Chapter 76: Guaranteed Annihilation

Chapter 76: Guaranteed Annihilation

Janak, Vir said blankly, addressing the glowing man who stood ten paces tall. White was the word that best described him. From his hair to his long white beard, his flowing white robe with blue-white patterns, he shone like a sun to Virs eyes and Prana Vision alike. As in the god from the myths?

Myths, Janak said with a chuckle, but there was no happiness in his eyes. Only tragedy. Yes. I am one and the same.

Of all the sermons Apramor had ever given, Vir valued Janaks story the most. A mortal who had ascended to divinity. Whod triumphed against all odds. And here he was, meeting this god in person

Vir took a knee.

Rise, Ekavir, seventh of your line. Janak died millennia ago, the glowing man said, striding up to him. Along with the rest of his kind.

Apologies, sir, but how do you know my name? Vir asked before realizing he was talking to a living god. Of course hed know his name.

I know much about you. I have observed you since you arrived at Daha.

Observed? From where? He hadnt felt like anyone was spying on him. Unless

Comprehension dawned upon Vir. From the Vimana.

Indeed. The man offered his hand, which Vir reverently took but found that his hand passed right through.

This body is not of flesh and blood. I am merely a faded echo of an age long forgotten. An avatar. But even still, this meeting is both risky and fortuitous. Our time is short so I must be brief. Tell me, how did you reach this place?

I honestly dont know, sir, Vir replied, averting his eyes. I messed up an ability of mine and found myself in a cavern. Then I just followed the prana, which led me here.

Coincidence? Janak said, stroking his beard. Nay. It must be their influence. But do they hope to aid or hamper?

Sir, I dont understand. Of whom do you speak? Vir asked. He didnt rightly know how to address the avatar of Janak; while he claimed not to be a god, the entity before him was at least related to the god. He deserved Virs immense respect.

There are those in this world who seek to shape the threads of destiny. Beings who predate even my people. Fateweavers, of a sort, Janak replied. But our time is limited and there are more important matters to discuss. Come, walk with me.

Why? Whats the matter? Vir asked, following slightly behind the god.

Beasts lurk in these depths. Ones that survive and thrive off prana. And you have just lit a prana beacon, he said, pointing up at the city around them. Ordinarily, such a thing would be impossible. But you are special. You are related to my people in a way that no other living being is. The outpost of Valaka Amara opened itself to you, and you alone.

Outpost. Not a city, Vir reminded himself. It was small, but it was still the most dazzling sight Vir had ever seen. And special to his people? Vir was giddy to badger the man, but he didn't want to interrupt him. No doubt, the answers were forthcoming.

Listen to me, Ekavir. You must seek the Ashen Realm. No doubt your prior incarnations have advised you as such already?

T-they have, Vir replied. So theyre not demons then? Ekanai and Shardul.

Demons, yes. But not the sort you are imagining. Broken shards of identity, lost to time. Be careful. They mean well, but may pose a danger to you if managed improperly.

Ive seen that.

If Ekanais voice in his head was just a shard of the person hed once been, then his manic obsession with killing Maiya made a bit more sense.

Janaks words confirmed the suspicions hed had for so long, but could never prove. Theyve been threatening me to head there. But to enter the Ashen Realm is suicide.

Suicide for humans. Not you.

When they reached something akin to a central square, Janak swept his arm, causing an enormous image to appear in midair. An image of black volcanoes, thunderclouds, and ash-dyed wastes.

Vir jerked back, nearly falling over. It was like a painting the size of a house, and yet

Its like you? Vir asked, running his hand through the floating image.

Janak nodded. This... is the Ashen Realm.

The painting moved. It showed volcanoes erupting, lightning strikes flaring before dying away, only to be replaced by a dozen more. Thousands of vicious-looking raptors skittered across the landscape, while enormous flying beasts blotted out what little light made it through the thick thunderclouds.

It was a glimpse into another world. A world of nightmare and horror.

And this, Janak said, is Mahdi. The once-capital city of my people.

The scene shifted to show a city? But it was unlike any Vir had seen before. Hundreds upon hundreds of pitch-black spires pierced the sky as lightning struck them relentlessly. It looked less like a city and more like a mausoleum.

At Mahdi, you will find me. The real me. Or whatever is left, at least. But Ekavir, heed my warning. Do not venture there until you are ready. The Ashen Realm is dangerous, yes, but that city exists in its own realm, split off from the rest of the ash. The Mahdi plane. It is utterly lethal to life. Not even demonkind survives there for long. Every one of your predecessors who has tried has failed.

Predecessors... T-then, Vir gulped, afraid to ask the question that had been on the tip of his tongue. Im a demon?

Neither are you human, nor demon. You were crafted for a purpose, Ekavir. You are primordial. A being who transcends all other beings.New novel chapters are published on

What do you mean? What's the purpose of the primordial? What is this destiny they speak of?

Janak pursed his lips. If I told you now, it would only reduce the likelihood of that destiny coming to pass. You... are not yet ready to hear it.

Vir was about to reply, but Janak held up a hand. Not your power, though you require far more than you currently possess to venture into the Ash. I mean your maturity. Ekavir, some truths must be experienced. Only then, once your mind has been tempered by trial and toil, will you comprehend its significance. I know this is not what you wanted to hear. And if I could tell you, I rightly would. Please have faith. If not in me, in your past incarnations. All shall be revealed in time. Time that has now run out, Janak said, looking off into the distance.

