Lux
Hoggdin’s evaluation stung; I didn’t think he was wrong though. According to Hoggdin, I needed a change in environment and an adjusted training regimen. I wanted to be able to wipe that smug smile of Nil’s off his face. Even with the insights Hoggdin gave me, just one
“How can I do better?” I asked Hoggdin. Hoggdin chuckled.
“Drinking from the well of bitterness I see.” Hoggdin quipped as he leaned against his arm with a yawn.
“I hate losing.” I snapped. Hoggdin scratched his chin a bit as he thought over his answer.
“Strength and power are not obtained without sacrifice and effort young one. You are not going to suddenly close the gap Nil created no matter how much you want to. Krahinn might be a jerk, but his
“Why can’t you give me insight too?” I grumbled. His help would be so nice.
“I am helping. As much as I want, I cannot show favoritism or help to any single
“But, if I’m a guest, what does it matter if you help me?” I pouted. Hoggdin gave me a pitying stare that made the feeling even worse.
“Fair point, but I am stretching the rules for guests enough. A ruler must lead by example, and I have never been a fan of a rule for thee not for me. It is my duty to uphold the rules of Phestia and be the ruler they need me to be. I would love to make an exception given the Void King is involved, but that would be abusing my position. The safety of the three of you while you grow is more important than my help. If I push the rules, there are beings on Phestia strong enough to make sure I pay for it. As it stands, they should be understanding of my guests and not press the issue.” Hoggdin lectured softly.
“But. We could get rid of him.” I tried. It felt so pathetic; I hated it.
“Lux, as much as I hate to say it, I cannot see the way to win against him. You should learn more from those that can hope and envision victory, not someone like me. This is the most I can do while being helpful. I do not have much time left, so all I can do is help the next generation begin to sprout; a farmer cannot favor one sprout over the entire field. Even if my personal grudge eats me alive inside, I will do my duty first as it is all I have left.” Hoggdin confessed. His face looked like I felt for a moment.
“Why can Krahinn see it then?” I checked. Nil gets better help again; it’s not fair.
“Because Krahinn is utterly obsessed with killing him. Krahinn will pay any price necessary, stoop to any level, and do whatever it takes to kill the Void King. His sole goal in life for the last millennia has been to make sure the Void King dies. His revenge is all he has; my grudge against the Void King pales in comparison to Krahinn’s.” Hoggdin told me. Ipnerslei was emitting this kind of awkward feeling as she stood there.
“Lux, we are trying our bests to help you. You are not as far behind Nil as you think, as you can train and grow much more than he can. You are so used to being near each other and growing together that now there is a gap, it feels suffocating. It’s why you really should go to Phestia, to grow on your own. You’ll be surprised at how far you grow and climb once you have had the chance to. His help isn’t better, it’s just suited to him. We are trying to get you somewhere suited to helping you.” Ipnerslei added, still shifting awkwardly. Her words made me feel a bit better.
“Why are you shifting then?” I pointed out. She’s just trying to cheer me up, isn’t she?
“Because I’ve tried to get Krahinn to have something other than his revenge. No matter what I did, he was too obsessed to let it go. Krahinn loved his brother, and he made a promise that he’d avenge him or die trying. For better or worse, Krahinn always keeps his word. To that end, he has meticulously plotted his vengeance.” Ipnerslei explained with a sigh.
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“I kind of understand what has been happening, but what is the Void King’s obsession with Nil? What is Krahinn’s obsession with the Void King? I can piece some of it together, but two of the entities involved seem so motivated it is hard to grasp what could possibly drive them to such an extreme.” Orga interjected, looking a bit confused.
“Nil is the next in a long line of individuals that are a remnant of the Void King’s past. The Void King made a
“On the bright side Lux, should you survive, you’ll get to live your life being hailed as a hero with a legacy that will last an eternity.” Hoggdin pointed out, clearly wanting to change the subject.
“I understand what you’ve said so far. What I don’t get is, what drove the Void King to make such a
“Do you know what happens if you wound someone, and then heal it with
“You heal the wound. I don’t see your point.” Orga answered, looking at Ipnerslei with a confused expression.
“I guess this information or fact is a little less known about healing
“It permanently becomes their new normal, doesn’t it?” Orga checked while looking revolted.
“It does. It is possible to revert back to the previous state if you can reinjure and heal it quickly enough, but if you repeatedly wound and intentionally heal the injury further from the original state, it eventually becomes impossible to undo.
“I have a good enough guess. His reaction still seems extreme.” Orga stated while she was looking a bit ill.
“There’s a reason Krahinn was branded the Great Blasphemer rather than executed for his crimes. I cannot say more than that.” Ipnerslei told Orga.
“Let us talk about a less dreary subject please. Also, you have completely lost Lux.” Hoggdin ordered with his voice sounded a bit off as well.
“Can we talk about Phestia?” I requested. I kind of was curious what it was like. I'd also be able to follow the explanation.
“What do you want to know?” Hoggdin checked with a smile.
“What is it like? How does it compare to Tenebrae?” I clarified. Hoggdin laughed a bit at that.
“They are quite different from each other. You definitely won’t find as many buildings on Phestia as on Tenebrae. We also tend to be a bit more open to the sky in the few we build. Side note on that subject, do not damage any buildings while on Phestia. It is incredibly difficult to damage one, but the price for doing so is immense. You will be with me in the Regius Region, which at its hottest is still colder than here currently. The naming convention is fairly straight forward as most things are named what they are. Beings across the board are more spiritual than you will find here.” Hoggdin began, thinking a little after each sentence.
“What do you mean by more spiritual?” Orga blurted out. Hoggdin looked at her, looking a bit annoyed that she spoke when he was thinking over what else to say.
“I’d like to know too.” I added on to cover for her. Hoggdin gave me a knowing gaze as a small light went off in his head.
“Why do you think we are called
“I don’t know.” I confessed softly, looking away from him.
“That’s fine, you’re a kid. How about you, Orga?” Hoggdin challenged with a mischievous tone.
“Because
“Then how can we have children?” Hoggdin tested. He had this odd glint in his eyes as Orga looked stumped.
“I do not know; I just know the term comes from the Lords. It’s origin and facets are left up to much debate.” Orga stated with a sigh.
“Why are we called
“Because we are ethereal beings that solidify ourselves with
“You are not able to properly transition between the two. That is more of a half step.” Hoggdin informed me in a very controlled tone.
“How do I do it?” I probed immediately. What was it like?
“I guess this can land in the realm of insights of being a