ULTRAMagic Prelude - Chapter 30
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“Still bothered by Leif having to reincarnate, Blood?” Dragoslava asked as she ate her sundae.
“Yeah… it still bites.”
“Well hey, don’t worry about it too much. I know how you feel. At least he’s going out on his own terms.”
Blood-Wraith looked over to the others, seeing Leif and Deimos happily recounting their past. “I suppose you’re right, sister.”
Dragoslava glanced across from her, noticing Ekaterina was slow to eat her food. “Eka, don’t tell me you're bummed out too…”
“Oh, what? Me? Um, no… uh… I… I just didn’t expect to be here like this.”
“Foresight is something you should work on,” Vexation pointed out. “Nothing is set in stone, therefore one must be ready to deal with whatever life puts before them. We could have died or we could have had a change of heart had we won. Furthermore, another thing to keep in mind is how you deal with these issues. Actions mean everything…”
“Vex, were you one of my people?” Dragoslava cut in. “Because that sounds like something my dad or the king would say”
“I couldn’t say. My memories are incredibly hazy…”
Vlastimir had been sitting next to Ekaterina, the four unaware he had been listening in. “Hey, Ekaterina?”
She was startled. “Vlastimir! Don’t do that!”
He laughed. “Can we go out on a date when we get back?”
“Excuse me? Why?” Ekaterina received no response, just a patient silence. “Um, sure?”
“Thank you very much! You’ll have to bare with me though, as I’m a bit off my rocker, ha!”
Ekaterina then looked over to Vexation, who was giving her a look that reiterated his previous point. “Right, right… Very well, Vlastimir. I do expect a fancy dinner… and for you to tell me about yourself.”
This made Vlastimir smile and be super giddy. “Will do, will do, will absolutely do!”
It turned out that the others had also been listening in and were giggling and chuckling. This led to Ekaterina turning red with embarrassment. Aside from that, the rest of the feast went well. Near the end, Leif was becoming more luminous, signaling it was time for him to get going. The Unspeaker got up from his chair and began making the final preparations. The skies were cleared, the wind was settled, and the city was made neat and tidy. Everything was ready to go for The Dragon of Old.
Leif looked at the stars, then to the group. “Blood-Wraith, Dragoslava, Desislav, Tusk, Vlastimir? It has truly been an amazing journey with you all. Deimos and I can’t even begin to thank you enough for all the help that you have given us” he stated with pride.
“Each of you have gone above and beyond in assisting us,” Deimos added. “Make no mistake about it, your deeds will be remembered for all of eternity.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go, Leif,” Blood-Wraith stated. “It feels like we just met you. Will we ever see you again?”
“I have no doubt about it. Goodbyes aren’t forever after all.”
“It sucks you won’t be able to show up for Kresimira’s wedding…” Dragoslava pointed out.
“I know. Don’t worry, I’ll find a way regardless.”
“I have to agree with Blood,” said Desislav. “It really does feel like time just flew right past us.”
Tusk nodded. “Agreed. And Leif? It is an honor to witness your return to The Ennead.”
“No matter what happens, I will never forget any of you…” At this point Leif was glowing brilliantly as the group felt tears beginning to well up in their eyes. “I guess it’s finally time. Goodbye, everyone. May we meet again someday…”
Leif took off into the sky, shining intensely amongst the stars. What looked like stardust emanated from him as he flew away. Refusing to leave his friend alone in his final moments, Blood-Wraith turned into Golden Dragon and soared after him. He also wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. This made Leif shed a tear as he saw this. The two dragons traveled a great distance until Leif vanished in a spectacular flash of light. He had finally returned to God.
So many things rushed through the old dragon’s head as he traversed a sea of light and warmth. Were the others going to be alright without him? Would Deimos need any help in the future? Was the Iron City going to be safe? The anxiety was incredible until something had finally calmed him. A giant, glowing being embraced him with open arms, which allowed a tranquility to quell Leif’s fears. He was finally home. Some time passed afterwards where he rested until one day when things had gone inexplicably dark. This was followed by a blinding light and the sounds of familiar voices. He laughed, happy beyond words.
Upon returning to the others, Blood-Wraith cried in his sister’s arms. Losing a friend like that was overwhelming for him. Eventually he calmed down, with the others reassuring him everything was going to be alright. That is not to say they were all not sad themselves. The departure was sorrowful and tragic, yet beautiful and comforting. At the end of the day they were happy to see that Leif was finally at peace. Knowing that made it easier for all of them to move on.
“Alright, let’s go home…” Blood-Wraith conceded with one last sniffle. “How do we get home?”
