Chapter 172: Truth Perfected

Chapter 172: Truth Perfected

Chapter 172

Truth Perfected

Silence fell heavy on the pool, with Sylas repeating the sentence inside his mind into infinity, and the girl patiently waiting, a faint smile hanging on her face. There was some strange light in her eyes that danced like on fire, merging and surging at his changing expressions. And, perhaps for the first time in years, Sylas expressions couldnt keep up with what was happening inside of him.

His breathing became ragged and quick, eyes widening, lips turning dry. There were a thousand things he wanted to do at that momentjump at the girl and strangle her, stab her with the sword, cut her into millions of tiny pieces, chain her on a cross and set her on fire, push her head into the pool and drown her but he didnt do any of those things. The only thing he could do was sit and stare.

Youve grown well, the girl said with a smile. Just a few decades ago and you would have lunged at me to kill me by any means necessary.

its still an option, Sylas voice was heavy and deep, as though there was something stuck in his throat.

Its always good to have options, the girl nodded, tossing her legs back and forth in the pools water. What do you want to ask me the most right now?

Why? Sylas fired off immediately. Why me?

Timing, the girl shrugged. Just when I went looking, I saw you. Took a peek at your life and got intrigued.

Rather a shitty reason to uproot someones entire existence and ream it in the ass beyond all reason.

Does it matter, anyway? the girl tilted her head. I am older than the number you can imagine. I have seen everything. Should I wonder whether someone would be satisfied with what I do?

suppose not, Sylas shrugged. Still. Shitty thing to do.

You keep saying that, the girl said. But was it really? From what I recall, you have wasted your life. You have always wanted to go back and redo so many things you havent done well. Here, you can do exactly that. Nothing was permanent. Well, unfortunately, you were too large of a moron to figure it out before it set your life on fire.

Who are you? Sylas asked.

"Nothing you can comprehend," the girl replied. "Perhaps, someday in the distant future, you might savor a glimpse."nove(l)bi(n.)com

I dont plan to have a distant future.

"Why not? I have noticed the obsession humans have with deathbe it in your world or all others. But death is merely a state of beingor, rather, non-being. The light shuts off and the room goes dark. Not forever, not for nowas the energy dissipates, and time no longer exists. It's truly strange. Even those biding for eternity and immortality grow tired of it and come begging to undo it. Finicky species, indeed."

Why are you here? Sylas probed further.

Im always here, the girl gestured broadly. If youre asking why in the deads city specifically, I got curious. Levonthe guy in the sky, you might know him aswhined that you were wrecking his home again. So, I came to see why.

Because they deserved it.

I dont play platitudes Im afraid, the girl said.

Uh, I dont knowcommon sense?

How come? she asked again. What common sense dictates that they need to be on some other world?

theyre on another continent or something, arent they? Sylas shoulders dropped as his expression became shallow.

The deal was simplewe would grant them powers, the girl said. The ability to fight off others. In turn, the source of their powersthe cairnswould be placed in the territories of those they enslaved. Cairns arent some realm-to-realm conduits. Theyre the source. And so long as one cairn stands, the gods are not allowed to encroach upon the enslaved lands. And should it fall

The war would begin. Right. What do you mean it has nothing to do with me, though?

Hmm? Didnt you memorize it?

Memorize what?

Your main quest.

Ah. That, Sylas smiled bitterly. So thats really it? My sole purpose for being brought over was to put Valen on the throne?

" nothing is set in stone," the girl said. "The truth is, none of my kind is omnipotent, Sylas. If we were, if we could see the future perfectly, we would have just found some corner of the universe and slept forever. That's why we mingle. Because, to this day, we can get surprised. The cosmos is not bound to any one willeveryone can make any choice they want. I, for example, know what choice you will have to make. Or, rather, choices. But I dont know what you will choose. In fact, Im quite expectant of it, truth be told. We have a small wager going on between the few of us.

Us? Youre those Immortals, right? Or do you have another name you prefer?

We call ourselves Voyagers, the girl said. Though it is hardly important. You can call us sacks of shit, if youd like.

Im tempted.

I know you are.

How long do I have? To ask questions, I mean.

Why should there be a time limit?

Shouldnt there? Sylas frowned. Dont your characters in stories usually go you shit-brain, you have 2 minutes to ask me anything you want. After that, Im kicking your ass out!.

I was wrong.

Huh?

Your imagination is quite vivid indeed.

So, theres really no time limit?

No. However, I am being warned to be careful with what I share with you, she suddenly chuckled. So, ask awaythough preferably about things other than your quest or your stay in the kingdom or any of people in it. For example, would you like to know where the first ever humanoid civilization evolved? Heres a tipif Earth had evolved just 200 million years prior, you would have caught glimpse of their last sigh!