(Self Notes)

[Shadow]

\Mirror/

"speaking"

'thinking'

*action*

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I noticed another glyph and I figured out its purpose immediately, pressing my Will through it. The glyph glowed and a light blue metal door appeared. I stepped through cautiously, alert for traps.

The door slammed shut behind me and disappeared, leaving me in a large chamber, it appeared to be a hallway, though big enough for giants. Like the dungeon, the walls were of a dark black stone and pillars held up the ceiling. Huge blue metal double doors stood at the end of the enormous hallway, they were lined with glyphs and glowing with Will.

Or at least that was how it should have been. The doors barely hung from their braces, incredibly thick yellow mist was only just held back by the very faintly glowing, damaged and cracked glyphs. A large pile of black rubble sat at the foot of the doors. Before the pile of rubble were deep furrows, as if a huge pair of claws had been dragged across. I stood in silence, hesitating. I was scared. Though with the doors open as they were I doubted anything remained behind them.

I climbed the rubble, all the while as the yellow Will continued to seep deeper into me. I pushed it out as best I could, but the entire chamber was suffused with it. It had seeped deep into every individual stone. I was surprised it hadn’t covered the city. Though the large doors probably had something to do with that. It took me a moment to realize that the pile - or rather hill - wasn’t entirely rubble. Scales were mixed in, huge scales, black metallic plates. A creature had been guarding this place. It was simply buried under the rubble.

It bothered me that the stone had been so badly damaged. I myself had witness in the dungeon previously just how durable it was. As I neared the end of the hill I reached a sheer drop and jumped. Landing gracefully I stood only a few steps away from the sealed cavern. I was able to recognize the glyphs so close. These were for protection. To hold and they had been made to last. In fact, if they hadn’t been damaged they would have lasted around a few thousand years.

I stepped through. The Will on the other side was different. It was then I realized the other effect the glyphs had. It removed purpose. The Will on the other side was limp, dead. Completely passive. It would prevent conscious usage of Will, though it was branded to a specific type of Will. His.

Godslayer was an unfamiliar title to me, but the fact SL had been sealed here gave me pause. ‘What was he doing in this world? Why was he sealed, and by who?’ I noticed a pale blue crystal hanging from the ceiling above the doors and I reluctantly turned back, approaching with curiosity. The crystal was the same as the one I used to have on my ring, back on Earth. It had been a gift.

I leaped with a Will assisted jump, using Will to hold myself in the air, hovering. I stood on eye level with the hanging crystal. It was as proportionally big as the rest of the things down here. I touched it. It was an Infused item, it seemed to be something of a camera, Infused with Ward. High Level too. It still contained its most recent memories. I let a bead of Will connect to the device.

-Connection Established-

The chamber was in prime condition. No yellow mist hung from the air or clung to the walls. The doors were undamaged and I found myself in awe of the insane glyph work. Before the doors lumbered a huge beast.

It appeared to be made of interlocking dark brown bumpy wood and hexagonal black scale plates with long quills poking out from the bumps of the wooden parts. It was six legged and each leg bore animalistic paws. Ivory claws dug into the dark stone. It's body was heavily muscled with a sturdy frame and a pair of slender black wings, casting colossal shadows over it's shoulders. A long black tail swished from behind, the scales on the tail were much smaller than the ones from it's body, giving it much greater mobility, and the tails end was split, both ends curving inwardly with a dark blue flame floating between. It's head was built like a lizards and eight horns of increasing length stood upon it’s head, marked with glyphs. It’s eyes were a deep brown-red, with diamond shaped pupils.

‘Iveltei - Son of the Guardian' read the glyphs along it’s horns, I watched every inch of the creature. It was huge, filling the hallway with it’s wings, horns and quills almost touching the ceiling. A door appeared - the one I had used - and several armored people stepped through. The beast let out a sound like a yawn as it regarded the intruders. The strangers were large, though nothing to the beast, but from the perspective of a normal human they were BIG. Ranging from seven to nine foot tall with varying body types. They were armored in white plate mail and cloth with an emblazoned pattern. Three circles, a grey circle around a red circle and a white circle. I frowned as they stood before the beast. They formed a line and the presumed leader stepped forward.

