《ELECTUS - A tale of Peaceful Demons.》Source of Fire
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Mogranius has no option but to follow his father who hence the severity, is claiming that they are about to see the source of Fire herself!
A once in a life time opportunity at least but Mogranius feels a bit nervous about this, his tummy feels like it's in knots and he wants to take a shit somewhere too.
The risk factors of meeting the Holy Source herself is beyond large, yet he is following a crazy old man to what can be an unmarked grave.
What's fighting off Mogranius's nervousness a tad bit, is the fact that they are both naked and the Fire Blaster here is looking at his father's behind.
Although the view not majestic, the Jungle surrounding the crazy old man's ass sure helps to crack laughter.
Better yet, since Hair covers his arse, the full moon isn't to rise anytime soon.
Hearing the heavy breathing behind him, the old man asks as they continue to tip toe their way towards the Source. "Are you nervous son?"
Uncertain which way to start first with this topic, letting silence stretch a few steps, Mogranius finally adds. "Of course... I mean it can be dangerous but I can't miss this opportunity!"
Hearing "Danger" mostly out of what Mogranius said and filtering out every other word, the old powerful man adds. "Oh you are lucky you are an evolved Wizard... Uh, man with Powers or else your limbs would of been on the cave ceiling as my chandeliers."
The more they got near the Source of Fire, the heavier it feels to walk forwards. The air itself feels heavier and breathing has become a quarter harder.
Feeling his limbs getting hotter, Mogranius covers his face with his forearms so his beard doesn't get burned down and mumbles. "Why is it getting so hard to walk?!"
Well informed considering the fact that he has lived here for over 200 years, his father quickly replies. "The Demonite, it's pushing us away. We are of the evolved but we aren't Demons, we don't have complete immunity."
With conversations limited on the other end of the stick considering the minor safety measures, the old man uses the opportunity to add. "Going too close to the Demonite such as a foot apart from it, would destroy us, not to mention touching it."
Knowing that his son can't be that stupid but still making sure, the old timer also adds. "I'm sure that you know what removing the Demonite would do."
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"How far do we have to walk li…." As Mogranius was about to finish his sentence, partially ignoring his father's lecture.
He was rendered speechless by the red light coming from the Demonite itself, you would think it would burn the naked eye but it's illumination grants a simple stab.
It is a sight impossible to not admire and it puts the Demon of Rage who's turned into stone, to shame.
Of course at first the Demonite makes it hard to see one's own two feet, but as that effect became easier to handle, Mogranius gives out a loud whisper. "Is every Demonite this bright? It's almost blinding!"
And of course completely shifting off topic, his father explains the whole badge instead of answering the prime question. "Normally, it is nothing but a simple gem able to obtain from the Demonic Realm."
Gripping the ground becoming near to impossible as they've walked 30 feet close to the Source, the geezer stops walking and continues to explain. "But after the experiment went wrong, Demonite got attached to the 8 Demon's forehead. Making them a part of this world forever, each Demon getting a Continent of their own!"
Difficult below failure to put everything together, in the midst of this majestic sight Mogranius asks an insightful question. "But what were they doing so far away from each other while trying the experiment?"
Pointing the obvious out but heavily sarcastic by tone, high pitched even. The Geezer cites, "I was not around by that time and the only being the mother of all Demons talks to, is Betzy. So I don't know anything about the Experiment or what they were doing either."
A bit sad of another thought, Mogranius ignores the sarcasm and tries to squeeze in more wisdom from this day. "Why does the Demonite look so powerful and the statue looks, well... Empty and powerless, dead."
Smacking Mogranius behind the head, the old man gives out a loud whisper. "That stone statue is Alasteren's former body! Show some respect!"
Not waiting for an apology, the old man instantly adds what he was about to say earlier. "Although she's immortal, Alasteren's powers and life energy left her after the experiment, and entered the Demonite somehow."