Vir followed his gaze and saw it as well. Not with his eyesthe monster was invisiblebut through Prana Vision. Its prana signature was so strong it lit up like a beacon, even from this distance. A singularity of the blackest Ash Prana hurtling to the city. It possessed neither form nor body, but Vir recognized it immediately.

Prana Swarm Vir whispered, scarcely believing what he was seeing.

The bestiary had said that anything that ever came into contact with a Prana Swarm died. That it consumed anything and everything containing prana. That it was invincible. Balar 3,500 to 10,000. Threat level Cataclysmic.

This was a being that was only supposed to exist within the depths of the Ashen Realm, where the prana was dense enough to support it. It was a creature of legend, and from the existential dread that coursed through his body he knew. He felt it in his veins.

By extending his arm out of the shadows, he'd gained another twenty counts of time, but that had now expired, popping him back into the tunnel.

Right as the Prana Swarm arrived.

The horned beast locked its gaze upon Vir, completely ignoring the apocalyptic horror.

It cant detect prana! Vir realized. Not two seconds in, and his plan had already fallen apart. The beast focused on him instead of the real enemy, dooming them both.

Vir Toughened his chest and forearms.

The animal Blinked again, and once again Vir was thrown sky high. Right at the Prana Swarm.

As he sailed through the air, he did the only thing he couldcharge Dance. Hed never charged a Talent using prana in the air, since thered never been enough to do so, but after training Maiya, he knew the process worked the same. He sucked blood from his feet up into his legs, but this time, he did the same with his arm, accumulating prana from all four of his limbs at once.

Vir launched himself into a roll the moment he hit the ground, leeching some ground prana to soften the blow with Light Step as he rolled right at the Prana Swarm.

The monster blinded his Prana Vision with its intensity.

Still not enough!

Dance hadnt fully charged, and he didnt want to risk a repeat of the last time he undercharged the ability. What if it threw him into a wall? What if it deposited him right into the middle of the Prana Swarm?

Instead, Vir did something dumb. He reached out and touched the Prana Swarm. If Prana Swarms were pure Ash prana, and if he depleted his arm of prana, then it stood to reason he could take prana from the Swarm.

He was right. And he was wrong. The moment his hand came into contact with the swarm, prana rushed into his arm, which prompted the swarm to begin consuming his flesh.

It was as if hed fallen into a vat of acid, which jolted him into action before his arm was eaten.

Dance activated, sucking him into the embrace of the shadow realm.

Trapped inside the shadow world, Vir couldnt even scream in pain. And after all of this, hed bought himself only ten extra seconds.

What can I do?

For the second time in less than a minute, he found himself trying to devise a plan to save his life. Except this time, he had something he lacked just moments priorhe had information on the Prana Swarm.

The Ash Beast had only consumed his arm once hed refilled it with prana. Until then, itd ignored the limb, reaching out for the rest of his body.

Which means if I purge my body of prana I might survive.But can I even do that?

Not once during all of his experimentations with prana had he tried to evacuate prana from his body. Itd always been the oppositehed spent so much effort to keep every morsel of prana he had.

But the more he thought about it, the more he believed it could work. After all, prana sought equilibrium with its surroundings, and right now he was forcibly keeping it in his body. If he just let go, and then pushed the prana in his body to the edge of his skin, it should automatically dissipate.

Once again, the issue was timing. Vir picked a distant shadow and moved his uninjured arm out, allowing time to begin flowing again, albeit slowly. He needed some time to purge his prana, and there was no better chance than when the Swarm was consuming the beast.

The Prana Swarm moved to the four-legged animal; the poor thing had no idea it was about to die.

Vir looked on, horrified, as the beasts skin dissolved, revealing its muscles and tendons in slow motion. He looked away, unable to bear anymore.

Its now or never, I guess.

Vir fully exited the shadow realm back into the tunnel, as far away from the Prana Swarm as he could manage.

Lying down upon the stone, Vir closed his eyes and released all the prana he contained within his body. The prana dissipated into the ground, flooding out of his body.

For the first time in many months, Vir felt weak. But it wasnt enoughnot enough prana had left his body. He grasped whatever motes of prana were left and gently coaxed them along his blood pathways to his skin, where they could escape.

The Prana Swarm finished consuming the Ash Beast. It hovered for a moment, uncertain.

Then it turned and floated toward Vir, as if questioning whether there was a meal there for it.

Vir frantically searched his entire body, purging all motes of prana he could find. But while some areas of his body allowed him a heavy hand, he dared not attempt such a thing anywhere near his head. Hed seentwicewhat violently manipulating blood to his head did.

Which meant it took some time to get rid of all of that prana. Time he scarcely had.

The Swarm approached. And approached. And nothing Vir did swayed it.

Empty as he was, he couldnt even use Dance anymore to escape.

The Swarm meandered closer and closer. And then it was on top of him.

Vir held his breath and chanted a prayer to Janak in his head as the being passed over. It hesitated, stopping briefly over him.

He lay there for what felt like an eternity. Waiting for his executioner to decide.

But it seemed the Prana Swarm wasnt interested. It lazily moved on, seeking greener pastures.

Vir finally allowed himself to exhale.

Somehow, against all odds, hed done it. Hed survived against a Cataclysmic level threat. A mythological being that was said to bring certain annihilation upon all those who encountered it.

He remained in place for another ten minutes, well after the Prana Swarm had moved on.

Only then did he allow himself to cry. He wept and wept until he could cry no more.