The beast squatted on it’s hindquarters with an expression of curiosity. It regarded the strangers with some bemusement. The man spoke, his voice enhanced with Will. “Great Son-Guardian. If it pleases you, would you allow us to speak?” his voice is strong, bolstered with confidence. “Go ahead child of Machina.” the beast rumbles, shaking the cavern. The man’s confidant stance wavers, “We... Have concerns. We have received reports of the Gods meddling and the Godslayer was requested. Great one. If we may be so bold as to request the temporary freedom of the Godslayer?” he holds himself like a dead man, braced for a storm, eyes closed and teeth clenched.

The beast lets out a hiss of steam from it's nostrils. “Hah. Funny that you mortals should say that. Free that vile creature? No. Denied. On what grounds did you think such a request... who would dare send you to me? The title of Godslayer is a pretense, something that may have been used in the past and it may still be part of the Old Laws but such actions are both excessive and arrogant. The Gods... No, even my Father would object. Whom do you represent?” it growled. “Um. That is...” the man mumbled nervously. The beast looked at them, watching with unnerving intensity, it saw how tense they were, with their Will ready to be unleashed at any moment. “Lies. Treachery!” the Son-Guardian hissed, aura surging. The man cursed and his companions drew their weapons, halberds and maces, swords and shields.

The leader held a stone above his hand glowing with harsh silver light. It cracked, releasing the Will Infused within. A field of Stratos billowed forth. The power stored within was insane. Enough to rival anything I had ever seen in even my past life. The Apparition’s at their primes together could not draw this much Will. The hallway filled with grey, time slowing for them, the walls stretched and fell away, the grey crystal adjusted to it’s new position and zoomed greatly.

The area was filled with extra space, the huge cavern had expanded several times its original size. Stratos is a type of Will controlling time and space. Here they had created a time and space distorting field. Dark feathered wings flapped from the backs of the strangers and they hovered over the endless grey abyss. As did the Son-Guardian. It’s own wings alight with Will, like a candle in the darkness it shone with intent. The dark blue flame from it’s tail sparked, sending multiple beams of blue in their direction. The beams collided with them almost instantly, giving them no time to dodge. It lasted for several seconds before the beam faded, revealing the half melted white plate of the mostly unscathed strangers. The beast let out a roar of challenge and the strangers shot forth, white lights streamed from their weapons, forming a storm of Will. The lights converged, booming past the beast, cutting into it’s natural armor to little effect. They gathered again behind the beast, dodging with effort the swinging tail of blue fire.

Seeing it’s superior defense they knew they couldn’t cut through it. Returning their weapons to their sheaths and harnesses, they formed a circle around the beast and white Will auras exploded from their group in a star-burst, their eyes glowing behind visors. A hammer of light condensed above the beast, slamming down with vengeance. The beast held its front paws crossed before it with shrouded with blue Will. The hammer collided with the beast, giving off blasts of stray Will. Scales cracked and the beast bellowed in pain. The hammer dissipated and the beast narrowed it’s eyes. A blast shot from it’s tail, pulsing with killing intent. It collided with them and a small scream was heard as one of the strangers was burned to ash.

The beast purred in satisfaction. The intruders shouted in outrage, already summoning another hammer. The Son-Guardian didn’t give them the chance, charging them. It’s tail slapped them like flies, knocking a handful away, their bones snapping and limbs tearing. One of them was rendered wingless and fell, screaming. They shouted, attacking individually with fervor. Small rounded cubes of light crushed the beast, spreading tiny cracks. It growled with irritation, and the smallest cracks began closing. The strangers all acted in growing desperation, drawing white Will in constant barrages. A few gave their lives to focus on it’s paws and they managed to give it a mortal wound, disabling one of it’s legs. It grew angry, mouth open wide a stream of blue fire spiraled towards them and they split up, making the beast chuckle in amusement. The stream of fire exploded at their center, showering the area in super hot flames.

