Chapter Seventy Three, Newcomers.
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In the Hall of the Fifty Four...
Fifty three Vitarians surrounded Sirft, feeding energy into the pool of liquid that Sirft stood before.
Their hands were outstretched, and they twitched and groaned. Sirft stood motionless with an unwavering gaze. All those present had known that it took his all to even stand in this position.
Each movement for this god was world changing.
A step could spawn a hurricane. A blink could cause a flood.
Sirft was a walking disaster, and everyone knew that.
Him standing here before this pool was causing a raging storm within the world, but it was also not just his fault. All those around were pouring all of their energies into the construct, as well as Sirft himself.
The energies were corporeal, solidified and literally pouring itself into the water.
Beneath the water was a body, a construct of flesh, pale white like all those around. It was an infant, and as the energies entered the pool, it twitched more vigorously.
Quickly, the essences built up, and in a burst, everything exploded.
A flash of white light spread throughout the cavern, the "land" above them shivering.
Slowly, the light reeled back, and everyone gazed upon a new scene.
The liquids had disappeared, and instead the baby child was sat on his butt.
He looked around, glancing back and forth between all of the Vitarians.
Slowly, it's eyes landed upon Sirft, looking up and down.
"Pa..Pa..."
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Lokreum gave a nervous smile, drowning out most of the gibberish the woman before him was speaking. She rained question after question upon him, asking as much as humanly possible in the last twenty minutes.
Thinking of the time, his eyes flared for a moment. It had been twenty nine minutes.
He figured half an hour was long enough...
"It was nice meeting you Diana, however I think it's time for me to get going." He smiled, scooting back in his chair. Before she could really even react, Lokreum was standing, turning to walk out of the establishment. He had already paid, and given his thanks to the restaurant themselves.
"W-Wait! I... How will I see you again? There are more things I need to know!" She asked, nervously.
Lokreum could only smile as he walked, calling out from over his shoulder.
"Don't worry. I'll be back here soon." On that note, a bell attached to the door clanked, signifying Lokreum's exit, and left behind was a rather star struck woman.
Rather quickly, another woman came up to Diana, her hand resting on the lady's shoulder.
"Was he interesting or something?" The girl chuckled, sliding her way past the frozen Diana and tending to the dishes left at the table.
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Diana gulped, her hand slowly being brought up to her mouth. Her arm crossed, and her elbow rested upon it.
"There's something deeper... Are alchemists really that... carefree?" With a whisper, she once more took her seat.
Unfortunately for the establishment, she would sit there in thought for another half hour...
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Lokreum warped, appearing in stride on the stairs near the top of his pavilion.
"Alchemy will push forward the ages and throw humanity into a spiral." He noted. "They'll have some time to advance, and I feel that things will grow for a couple hundred years." He spoke.
A smile emerged on his face as he breached the horizon of the steps.
"With the Wu blood in her, Diana might push alchemy farther that I could imagine." His smile was beaming, brilliant with joy.
But that dropped rather quickly...
He was greeted with the sight of two entities standing before him, gazing past him into the rising sun.
Looking at them, he found his smile once more. Citemer and Julius always entertained him. The thought of two of his oldest creations persevering throughout the ages...
The human emotion within him found it... cute? If that is how it could be described.
But, just as quickly as his smile had dropped and found its luster again, it was gone once more.
He glanced upwards in the sky.
It seemed like his expressions would continue to fluctuate...
Just as quick as his smile had faded, it found luster again.
Two more existences breached the atmosphere, and the couple of gods before him quickly regained their light. They were out of it before, perhaps gazing across the earth.
But now, they were back, and their gaze quickly followed Lokreum's.
Julius frowned, scowled actually. His body shifted, and a hand raised.
The two entities closed in, and as Lokreum placed a foot into the pavilion, his smile beamed brighter than it was before.
"Oh how wonderful." He whispered.
Julius' raised hand exploded with a gust of wind, a blue ball of energy flying towards the incoming entities.
Lokreum noted it's strength, feeling that it was easily capable of shredding any existence beneath the nineteenth level.
In an instant, it exploded, leaving a massive cloud of smoke within the sky above them. It rained energy atop the mountain, and Julius slowly lowered his hand.
"More hostile than before I see." The two entities emerged from the smoke, the behemoth of a man in front, smiling widely at the three beneath him.
At this moment, Julius widened his eyes.
Before, the two had been masking themselves, and he simply did not care enough to willpower his way through their defenses. Eerily enough, despite the stronger one being two whole realms below him, he still had trouble pressuring him with his realm's authority.
Maybe it was because of old memories, or maybe it was just the aura he felt emanating from who was before him.
But...
Julius gulped.
The two stepped foot on the ground, and Lokreum found himself passing up the two human gods.
"It's been some time..." Lokreum spoke, his hand reaching out.
With a strong grip, the opposing entity greeted him. The two pulled each other in, a tight grasp being held.
"Work has consumed me Father, but I have freed up time to give to both you and this world." The two peeled back, and Lokreum glanced back at Julius.
He was rather stunned, but a smile was slowly forming on his face.
He stepped forward, Citemer staying back.
"How have things been in the Apocryphal Domain? Revenant."
Their hands met each other, sharing a firm shake.
This dark god had changed.
That was as clear as day.
Lokreum knew full well that the Apocryphal Domain was a group of infinite realities that all flowed under different times. Visually, Revenant had changed.
Perhaps it was the new Deified Laws giving him a new air?...
Frankly, despite being in the twentieth level, even Julius was feeling nervous.
The tribal hat on his head. The pale white skin, stitched together with the contrasting charcoal parts. His eyes were a deep blue, and his long white hair fell down his back. He even had two thick strands braided on the sides of his head.
He looked like the same ancient, but barbaric entity. But he felt a whole lot more limitless.
"The Apocryphal Domain has grown well. The primordial realities have become the core sector of the newfound Infinite Dynasty... All on my lonesome, without you upholding your side of the deal, I have conquered over three hundred realities." He smiled, turning back to the man behind him.
It was a clown...
His attire had changed, and he was far less... Eldritch.
He was now a true clown, equipped with a similar mask, and a dull red body suit. He wore pointed clown boots, and just looking at him, he seemed to fit the character of a clown. He had conjured a strange box to sit on, lazily resting his hand on his chin.
"I've split up the profits among us Eldrids and Tyr. As of now I'm the only one that has reached the eighteenth level." Revenant nodded, Julius finding his attention back on the dark god before him.
Lokreum watched the encounter with a smile.
It seems that there would be two characters joining them for a while!
Revenant and Jack were surely missed...
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