___Chapter 108

Sleeping here was impossible. I do not need sleep, but Snow did not have one shut eye herself. The place is eery even for our standards. The full stay we were awake and had different talks.

The Cultists are extremely courteous and have many things for us to hear and even made us a small feast for being here. While we are rather tired, we indulged in this for a while. The whole thing about what we need to do was not mentioned any more, as if we will figure it out ourselves.

What I am really doing right now is listening while trying to improve the Miasmic Filter I started in my Realm. The Room I made for Transportation into the former World is a perfect giant place for that huge endeavour in my Realm. Glad I made a Copy of my Castle out of bore… I mean necessity. Everything they had written is true, the whole thing might seriously work, if I did not make some dumb mistake. Hopefully I can use the whole System in a few Weeks. I might even draw out the high Miasma below the Facility we explored before to keep going deeper.

“Right now we can not help you on your Quest any further, but we will in the Future, you can count on it.”

“As you already know about it, it should not be a surprise.”

“Ah, no we still could all die by the thing in the Crater. So, as long as you keep it from happening, we will help you.”

Yeah, right… That thing. I understand slowly what is going on, but it still scares me. If they would say, I would beat it, I would have goten content and the thing would kill me and maybe everything on this Planet. As long as I am being kept on my toes, I will win, but that would make me content again and all will be over. That thing just got Priority Number One on my List, right after we got back.

“There is one thing we would like you to do, if you will hear us out traveller.”

“And that is?”

The Elder waves his hand and two People came forth.

“This is Baa, and this is Pho. As you can see Baa is a Goat Kin and Pho is a Ram Kin. Both were born here, but only saw specific Dreams. Dreams of their own rebirth into something… different. After that nothing. Those two are not chained like us, but led to be out of here.”

So those two are Immune to the full brunt of the Broken Temple. They want to go out?

“I can give them a place to live without worries, if you want.”

“That would be nice, but please hear out their wish, right after they got to your place. It will be nice for them to be free of their plight, as your chains are way gentler than ours.”

Ominous… To explain how ominous, someone would have to paint it on a wall… in Blood… with only splashed handprints… in a haunted Mansion… with…

STOP! I really need to get out of here, or I might scare myself to death!

“As the Sun is starting to rise, you should start your journey home. We might see each other again.”

Why not say we will or not, you already know that you old, lava lamp eyes having… ARGH!

“Snow, let us get going. Baa, Pho, welcome to our small party. I will hear you out at home, but right now we need to get out of here, as I feel like something a few Dimensions more having thing is not only watching, rather licking me over the back.”

“As you say. Let us go.”

“Thank you for your help.”

“I am Snow. Nice to meet you!”

Nice to make acquaintances Snow, but I want to get out of here right away!

…

The Way back was way more relaxed. Those two walk with us without complaint. They even start to open up about their plight a bit.

The Two are… Lovers. They always hold hands and never let go. Snow already likes them and talks about how nice it is to have company back home.

Back to the plight. They are both sadly sterile and were even born at the same time. Instead of their normal all seeing eyes, they know everything about each other. Strange, but seems, like they are connected somehow. Their reasoning is, they can be together forever with my help, but I do not think I am the only one, who could make that happen. They just need to marry, no?

Marriage should exist also in the Steppe, although no one wants to house one of those Cultists, I can understand, but the two are not even cursed to know everything or even their own death.

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If explained to the Bovines, there could be a chance they could live as foreign Members, no? I do not know how hard headed those Goat and Ram Tribes are though… no pun intended…

Otherwise the whole Travel was rather… Okay, there were attacks, but most have learned their lesson and kept a distance while not overstepping their boundary. They just… directed us in a wide roundabout, maybe because the Tribe is right now residing in that part of the Steppe.

…

“And you are completely sure? This is insane what you are asking!”

“I am sure.”

“Me too. It was destined.”

“Null, are you… really doing it?”

“To be honest I would rather not to, but it is their wish and… it might help me using more of Ava into Nemo, to stabilize the human Form even more…”

“But, then those two…”

“We will still be here Snow.”