The Unspeaker clapped “Ah-ha! Normally I’d send you back to The Iron City, free of charge. Alas, someone is making their way to the Basalt Monolith Forest, a certain duke of yours…” he elaborated.
Dragoslava felt her happiness come back in full force. “Oh my, Blood! Dad came looking for us!” She exclaimed as she swung her brother around. “THAT MEANS BACK HOME IS SAFE, HAHA!”
“Wait, I get to meet dad?”
“Yes yes yes, that too!”
Desislav got a little nervous. “Oh boy, I hope I’m ready for this…”
“Don’t worry, big guy. I’m sure he’ll like you” Dragoslava replied.
Deimos cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. “Everybody? Unfortunately I have some loose ends to tie up, so I won’t be heading back just yet. Plus I need to spend some time with my son. I promise that I won’t be long and that I’ll check in whenever I can.”
Tusk smiled. “Well don’t stay away for too long. I’m sure dad wants to meet you and… I FORGOT TO ASK WHERE MOM IS!” Everyone could not help but laugh, feeling bad for Tusk.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go get her,” Blood-Wraith assured him. “Is she at the Magician’s Labyrinth like my mom is?” he inquired.
“Yeah. Are you sure you want to…?”
“Awesome! I just may need to get ready first…”
“Thank you, Blood-Wraith.”
The Unspeaker looked at his watch. “Well just look at the time: Best not keep his grace waiting…” He opened a portal that led to the entrance of the forest. Once all the farewells were said, the group entered the portal and left The Dark Grand Desert.
Deimos took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. “My goodness, that was something else… and I still have work to do afterwards…”
“Ain’t no rest for the wicked, right Deimos?” The Screaming God asked.
“Pretty much. I’m also concerned about Blood-Wraith, truth be told.”
The three began walking. The Unspeaker had a hunch he knew what was up. “It’s the ULTRAMagic Guild, isn’t it? Ultimatum has entered the Unlight after all.”
“Indeed. I have no fear in regards to Dunja and Milosh. Their plans have failed and Englehart will deal with them in due time. It’s Valerie Ter Avest I’m worried about…”
“What about Morrigan Devilfay and Eliza-Rex?” The Screaming God added.
“Eloise, son. Her name is Eloise at the moment” The Unspeaker clarified.
Deimos groaned. “Them too… Will Blood be able to deal with all of that?”
“I wouldn’t worry, Deimos. He proved incredibly resilient against Vlad. Plus he’ll have the guild by his side” The Unspeaker replied. Despite his knowledge, even he was not fully sure himself. Still, he spoke with confidence in his voice. “I’m surprised we haven’t mentioned Vlad IV…”
“...Uh-huh, yeah. I was just about to bring that up. What were you thinking?” Deimos glared at The Unspeaker who remained silent.
“What’s… what’s the matter?” The Screaming God asked.
“Scream, let me clue you in on a small little detail: Vlastimir wasn’t supposed to be here. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to be in The Unlight in the first place, let alone exist. He was a complete and utter anomaly I had to plan and work around. Funny how his birth is tied to my actions…”
The Unspeaker thought about what he was going to say next. “I suppose it’s best that I don't mention his ties to a certain Primordial…”
“OH BOY, DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT MESS!” Deimos rubbed his temples. “Why does The Nightmare of Old have to be so chaotic? Who thought legion primordials were a good idea?”
The Screaming God was confused. “Wait, didn’t mom say they all reincarnated… aside from the outliers?”
“It appears one of them was definitely reborn, no thanks to that troublemaking Monolith of Old. I’ll just have to deal with it as it pops up. I’m not too worried, just concerned for the ramifications” Deimos explained. “Don’t worry, Scream: This shouldn’t have any serious effect on the Cosmos… I hope.”
“So what do you plan to do about the ULTRAMagic Guild?” The Unspeaker inquired, wanting to shift the conversation back to where they had started.
“Honestly? I’ll join them when the time comes and provide as much help and guidance as I can. What else can I do?”
“Well there you go. And honestly I think you’ll get along well with them…”
Deimos gave The Unspeaker another look. “Jeez, what are you? My dad?”
“Ha, no. Just trying my best to look at the bright side…” He checked his watch. “By the way, I do believe your son is waiting for you.”
“Yup, time to get moving…”
“Good luck to you, Deimos” The Screaming God concluded. “I hope everything goes well for you”
“Thanks, kid. Well, here goes nothing.” Deimos opened his own portal and stepped out onto Darkness. He certainly had a lot of work ahead of him. Thankfully he would have his son by his side to keep him company.
