Chapter 612: Aether Equinox

Chapter 612: Aether Equinox

It was one thing to say that the south must have been a major city. Seeing it was something completely different. It was already morning by the time Dallion reached the top of the mountain that made it impossible for him to see the aetherbird. However, he managed to see something else. The spot was a perfect vantage point to look over a large part of the canyon. From this vantage point he could see the markings of the massive crater, but that was not all. His scholar skill allowed him to envisage that which had long been destroyed. Hills became massive buildings connected by subway lines that spread out in all directions. What crime had they doneor rather, what crime had the Star made them dofor such a marvel of the ancient world to have been utterly destroyed and all memory of it erased from the world? Dallion had his suspicions; however the Moons werent known for their sharing native, and all the people who did know were forbidden from talking about it.

Dallion caught himself wondering what it must have been like. Modern technology coupled with infinite power. There was little the Star-touched couldnt do. There already were trains, land and air vehicles would have followed, and why not rockets? Could it be that it had caused the destruction of the Stars kingdom? The attempt to colonize a Moon, killing it in the process? A similar attempt would have been seen as an attack later on, to the point that by the age of Dryads, everyone was convinced that the Star had killed a Moon. Later, even those stories vanished into oblivion. That was how myths were born, later becoming superstition. Of course, the truth might have been a lot more trivial. It was always possible that the Star indeed wanted to take over the world.

What a waste, Dallion said.

Whatever the reason for the catastrophe, it had left a crater or ruins, visited only by mercenaries scavenging the edges of the domain. No people, no guardians, only monsters and Star-spawn.

Nil, do you think theres anything close to what this has been?

Dallion had seen two cities of what was believed to be a less significant province. Even the ruins on which Nerosal had been built were infinitely times more impressive than anything that existed in the world at present. That, too, must have paled in comparison to this place.

Probably not, the old echo replied.

Is that why you dont like coming here?

There are many reasons, but yes, thats one of them. It goes to show theres no telling when it would occur again. There was a time when I too was curious, searching for secrets of the past. Not the trinkets that get peddled in Nerosal, but artifacts of real power. Its said that everything created by the Star was destroyed. However, thats not always the case. There are parts, materials, blueprints as long as one has the strength to look.

Did you come here?

Nil didnt reply.

Did you find anything?

Thats the thing about you otherworlders. You always ask what was found, while you should be asking what was lost. Hopefully, thats a lesson youve now learned.

The atypical spitefulness in the echos response made Dallion stop with his questions. The sad thing was that the echo was right on both accounts. Ever since arriving here, Dallion craved for adventure. Like his grandfather, he wasnt content with what he had. He could have easily remained in his village upon defeating the village chief. He could even have been the one to level it up to town status. Instead, hed gone to Nerosal. That too had proved too small to contain him. The urge of exploration was always inside, practically forcing him to swap the city for the wilderness. Now, the wilderness no longer felt enough. Dallion wanted to learn about the worlds past, the hidden history that had been removed from minds and records. Also, he felt that he didnt want to receive orders from nobles anymore.

Dallion looked at his backpack. Hed have ditched it long ago if it wasnt for the guardians of the items he carried. If Gleam were still here, he might have done just that, ordering her to carry his belongings back to Nerosal. There was no doubt that a whole brew of trouble was brewing back there. The way things were escalating, he wouldnt be shocked if the province was in the middle of an all-out civil war. If anything, he was surprised that no mercenaries had ventured in the fallen south after him. Maybe the Star had made sure to keep him safe. On the other hand, it hadnt done anything to prevent the spectral shardfly from doing what it did.

Ill get some sleep, Dallion said, making his way to the inside of the mountain. Ruby, keep an eye out, but dont show yourself. I dont want to lose you.

The shardfly flew off his shoulder. It was taking the death of Gleam far worse than Dallion. Being a creature of little words, the difference wasnt immediately apparent. Thanks to his music skills, however, Dallion could feel the heart wrenching sadness constantly emanating from Ruby.

A small cave tunnel led to the series of rooms beneath the summit. They gave the impression of being a large penthouse. There was no furniture or any objects whatsoever. Similar to the towers Dallion had seen in the neighboring region of the south, they had probably been created by void matter and fizzled off, or been scooped up by some star-spawn or other. There didnt seem to be any cutlings or even cracklings anywhere near, as if they had been confined to the canyon itself, but not the mountain.

The hours dragged on. Despite Dallions many attempts to fall asleep, the most he achieved were a few half hour naps. Each time hed wake up hoping that it was evening, only to find the sun shining brightly in the sky. At one point, he even did a few practice fights in the room, slicing through walls and floor with the new combat trick hed learned. Not too long ago, point and line attacks were the most destructive moves hed considered. Even then, he wouldnt use them indiscriminately. Now, he couldnt see himself fighting with anything less. Hed even asked Harp if it would be efficient when doing line attacks while the harpsisword was vibrating. The answer was no, of course. The new method was only a close range effect, although the nymph guardian had hinted that upon improving his music skill further, he could do a lot more devastation.

In that mage village. You made quite the impression at the time. Mostly because you were the first person actually able to talk to me in centuries. Youve no idea how boring life of a Moon familiar can get. All the boredom, though only part of the security.

Youre your own echo?

Im magic. Magic is full of exceptions and paradoxes. I thought youd grasped that by now. I cant die, yet I live. When Im defeated, I can delay the effect pretty much for as long as I like. There was a slight pause. Alright, thats an exaggeration. You still get the picture.

Dallion attempted to pat the creature. His hand passed right through it until he reached his own shoulder. It was almost like trying to grab smoke or a flame.

You know why Im here, right? he asked.

I doubt even you know why youre here. The aetherbird chirped in laughter. Given that you dont want to catch me. And in the grand scope of things, it doesnt matter. The last bunch that captured me thought theyd change thingsfor themselves and others. How did that work out? They definitely changed things, but none of them got what they wanted.

I want someone not to capture you.

Oh? Thats new.

The Star wants you. Dallion paused. Was it wise to share that? The Moons already knew, which likely meant that the familiar did.

There you go again. And to think youre considered the new kid on the field. Its true what they saythe chase is batter than the catch. You think all this hasnt happened before? Look around, what does this tell you?

Dallions heart skipped a beat. This was something he hadnt thought about. It was true that everyone who knew the worlds past was forbidden from sharing that knowledge, the same didnt apply to the aetherbird. Being magic, the creature was the living exception, not to mention a Moons familiar. It could tell everything he wanted to know and more.

Eager, Dallion attempted to split into instances. Sadly, each time he tried, the instances would fade away almost as soon as they appeared. The phoenix was forcing one reality and one alone.

Just give up. You dont have the level.

So that means when I reach level eighty, Ill be able to?

Ha! Itll have to be a bit higher than that. And the way youre doing itll take you decades to get there. Thats one of the things I cant figure out about you. Youve got all that power, and you use half of it to suppress the other half.

What do you mean?

Forget the Star, you fear so many people in this world that its not even funny. Youve got three of the rare skills and a ridiculously high level, and you know how to use them. But do you? Most of the time youre trying to find a way to actively avoid them and when you actually use them, its for gossiping.

The comment hit a certain nerve. It was easy to say that Dallion had subconsciously kept himself from going all out, but the truth was, he was doing it consciously.

Time to change the rules, Dallion thought.

A purple rectangle appeared.