“You... have questions... for us.” She spoke, her body moving strangely, like she wasn’t used to human form.

“Was Twilight speaking the truth?” I asked the most obvious question first.

“Twilight... spoke... truth,” Gaia said through Terra’s body.

I closed my eyes and then opened them again. “So, why are you in Terra’s body?”

“Need... avatar. This form... aligns... with us... fits us. Terra is disciple of Gaia. Twilight... no better. Twilight uses... Twilight Princess. Gaia uses... Terra.”

The Twilight Princess? I had only heard about her in the Twilight dungeon. Was the girl I had been talking to an avatar of the Twilight princess? I had only seen her as a mermaid and as a karma that had infected Carmine. What did she have to do with all of this? I decided not to get caught up in that and ask something else.

“You took over this world, correct?”

“Look... around...” She declared in her stilted voice, glancing across the dead world. “This is a memory... of before. This is Twilight’s memory.”

“If you put her in the cage in the first place, can’t you do it again?”

“Have grown... weak... Fae... run off. Dungeons... hurt.”

I immediately understood what she meant. A long time had passed since then. She had once been powerful, but then she was weak. In her prime, she would have been tended to by the Fae. However, the Fae were driven off, and the races that make up the continent of Faerith had done a bad job keeping her clean of curses. Those mega-dungeons, in particular, must severely weaken Gaia, constantly sapping mana away and converting it into their counter-lore.

“Last question, why should I trust you?”

She didn’t respond, after a few seconds, her eyes lost their luster, and her hair started to become a more solid color, although her eyes remained green and her hair was still shades of green and blue.

“Master... I have stood beside Gaia my entire life.” This voice was distinctly Terra. “I don’t know if I understand it quite myself, but I feel like... I was built for this... for being her acolyte.”

“Terra...”

“You don’t have to trust Gaia...” She responded. “But... can you trust me?”

A small smile formed on my lips. “I do... with everything.”Rêạd new chapters at novelhall.com