They burned. Only a few remained, about thirteen, their leader included. With eyes alight four of the strangers dropped dead, surrendering their Power to their team-mates. The strangers cried out in sorrow. Small hammers circled them and their armor shone with renewed Will. They charged. The beast reared back with it’s wings, paws slashing in a blur, clashing with their strengthened armor. They were pushed back several paces but remained mostly unharmed. The small hammers revolving around them struck the nearby limbs sending the paws back with nasty red cracked scales. The beast growled, an inferno of blue fire forming above it’s horns, beams of much greater density blasted in every direction, over and over. The strangers dodged what they could, using their summoned hammers as shields they got closer and closer.

The beast’s tail lashed out and the intruders dodged, but the tail split abruptly into two. Both sharp ends impaled two more of the strangers and it dislodged their corpses throwing them at their former allies. Tangled together three more were unable to do anything as the beast slashed through another of their comrades. The leader continued forward, two at either side. The three from before rushed behind to catch up but the beast focused on them with it’s blue beams and they were forced to retreat. The leader was now only a short distance from it’s face and he raised his hammer in front of him. The two at his side put their hands on his shoulders lending him their will, their hammers merging with his. The beast snorted, it’s tail flickering crashed into them, killing the other two. The leader spat out a wad of blood and threw his hammer. It spun in the air and crushed the beast’s tail.

It roared in fury, all six limbs slashing, wings beating with immense pressure. It shot forward, it’s paws clashing with the leader. The last three hurried behind, throwing their hammers. One collided with a paw, knocking it aside, another hit it’s face, rocking it back. The last hammer struck it’s stomach, making it choke out a fountain of blood. Whips of blue snapped at them, tearing chunks of their plate armor off. It’s tail hung limply, twitching. It began to realize it’s danger. A quill from it’s back shot out, impaling one of the three and the others dodged. The leader moved to block the rest, deflecting them with some ease. The quills moved much slower than the beams. The leader and beast clashed again, both drawing blood. The last survivors gathered their remaining Will, distracting the beast with a needle of pain in it’s lower regions. The leader struck with all his might, the hammer of his remaining power collapsing it’s skull. The blue Will dissipated and the beast let out a death cry.

With whoops of victory they hugged, crying in relief. The leader muttered something and the grey Stratos receded, slowly imploding. The room returned to it’s former size and the strangers fell, wings disappearing. The beast’s corpse landed, taking a chunk of the ceiling with it. It’s dead brown eyes glared with wrath. Claws dragging furrows of black stone. It twitched and chunks of broken stone fell, hiding it from view. They regarded the door, their original objective. They hadn’t seemed to have seen the blue spy crystal from above. They stood before the great door, the leader held another Infused item and pressed it against the door. They stepped back and the door began to glow a blood-red. An explosion shook the room, though more contained than any of the earlier clashes. The doors swung crookedly open, glyphs sputtering. A wave of listless yellow mist pushed through and regained purpose, expanding and seeping into the surroundings. The strangers spoke and I listened closely. The sound cut out and a figure walked out from the sealed chamber, regarding the strangers. The Godslayer tilted it’s head, piercing gaze locking with the crystal. *Zzzzt*

-Disconnected-

I jumped back, unnerved and fell, landing on my butt. ‘So that's what happened. Interesting. But too spooky for me.’ it bothered me that people so ridiculously powerful existed. Plus SL had looked at the camera like a creepy motherfucker, as if he had known I would be watching. Fuck.

Nonetheless... Despite these strange circumstances, I’m in a very profitable situation. But this crystal... I stare until recognition dawns on me. I had one in my previous life, it had been in my ring. It would explain how SL had stopped me back then, how he had paralyzed me, it would also explain how he know what I was doing at all times. ‘But why didn’t he kill me way back when?’ I groan in exasperation.

I return to the chamber, passing the threshold. It was much smaller than the huge hallway, a plain black room, empty aside from a throne of red stuff. I wrinkled my nose. It stunk. Though I didn’t really care, I was more excited about the saturated Will. I could convert it. Make it mine. I sat on the strange red throne. Cackling with elation I drew the yellow mist.

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Thanks for reading, if you can point out any inconsistencies or typos I would appreciate it.

As you guys can tell, the chapters have been getting longer, I hope that’s a good thing. Also action. I knew I had that tag for a reason. This Act is going to be action packed, so look forward to more later ...And comment, please, it motivates me to write more. :3