
With the last word muttered the God of Corruption vanished from existence.
The two goddesses had been broken,
Their powers weakened,
The last ounce of power from the God of Corruption that pierce the Goddesses resulted in the losing their power to govern Death itself.
Death upon contact with the power of the God of Corruption had received power to become a Deity, a transcendent being as the same plane as the Goddesses.
Death power couldn’t to rival the Goddesses even in their incomplete form but enough to lose their power to command Death.
Though Death became a deity, due to originally a being that’s been created with the power of one of the goddesses, Death still wants to preserve balance as it is once his original purpose is.
Even though the Goddesses felt great loss losing their control in Death
The balance is now is still being preserve.
Little did they know the seed of corruption has been sown deeply into the world of Htrae.
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“Hmm… now it feels like a story-telling session”
“Well, I did it in a story telling way in the first place so I wouldn’t be a stereotype person for just giving information,”
“So, in other words you-”
[You’re an NPC of some sort.]
[Shhh… I’m not finished telling the story yet!]
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Upon learning the existence of the seed of Corruption,
The two goddesses have come to eradicate it but it has spread far and wide across the whole planet.
Corrupting the hearts and minds of the inhabitants of the world,
The Goddesses couldn’t interfere anymore.
Death decided to become a neutral force for the power of death only comes when an individual’s mortality had reached its end.
The seed of corruption began its work
Creating small conflict leading to wars
Creating small groups later being big factions
People began to separate themselves from one another
Further nurturing the growth of the seed of Corruption and letting it bloomed.
Upon the bloomed seed, the Corruption spread throughout the land at a faster and thicker rate.
Giving birth unto ferocious and vicious monsters unknown to the planet before
Affecting all the inhabitants of the world
With the final card upon the sleeves they enveloped the world with their power,
They have called help upon other worlds and summoned them to this world to help suppressed the Corruption and banished it eternally.
Emerging from it is this island which we are now.
The place where other worlds inhabitants are received
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“And that’s the history of our world and explanations as to why you are here,”
“And- you want me to believe it, your story?"
“It’s the truth? So why not,”
“It doesn’t even explain why we are here!”
The story is sketchy
That to me is without doubt;
I’ll even call myself a doubtful person too, besides being lazy.
So with that said I can’t easily just say okay in here, so what am I going to do?
But then, an interrupter of my chaotic thoughts enters the stage.
Riela whispers to me.
“Miho, in the aspect of doubt, I can understand you, but with the scenery of the world before you, I think it’s best for us to accept it as a reality just for now because we are completely clueless as to what our situation right now.”
“Well if you put it like that, I guess it is.”
“Thanks”
[Aren’t you mind controlled Riela? ]
It seems Riela believes the story of this woman reader person but I can’t seem to relax around this woman, my suspicion meter goes to high alert level.
After contemplating whether to be believed the story and information given to me a while ago, I decide to postpone the conclusion for later. To think things thoroughly in this kind of situation is the best course of action to take.
“Then-”
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