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50 - The Primordial 2

Universe - The Star Rings
Ring - 4th
Reality - Mortal Plane
Solar system - Origin
World - Vaustaris
Continent - Subcontinent (Zephyr Isles)
Main Continent Western Edge - Zephyrwood Outpost Territory
Village - Verdant Veil Forest


OZAI's POV


The forest I strolled through was a sprawling expanse of lush greenery that blanketed the landscape around. It was so beautiful. So entrancing. Looking at all this and knowing everything that lay across realities created a sense of appreciation for my mother's hard work.

Towering trees with broad canopies created a verdant canopy that filtered sunlight and cast dappled shadows onto the forest floor. The air was alive with the sounds of chirping creatures Akasha called birds, rustling leaves, and the occasional call of woodland creatures.

I could feel tingles in my feathers. The air and pure excitement. My eyes followed the trails and pathways that wound through the forest. "Should connect some locations or a place of living together." I had noted such pathways in the forest of the Divine realm.

I was calculating which way to go now or just if it was best to fly and find a habitat with actual living and many intelligent beings when a prompt appeared in my vision.







"That's different. Why is this different?"

"Trying new things." Akasha popped into existence next to him. "So, will you help?"

"Should I?"

"Well, there's the fact that you're the god of the mortal plains. Your mother would put this entire realm in your jurisdiction sooner or later. But the main question is, do you want to?"

I paused to think. Really think. I did want something to do. Something that mattered. Haero as Molliwag said would rule. Tora had Akasha to herself in ways the rest of us wouldn't. Freyr was, well, Freyr. Freyja was the only reasonable one of us all but even she had her crazed moments.

I had nothing. And it seemed Mother was going to give this to me.

"Ozai. Everyone was born or made for a purpose. It might not be ruling or being sovereign. But I assure you, all your purposes are more than necessary for this universe to survive. You believe that I made you for nothing. Or left you without attention. I assure you that is not so. All this, all of it is for you and your siblings."

She paused and floated back. "So decide."

I thought of it. "If nothing else, I should help because those are lives. Sentient ones too. Right?"

Akasha gave me a look and just nodded. I sighed. "Then I accept. How do I help?"

She smiled and twirled. "Alright, been playing with all this boxes thing and this is something I want an opinion on. Think of it like customer service. Hehehe."























"Should I choose which one I will use or..."

"It depends. In the case of your victim being aware you could offer them the option. For the Argonnes one is out and the other is still in distress. Showing a prompt to an Argos in battle is a good way to get him killed."

"So I should select for them?"

"Probably, for now. Next time make sure to let them choose. Mortals here and in that other place have this thing for being and losing control." She shivered visibly. "Alright, I'm watching how it all goes."

I quickly turned to my prompt to see how this would work or how to use it.

Moving to one and focusing on it, the prompt expanded and showcased two names below it.





"I can't use more than one, or on a single entity. Must be the same reason I can't use Divinity much in this mortal shell.

"Wait. These options are tailored to both and not each. Aeris is injured and Skyhorn isn't. Using one option for someone who doesn't need it seems useless."

"Hmmh. True." Akasha blinked. "Thanks for the review."

The prompt options changed.

































"Do I know where they are?" He asked. Then almost immediately, he could feel the presence of the two far to the Northeast. They were like dim golden hues through the forest. Several red-like hues surrounded them. I could see that one of the hoes was on the ground and its light was faint.

"I could just fly there fast and heal him before using a blessing to aid him."

"Loophole. I guess it could always be an extra doable option. I'll let it stay for gods that want such."

With a smirk, Ozai's wings spread out. Filling it with divinity, the wings glowed bright right before he flapped. The snap of wind against his wings and ground was like the crack of thunder. He vanished in a blast of wind shooting through the sky.



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SKYHORN'S POV

"Aerondam. Aerondam. Aerondam." I mentally cursed as I swung around. The scouts had thinned down their attacks, fortunately, but it didn't do anything to stop their attacks. Standing back, they pelted me with arrows and also showed intelligence by firing at Aeris to distract me.