Recalling what Alasteren's conscious herself has explained to this old man, to this protector throughout many occasions, he continues. "Meaning, that Gem is holding Ignis together. That Gem offers every Fire Blaster, Fire to Blast!"
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His tone sinking, severity certain. The powerful geezer adds, "Without this Gem, your genes of power would be useless, as if you never had them!"
Gazing upon the Gem, admiring the statue and respecting Alasteren although she looks as tall as a Human.
Trying to understand even why she chose this Cave, trying to observe the characteristics here. This Cave is almost round, almost big enough to be considered a Cavern although they went through a smaller tunnel to get here.
Feels random at best but it's near Ignis, it's underwater too so Mogranius can only guess that she chose this spot because it's well hidden.
Yet again why would she need to hide considering how powerful she is? It all makes little to no sense and there are basically no clues to put everything together.
That aside, another thought went through his mind as silence stretched well over a minute now. With no time like today to ask, Mogranius queries. "So this Gem is the Source of Fire Powers, not the Demon?"
Again shifting off topic, the evolved old man answers. "Yes, but it is being threatened because unlike you and me, Demons from the Realm she came from, can walk over there and grab the Gem and end this Continent down to the Roots."
His feelings conflicted, an urge to fight growing stronger. Mogranius adds, "As magnificent as it is, I don't know what to do with this information."
Trying to offer help as well, the Fire Blaster weighs in. "All I can do is help you protect it or send troops who are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect the Demonite."
Feeling a bit disrespected how his son didn't listen enough to recall a prime fact, he shouts. "If they aren't of the evolved, they can't be near the Demonite! Anywhere near a 200 yard Radius would destroy them!"
Realizing his flaw and pitching an idea too, Mogranius weighs in. "I forgot about that! What if I bring the cave down? No Demon can come if there wasn't a way to go through."
Rubbing his beard and pulling Mogranius away from the Source and walking towards the tunnel they came from, the old man expresses. "Right. They are almost like simple Humans, they can die out of any cause. Including age."
Tad happy about the Demonic stupidity, the Fire Blaster queries. "So they are just flocks of Demons sent here in hopes to remove the Demonite?"
Able to describe about this part in great detail due to observation, the geezer ads. "Yes, they don't even have powers. It's just a poorly put together plan but I see them searching everywhere. They have been searching for over 210 years."
Feeling the dry surface of the tunnel beneath his feet, another point has to be made certain. "They aren't a big threat for now but those Demons, they are far ahead with technology. I feel that they have a new plan, I feel that they will do more than just send Demons down here!"
Before Mogranius could utter a single word throughout this lecture, the geezer shouts. "We have visitors!"
Down here, that can never be a good thing. So Mogranius swiftly asks, "Visitors? Who?"
Pissed off by that question alone, his father continues to shout. "Demons you dumbass. Becky is dealing with them as we waste time here!"
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Finally making it back to the main cave, where these two met. Mogranius pushes his father behind with one arm and asks, "Take a break and watch what I can doo."
Trying to use the few seconds to explain, the old man utters. "No, you don't understand!"
Still confident that he can beat mindless Demons, Mogranius walks away and cites. "Just watch and don't worry!"
As he ran towards the entrance where he first opened his eyes on, he spotts that Becky is overwhelmed with these foul Demons.
The wave of them seemed triple this time of what they battled before, although Becky is ripping through them with her blessed pointy nose.
Rushing on the scene and spotting that the Demons have no weaponry, this felt like a breeze.
"They are thousands of years ahead with technology but they can't put any sort of weaponry on their Demons?" He thought as he blew fire out of his mouth and torched the Demons closest to him out of existence.
Ironic, isn't it?
As a Demon was about to approach and claw Mogranius from a blind side from the left, it met a brutal end as a Demonic bone struck the charging maniac on the head, going through as if it was a Dagger through a rope.
That bone was tossed by the Fire Blaster's father!
As he gazed back to spot his father, holding a couple more bones, the geezer proceeded to shout. "Brace yourself, more are coming!"
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