To be continued…
Next: Interlude
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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“Still bothered by Leif having to reincarnate, Blood?” Dragoslava asked as she ate her sundae.
“Yeah… it still bites.”
“Well hey, don’t worry about it too much. I know how you feel. At least he’s going out on his own terms.”
Blood-Wraith looked over to the others, seeing Leif and Deimos happily recounting their past. “I suppose you’re right, sister.”
Dragoslava glanced across from her, noticing Ekaterina was slow to eat her food. “Eka, don’t tell me you're bummed out too…”
“Oh, what? Me? Um, no… uh… I… I just didn’t expect to be here like this.”
“Foresight is something you should work on,” Vexation pointed out. “Nothing is set in stone, therefore one must be ready to deal with whatever life puts before them. We could have died or we could have had a change of heart had we won. Furthermore, another thing to keep in mind is how you deal with these issues. Actions mean everything…”
“Vex, were you one of my people?” Dragoslava cut in. “Because that sounds like something my dad or the king would say”
“I couldn’t say. My memories are incredibly hazy…”
Vlastimir had been sitting next to Ekaterina, the four unaware he had been listening in. “Hey, Ekaterina?”
She was startled. “Vlastimir! Don’t do that!”
He laughed. “Can we go out on a date when we get back?”
“Excuse me? Why?” Ekaterina received no response, just a patient silence. “Um, sure?”
“Thank you very much! You’ll have to bare with me though, as I’m a bit off my rocker, ha!”
Ekaterina then looked over to Vexation, who was giving her a look that reiterated his previous point. “Right, right… Very well, Vlastimir. I do expect a fancy dinner… and for you to tell me about yourself.”
This made Vlastimir smile and be super giddy. “Will do, will do, will absolutely do!”
It turned out that the others had also been listening in and were giggling and chuckling. This led to Ekaterina turning red with embarrassment. Aside from that, the rest of the feast went well. Near the end, Leif was becoming more luminous, signaling it was time for him to get going. The Unspeaker got up from his chair and began making the final preparations. The skies were cleared, the wind was settled, and the city was made neat and tidy. Everything was ready to go for The Dragon of Old.
Leif looked at the stars, then to the group. “Blood-Wraith, Dragoslava, Desislav, Tusk, Vlastimir? It has truly been an amazing journey with you all. Deimos and I can’t even begin to thank you enough for all the help that you have given us” he stated with pride.
“Each of you have gone above and beyond in assisting us,” Deimos added. “Make no mistake about it, your deeds will be remembered for all of eternity.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go, Leif,” Blood-Wraith stated. “It feels like we just met you. Will we ever see you again?”
“I have no doubt about it. Goodbyes aren’t forever after all.”
“It sucks you won’t be able to show up for Kresimira’s wedding…” Dragoslava pointed out.
“I know. Don’t worry, I’ll find a way regardless.”
“I have to agree with Blood,” said Desislav. “It really does feel like time just flew right past us.”
Tusk nodded. “Agreed. And Leif? It is an honor to witness your return to The Ennead.”
“No matter what happens, I will never forget any of you…” At this point Leif was glowing brilliantly as the group felt tears beginning to well up in their eyes. “I guess it’s finally time. Goodbye, everyone. May we meet again someday…”
Leif took off into the sky, shining intensely amongst the stars. What looked like stardust emanated from him as he flew away. Refusing to leave his friend alone in his final moments, Blood-Wraith turned into Golden Dragon and soared after him. He also wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. This made Leif shed a tear as he saw this. The two dragons traveled a great distance until Leif vanished in a spectacular flash of light. He had finally returned to God.
So many things rushed through the old dragon’s head as he traversed a sea of light and warmth. Were the others going to be alright without him? Would Deimos need any help in the future? Was the Iron City going to be safe? The anxiety was incredible until something had finally calmed him. A giant, glowing being embraced him with open arms, which allowed a tranquility to quell Leif’s fears. He was finally home. Some time passed afterwards where he rested until one day when things had gone inexplicably dark. This was followed by a blinding light and the sounds of familiar voices. He laughed, happy beyond words.
Upon returning to the others, Blood-Wraith cried in his sister’s arms. Losing a friend like that was overwhelming for him. Eventually he calmed down, with the others reassuring him everything was going to be alright. That is not to say they were all not sad themselves. The departure was sorrowful and tragic, yet beautiful and comforting. At the end of the day they were happy to see that Leif was finally at peace. Knowing that made it easier for all of them to move on.
“Alright, let’s go home…” Blood-Wraith conceded with one last sniffle. “How do we get home?”
