Flying on, I was awfully quiet. I was happy that I learned about four people's opinion on me but not more.

“Wynne, you seem quiet, is something wrong?” Grandfather asked politely.

“Just my dream, nothing special.” I said, still pondering the others' opinions.

“Ah, what happened in your dream?” Grandfather asked.

“Not much, well, it was not exactly a dream.” I said.

“What do you mean? You were asleep, you must have been dreaming.” Grandfather said, confused.

“Well, Drizelene explained it. Drizelene and Xujun worked together to put me in a dream that happened in real life. It was my funeral.” I said, explaining.

“Oh! Why?” Grandfather asked.

“Well, they wanted me to know what others thought of me to give me motivation. I only heard my cousins and siblings' opinions on me though.” I said, thinking back to it.

“Well, what do they think?” Grandfather asked.

“The two eldest of all six of us cared about me. Zimzijes and Hethmia did not. They always seemed distant to me anyways.” I said, unfazed by their reaction to my death.

“Ah, what about Rhishun?” Grandfather asked.

“I had not heard their opinion on me. They went with their parents.” I said.

“Ah, well, to be completely honest, Zimzijes was always the bratty kid. Thankfully they're only your cousin. Hethmia will be proven wrong, I can feel it.” Grandfather said.

“Heh, you know what to do to make me feel better. When you are not being rude that is.” I said, smiling.

“Oh please, I am always the nicest person!” Grandfather said, chuckling under their breath.

As the day passed once more, islands flew away, not peaking interest. Once nightfall had come, something that did not seem like an island was where I needed to land.

“Grandfather!” I said, panicked.

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“What?” Grandfather asked me in a panicked tone.

“What… What is that thing?” I asked.

“I have no idea, it does not look like a temple so what is it?” Grandfather asked no one in particular.

“I do not know. Wait, it says… Trial of the Gods. What does that mean?” I was very confused.

“What it says, it is a chamber to test… your ability to harness a punished being?! Wait a minute, look above! That is the temple!” Grandfather said.

“I think they set these up since by going into the large temple, you risk death. I suppose Qhoone set this up. They probably did it to be safe.” I said, as the large building approached us.

“You're most likely right. Well, I have full faith in our ability to overcome this challenge! As it is the second last step to saving your mother.” Grandfather said confidently.

As we landed, I noticed how most of the gods who are level headed were engraved on the outside wall. Qhoone, goddess of peace. Pax, goddess of time and Zolvzolt, god of forgiveness were the largest of them all. I did not bother to look any closer, as I had to figure out a way to get myself in and do the trial. I noticed there was an engraving in the door, large enough to fit any human hand. That is odd though, what if another species decided to try and do the trial? Nonetheless, I decided to go ahead and put my hand in. It nicked the tip of my finger.

“Ow!” I yelped, jumping back.

“Are you okay?” Grandfather asked.

“Yeah, it nicked me though.” I said, frankly annoyed with it.

Before grandfather could speak. The door started moving, not open though. The literal Aikdaleite around the hand moved to form my name. Wynne Amari, as if it had identified me through my blood. Sort of creepy, but I suppose it was magic. Once it formed my name, it then proceeded to open the door, and I headed in. I was greeted by a wilderness. It was a forest except… no blue mushrooms? Before I could turn around to look back the door closed on me leaving me to survive or die.

“No turning back now I guess…” I said.

“That's a trial alright.” Grandfather said.

Before anything further, I checked my bag and realized I had only rotten food left. I was about to panic, then I realized that I could use it to coax animals out to hunt them.

“How long do trials last?” I asked.

“No clue, but we better get somewhere soon, I know this trial must be hard and-” Grandfather paused as a loud shrieking noise echoed throughout the trial area.

“What in the Ydart was that?!” I whispered.

“It cannot be your mother… Maybe a decoy celestial being you have to bring back to give you an understanding.” Grandfather said, their voice sort of shaky.

“Probably the work of Ixeuerer, they are close with Qhoone.” I said.

I used the cloak to lift myself into a tree, and the shriek came closer. I flew over the trees until I saw it. Much more terrifying than the last one. It was massive, one eye and several large wings. I flew down, although it had already seen me. I needed to eat before I tried to tame it tomorrow, since I also needed sleep. It shrieked again, and I flew so quickly it lost me. I found a little campsite. Looks like I was not the first one to try this. I found a skeleton nearby, and it looked like a goythlay bandit skeleton, which was odd, since they defy the ruling of gods.

“Grandfather, how strong are you?” I asked.

“Very, why?” Grandfather asked.

“I want you to take your staff and find out where the thing is, and tell me, so that I have a clear view of where I should hide and whether or not I should find a cave.” I said.

“Oh, smart, but you should not hide in a cave, but if the cave is big enough to fit the thing, do not hide in it,” Grandfather said.

“Obviously.” I said.

I decided to wait until grandfather got back since they had found the staff and went on their way to find the thing. It was boring, but I got to sort of understand the fake ecosystem. It was nearly identical to the one at home, so at least it was familiar. Grandfather had come back quite a bit later.

“It is far off from here, but I had not seen any caves, and it probably hunts during the night.” Grandfather said, handing the staff back to me.

“Alright, I suppose we better figure out where we are sleeping then.” I said, starting to walk the opposite direction from where grandfather had gone.

We kept walking, and yet no cave. I started to get awfully tired and decided that I needed to build a tree fort. I used the remaining energy of the cloak to do so, using the dead branches as the frame and the leaves as padding so I would sleep comfortably for my expedition tomorrow of “saving” the fake celestial being and trying to save my mother.