Aeris lay there bloodied and his wings crooked. The forest grass and soil below him were soaked in red.

I needed to get him to safety, but the scouts were not letting me get away with him. I wasn't leaving him, and that was certain. I was bloodied as well but nothing like Aeris. An Argos' pride was his wings and an Argns' pride was her wings. Just as it too was our greatest weakness.

I panted, exhausted. My vision swam from the small amount of cuts and arrow stabs leaking blood. "I...can't...". I stumbled backward and fell to a knee, my hands shaking.

My wings, golden and black, dropped down and embraced me in an instinctive protection. My mind went to the villages. No one knew why the scouts had kept us here for this reason. Sure, the Skyshriek would have warned them, but without more concrete information, they wouldn't know what hit them.

"We're not warriors."

"We're not... warriors."

A sound like an arrow but louder came from above. I raised my head in curiosity. The red ones followed too. All eyes above and I saw it. We saw it. A red streak of gold, white, and red flashed through the sky like a...

"Is'teh'azit." A comet. One that curved right above us and then shot down. My eyes widened. That's if the red ones did as well. The streak shot down growing from a thin speck to a large one. I saw wings unfurling as I tried to get away.

"Aeris!" Alarmed, I rushed for him. Throwing my body over his and spreading my wings on him, I covered us as best as I could.

BOOOOMM!!!!

The ground shook, hot air raced past me, and my wings shivered at the force it felt.

Then, to my greatest disbelief, I saw it. Something rumored and spoken of as Aerondir's secret to power. Words.




































The Blessing of Strength transforms Skyhorn Skyshriek into a mighty warrior, capable of confronting any challenge with valor and determination and ensuring the safety and protection of his comrades in the face of adversity. When facing untold odds, Skyhorn Skyshriek gains increased rewards for fighting, helping, or winning.

My attention was drawn away from the test as I felt a sensation, unlike anything I knew rush through me. My muscles, my bones, and my body all felt better, lighter, and filled with more energy. My wounds weren't healed, but my mind seemed to lock them away.

I looked up, curious to know what had landed that brought this as well. There in front of me, facing a crowd of petrified and shocked Red Ones, was an Argonne.

'No, not an Argonne. The Argonne.' He was huge and tall. Easily 7ft and higher. His muscles were not bloated but lean and powerful. His eyes shone like white pools of light. His wings.

'Aerodam those wings.' They were what all men wanted, huge and wide. The perfect tool. What all women wanted in wings. Various colored feathers littered them and filled his very head. He tilted his face slightly to the side and locked those eyes on me with a side glance.

"Wake your friend!" He spoke, his voice normal yet bearing an undertone of power that shook me to my very bones. I turned to Aeris, more to look away from this perfection of an Argo than to wake him. I froze as I noticed my friend snoring softly.

His body was healed. His Argannen fixed and straight. "Aeris! Wake up! Aeris! Wake up, Aeris!" I shook him. His eyes opened, and I could see something there. His formerly dull and common brown hue was now bright and gray.

Were my eyes the same?

"What happened?" He sat up, then froze as his eyes caught what was behind me.

"Yeah. That happened!"

The Argonne was yet to move. His figure stood perfectly still as he moved his eyes from one goblin to the other. The Red Ones remained unmoving, he too remained unmoving.

When Aeris and I got to our feet, his head turned slightly a single eye locking on us. His beak moved and we heard his voice. "Return to your village, warn them." The moment his last words reached our ears, he moved.

In his hands was a Yotke, Aeris' Yotke. A goblin lost its head as the Yotke passed through its neck. Another was impaled, and a third halved. The next tried attacking back, but the Argonne simply ducked his strike and backhanded the goblin.

He stopped and looked at us. "Your village is under attack. Go!"

Aeris and I shared a glance, and without any more hesitation, we both dashed off and took to the skies. It was strange and different flying with the blessing. My flaps were more powerful, and I made more distance with each flap than before. It was so great that it was massive and noticeable.

While Aeris didn't have the same improvement, it was clear that his flight had also changed and that he was quite better at it.


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