Chapter 321: Poetic Visions

Chapter 321: Poetic Visions

Orator! Sofia cried out.

Saria looked surprised for a second after her mouth had been hijacked, but she understood what was going on thanks to Sofias outcry, and decided to let things play out.

That would be me, the Orator answered through Sofias mouth. And before you ask, youngling, your Sister risks nothing, and neither does your guardian, for that matter.

Sofia pressed the bodiless voice for answers, How do you know that? You were surprised I could survive your presence at all before.

The Orator switched to speaking through Saria again, A curious thing, is it not? One this Lord has been investigating. Answers have been found, system shenanigans, hidden within your soul, and your Sisters. As luck would have it, it was your reunion which helped elucidate the mystery.

Shenanigans?

Do you have to speak through us? Saria asked after the Orator finished speaking.

This one shows reluctance as well? Such a pity, it answered through Sofia, his voice then coming from somewhere near the door, Regardless, the system finding countermeasures has been an interesting development, one I will be taking full advantage of, the bone statuette of Zerei said.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.

So it was something he couldnt do himself? I thought the Lords were more powerful than that.

Speak aloud, Saintess, I have a numerous audience on this day, the oddly excited voice of the Orator came from Sofias mouth.

Right, reading my thoughts and all that, I forgot, sorry. Hey, isnt now a great time to find out weth-

Sofia repeated her previous thoughts for Saria to hear.

Its true that this hardly feels like a discussion with someone strong enough to erase Gods, Saria added.

Fools, the Orator said from another corner of the room, forming a mouth with the beds sheets, Power never was the issue, it had always been the pathetic brittleness of the sapient mind which was. Does your kind care to avoid stepping on the crawling insects? Do you lack the power to do so?

Fair point Sofia agreed without much conviction, So, great powerful uncle Orator, would you be so inclined as to satiate the curiosity of these two brittle sisters? Also are you going to help me with Erredis request?

And through Sofia, the Orator sighed. All modicum of respect has been lost. My repeated appearances must be to blame. That I would be the cause of my own downfall, oh, the sweet irony. So be it. I shall distribute the sparks of knowledge, as such is my purpose at this time.

Switching to Sarias mouth, he continued, Tell the lizard that looking is futile. What she is searching for is no longer of this world, only echoes yet remain. When the time is right, it will present itself once again.

Then do you know where and when it will be? I dont really get it, but that would probably help her.

When is obvious. Where is untold. That is all which needs be known.

Always speaking in riddles I appreciate the help nonetheless. What about the administrators?

Is our guess correct? Saria also asked.

It was not too bad. Hmm, our texts are both missing quite a few words, but we can probably get close to the full thing by combining them. Im more worried about the hallucinations Im still having.

Hallucinations? Youre still seeing things?

Saria looked around the room, she described, Its like Ephemeral glittering shapes?

That does sound like its related to the Deep, then, that weird, I dont see any-

Reality disappeared around Sofia, she became a witness to a scenery she recognized. One she had caught glimpses of during her fight against the emissary of Ormoncleth, one of ungraspable geometry and confounding truths, overlapping with reality. There were indeed glittering shapes fading in and out of existence around them, but more interestingly, as she looked around, Sofia caught a glimpse of a wandering shapeless titan, deep beneath the ground. She looked at it, and to her horror, it looked back.

Sofia? Hey? Hello? Saria called out to Sofia, softly shaking her by the shoulders. Pareth was right there, looking over them.

Ah! I- Oh. Alright. Yeah. Im, Im here. Did you not see that?

Everything was back to normal, or as normal things could be for someone sitting on the floor, hands covered in blood.

I dont know what you saw, but looking at your face I can tell you I didnt, no. The glittering stuff is still showing in the corners of my vision, but its fading by the second, Saria explained as her eyes shifted from one side to the other.

Youre seeing fragments of the Deep. And I just got to see directly into the Deeps plane, I think.

Neat. What color is it, red, by any chance?

Its, uh Not really? I guess you could say it was close to reddish in overall tone, but the specific colors didnt match with anything real. Its a lot more shape than color, if that makes any sense

I think I kind of get it, the hallucinations Im getting are a bit like that. Interesting then. So the deep is the red plane, for lack of a better word, Saria said.

Why are you even trying to attribute it a color?

Well, our physical plane is all colors. Mana is kind of all colors but white-ish most of the time and the spiritual plane is almost completely white, Recessed is gray, Margin black. Isnt it curious how the planes of existence have specific colors? So if the Deep is kind of red, that only leaves the plane of the Gods, I wonder what color that would be.

Id never thought of it like that But if were talking about the Gods plane Have you not completed the 99th floor of the spire?

Oh! Saria cried out, Youre right! How did I even forget about that! So that would be some kind of blue-ish purple. Really interesting. How did the different planes even come to be

Hmm, Saria.

Yes?

Not that this isnt interesting, but shouldnt we focus on, you know, the poem about the administrators one of the Lords of said Deep just gave us, that we struggled to preserve?

Right. Well, its not going to disappear.