“Yes, as Baa said. We are always here and can talk and play together with you.”

“Baa… Pho… You are crazy…”

“Why did I even think those two are more sane than those People in the Ruins…”

“Um, Null? Those are still our People as our Parents are under them.”

“...Sorry Pho. Still This is an insane ask.”

“We know, but it is the only thing we could see our whole life and otherwise we only knew how each other felt. It is our Destiny.”

“...Come with me.”

…

While the Vat is cooking I start to work on fine tuning the Absorber. Miasma goes in, filters into different forms and… yeah, and then what? The People never thought about much of it, and fed it to some specificity grown slabs of… Things. A kind of Homunculus creature for every kind of Miasma to turn it back. Horribly inefficient, as they were kept in sleep or better they could never wake up, as they did not have enough brain function for that.

My way is living Monsters. Better, but needs a larger amount, if I want to draw out all of the Miasma in the Facility. Oh, and Death Peak is also filled with metric tons of Crude Miasma Oil by those crazy Empire bastards.

If I realize it right the Western and Eastern Mountains were one in a prior time. The Fungi in the East is the Plague the Tilean stopped, but were smashed right afterwards.

Next on the List is the Fuel Cell from a small trinket I have bought. Snow has taken all toys working with them to her Play Room to test them out, but this one is… or was a metal saw.

The Cell is filled with an oily liquid. This liquid is made out of rather strange polymers holding an incredible charge of Mana in such a small space between them.

The Mana itself can not be removed but replaced. If it gets injected with Miasma from one side the Mana just evades it to the other. A simple Battery, but needs a spark to start. And if it is not contained everything inside gets the spark and reacts violently. Nemo did not get injured, luckily.

This all does not explain the phenomenon of Death Mountain. So there IS still something I do not know about this place. Better prepare Tinhead with the knowledge I can get out of this military Garbage we stole…

…

“Good Morning. You are up rather early. Are you alright?”

“Still… Working on my new form. How long did I sleep?”

Prime told me she woke up. It is already a year, but now she is back.

“You have slept for around a year. Right now we have the middle of Spring Leafy. Petal missed you.”

“Yeah, Petal. How is she? I… I hear the Flowers in the Maze sing, so she is alright, right?”

“Yeah, she is alright. Are you now hearing every Plant like Red could?”

“Yes, I can understand them so much clearer now.”

Leafy has changed rather extreme. Her Hair is now Red. Hanging right down until her hips and hiding her back completely. Seeing her back with my Mana sense shows a scale armour like pattern out of leafs. Those seem to be harder than steel, but I would not want to test it. They are also completely fused with her.

Skin is green. And I mean GREEN, while Red had a pale green she is a dark and healthy green of plants. Her eyes are black and she has vines running over her arms rolling around them like snakes seeking warmth. I bet she can unfurl and use them like a whip, as they are connected below the shoulder blades and look like extra limbs.

Her feet are brown. Not dirty, but fully made out of roots. She could just stand there and drink through them and eat nourishments I bet.

Red was a poser in front of her. She is a true Woodwalker… Whatever that even means.

“My Lord, the place is a bit… silent. Would you allow me to grow some trees in the places, where no one lives?”

“Sure. Just be careful, as I still have not taken all the Miasma out of the places.”

“I can now see different kinds of Miasma and Mana. Nothing to worry about, my Lord.”

“Good, but now better hurry to Petal. She missed you dearly.”

“That was my first goal, before you came and caught me.”

She wanted to go to her first? Rude! … Well to be honest understandable, they both are a Couple and should be together as much as they want.

…

What a Disaster… I never thought it would react this extreme, but now I understand why the Cultist gave me the runic Blueprints. The time was extremely slim between the finish of the place and the Entity starting to fight back.

I finally found the Entity. It is a gigantic crystalline Geode. It not only broke open but grew down there. The Second I touched it with my Presence it started to go into Attack mode.

While I thought it had just its measly Miasma at hand to create the Crater I was wrong… oh so wrong! Right now It beams Miasma out of the Crevice like a miasmic Geyser and I can barely keep up absorbing it!