The Unspeaker clapped “Ah-ha! Normally I’d send you back to The Iron City, free of charge. Alas, someone is making their way to the Basalt Monolith Forest, a certain duke of yours…” he elaborated.
Dragoslava felt her happiness come back in full force. “Oh my, Blood! Dad came looking for us!” She exclaimed as she swung her brother around. “THAT MEANS BACK HOME IS SAFE, HAHA!”
“Wait, I get to meet dad?”
“Yes yes yes, that too!”
Desislav got a little nervous. “Oh boy, I hope I’m ready for this…”
“Don’t worry, big guy. I’m sure he’ll like you” Dragoslava replied.
Deimos cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. “Everybody? Unfortunately I have some loose ends to tie up, so I won’t be heading back just yet. Plus I need to spend some time with my son. I promise that I won’t be long and that I’ll check in whenever I can.”
Tusk smiled. “Well don’t stay away for too long. I’m sure dad wants to meet you and… I FORGOT TO ASK WHERE MOM IS!” Everyone could not help but laugh, feeling bad for Tusk.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go get her,” Blood-Wraith assured him. “Is she at the Magician’s Labyrinth like my mom is?” he inquired.
“Yeah. Are you sure you want to…?”
“Awesome! I just may need to get ready first…”
“Thank you, Blood-Wraith.”
The Unspeaker looked at his watch. “Well just look at the time: Best not keep his grace waiting…” He opened a portal that led to the entrance of the forest. Once all the farewells were said, the group entered the portal and left The Dark Grand Desert.
Deimos took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. “My goodness, that was something else… and I still have work to do afterwards…”
“Ain’t no rest for the wicked, right Deimos?” The Screaming God asked.
“Pretty much. I’m also concerned about Blood-Wraith, truth be told.”
The three began walking. The Unspeaker had a hunch he knew what was up. “It’s the ULTRAMagic Guild, isn’t it? Ultimatum has entered the Unlight after all.”
“Indeed. I have no fear in regards to Dunja and Milosh. Their plans have failed and Englehart will deal with them in due time. It’s Valerie Ter Avest I’m worried about…”
“What about Morrigan Devilfay and Eliza-Rex?” The Screaming God added.
“Eloise, son. Her name is Eloise at the moment” The Unspeaker clarified.
Deimos groaned. “Them too… Will Blood be able to deal with all of that?”
“I wouldn’t worry, Deimos. He proved incredibly resilient against Vlad. Plus he’ll have the guild by his side” The Unspeaker replied. Despite his knowledge, even he was not fully sure himself. Still, he spoke with confidence in his voice. “I’m surprised we haven’t mentioned Vlad IV…”
“...Uh-huh, yeah. I was just about to bring that up. What were you thinking?” Deimos glared at The Unspeaker who remained silent.
“What’s… what’s the matter?” The Screaming God asked.
“Scream, let me clue you in on a small little detail: Vlastimir wasn’t supposed to be here. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to be in The Unlight in the first place, let alone exist. He was a complete and utter anomaly I had to plan and work around. Funny how his birth is tied to my actions…”
The Unspeaker thought about what he was going to say next. “I suppose it’s best that I don't mention his ties to a certain Primordial…”
“OH BOY, DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT MESS!” Deimos rubbed his temples. “Why does The Nightmare of Old have to be so chaotic? Who thought legion primordials were a good idea?”
The Screaming God was confused. “Wait, didn’t mom say they all reincarnated… aside from the outliers?”
“It appears one of them was definitely reborn, no thanks to that troublemaking Monolith of Old. I’ll just have to deal with it as it pops up. I’m not too worried, just concerned for the ramifications” Deimos explained. “Don’t worry, Scream: This shouldn’t have any serious effect on the Cosmos… I hope.”
“So what do you plan to do about the ULTRAMagic Guild?” The Unspeaker inquired, wanting to shift the conversation back to where they had started.
“Honestly? I’ll join them when the time comes and provide as much help and guidance as I can. What else can I do?”
“Well there you go. And honestly I think you’ll get along well with them…”
Deimos gave The Unspeaker another look. “Jeez, what are you? My dad?”
“Ha, no. Just trying my best to look at the bright side…” He checked his watch. “By the way, I do believe your son is waiting for you.”
“Yup, time to get moving…”
“Good luck to you, Deimos” The Screaming God concluded. “I hope everything goes well for you”
“Thanks, kid. Well, here goes nothing.” Deimos opened his own portal and stepped out onto Darkness. He certainly had a lot of work ahead of him. Thankfully he would have his son by his side to keep him company.
To be continued…
Next: Interlude
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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