Chapter 188- The Beginnings of Phase Two

Chapter 188- The Beginnings of Phase Two

[Keeno POV]

Sitting in yet another meeting room, I sighed at the sight of the insanely in love pair across from me.



“Had a fun night, you two?” (Keeno)



Freya had the decency to blush as Pram hugged her arm, nuzzled into her neck, and purred audibly.



“I’ll take that as a yes.” (Keeno)



The sound of Pram’s purring was the only thing to be heard until the door to the room opened and a person I hadn’t seen in weeks finally returned. Mostima stood next to a seat near me wearing a long coat with no sleeves and a hood that cast her face in complete shadow. Her cracked halo hovering above her head as the tips of her horns poked out of the hood slightly. Her thin tail swished back and forth as her shattered wings flickered lightly with grey light.



“Sorry for just vanishing like I did. I had some things I had to go from my old home and it took longer than I intended to get there and back.” (Mostima)



“It’s all good. Out of curiosity, what did you need to get?” (Keeno)



“Some old texts I had, a few outfits made for combat, some pictures of Fia. Seeing as I don’t plan on returning here again unless absolutely necessary, I thought I’d pack them up and move them to wherever me and Fia move into.” (Mostima)



“Whenever we visit Solheim again, you can put them in our place.” (Keeno)



“Thanks.” (Mostima)



She sat down and asked what’s been happening while she was away. I gave her the rundown and she nodded.



“You’ve been quite busy I see. Mind if I join in on the purging? I’ve got a bone or two to pick with some of these mongrels.” (Mostima)



“Feel free. I’m just waiting for Margaret and Sif to arrive so I can let them know what I’m going to be doing soon.” (Keeno)



“Hmm. Oh, speaking of, I think I have something that can help when you have people turn this place into your place of worship.” (Mostima)



Taking a stack of papers out of her storage, she rifled through them until she pulled out a thing that reminded me of a blueprint.



“Way back when, I dabbled a bit in architecture. When I learned Fia was undergoing trials to become the Sun Apostle, I thought she’d have to have a dedicated temple, so I drafted some plans.” (Mostima)



Standing up and walking over to Mostima I looked at the plans she laid out. My eyes went wide at the masterful drawing of what I assumed would be an absolutely MASSIVE cathedral in gothic style that renaissance artists from my old world could only have wet dreams about.



{...I...wow.}



“...” (Keeno)



“Well, judging by the two of you’s reactions, it’s something you’d like.” (Mostima)



“Definitely.” (Keeno)



“Heh. Then I’ll bring it up with the two who are gonna be in charge later.” (Mostima)



She rolled the plans back up but left them on the table. I sat back down and began gently brushing one of my tails while we waited for the others to arrive. Time passed as not much happened. I had just gotten started on my fourth tail when Geri and Freki left their realm inside me.



“Master, something is strange with the big tree.” (Geri)



“The strange orbs are condensing power in the branches and four small spectral animals are forming. Also, where the power is condensing in the branches, a new orb is forming.” (Freki)



“There are also signs of a different animal scurrying about. It doesn’t seem to be hurting anything, but every time we try to look for it, we somehow end up back by the roots.” (Geri)



“What do the four animals look like?” (Keeno)



I rolled the plans up again and passed them over to Margaret.



“Can I leave these to you?” (Mostima)



“I’ll see to it that they get completed one day.” (Margaret)



“Thanks. Moving on from that, Madam Sif, can you please tell me why you are afraid of me?” (Mostima)



Sif froze up completely, her tail puffing up to almost two times its normal size and her ears flattening against her head.



“You’re Mostima the Fallen! The accursed traitor of Lokir who sided with the Eternal Flame. The reaper who, even as a normal angel, killed someone’s soul. Though I know it to not be true, you were even considered something akin to the God of Death. Everyone in Lokir have grown up with stories of how you’d come hunt us down and devour our souls if we ever did anything bad or disobeyed our parents. I truly don’t mean to be rude, especially with the things I’ve come to learn over these past few weeks, but it’s still difficult to sewerage you from the stories we’ve all grown up with.” (Sif)



“Hmm. So that’s how history has portrayed me here. Interesting. Though, I have to say, greatly exaggerated. I just cracked that soul, not killed it. And believe it or not, Falling is excruciating, so...anyway, those stories, while holding slivers of truth, are mostly false.” (Mostima)



“Even the one about betraying the country to go with the Eternal Flame?” (Sif)



“One, Fia isn’t an evil person who meant to do that and she regrets it even to this day. Two, in terms of time, I only recently found her again. Three, the circumstances of the time being what they were, Fia’s flames covering the country helped SAVE it. Four, please, for your sake, don’t slander Fia any more with such horrid biases. I don’t want to become the monster people think me as, especially to someone Keeno has her eye on.” (Mostima)



“Yes ma’am!” (Sif)



I guess I unintentionally used some gravity magic because the second she said that, a physical weight seemed to vanish from her.



“Apologies. When someone says bad things about Fia, I get a bit emotional.” (Mostima)



“I completely understand. If anyone said something bad about my wives while I was in earshot, I’d react the same way. I sincerely apologize for my words as well.” (Sif)



With that, Margaret adjourned this meeting. She and Sif got up to leave before Margaret turned back to me.



“Mind if we put you to work now? It’s close to night, so it’s ample opportunity for some more purging.” (Margaret)



“Give me names and locations and they’ll be gone before morning.” (Mostima)



“Follow us then.” (Margaret)



We left the room and headed down a hallway. A long night was starting, and so many nobles would soon face the retribution they so deserved.



Chaos Realm:

*Holding Order close as they relax on a large chair-and-a-half*

*Kisses Order gently*

I’ve missed these alone times.

Order: I have too. I love Astraea, Nykuro, Swil and our ever growing number of friends, but it’s good to just have us time every now and then.

I agree.

*Order pulls one of Payto’s innumerable tails around her, lightly hugging it*

Order: You’re getting softer and fluffier.

I’ve been taking Luna’s classes. They are very helpful.

Order: I see. *She smiles as the smell of campfires and leather fills her nose* New oils?

Yeah. Thought you’d like something different.

Order: If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re trying to seduce me.

I’m always trying to seduce my wife.

*Both smile as their faces inch closer*

Order: Well, it’s working wonderfully.

*The shadow they cast shows their faces overlap as they share a tender, loving kiss that is the prelude to a wonderful night of love and passion*