Replicus recalled how the Rules of Aigas had unravelled when Caxellac had begun to use his Serene Grace. The land, the sea and even the sky had unravelled. It stood to reason that the living things in and on these forms of the world had also been unravelled, but Replicus didn't know what it could an.
What would an unravelled human look like?
Would they still even be alive?
Such thoughts truly concerned Replicus. He hadn't wanted to think too deeply about them as he was fighting Caxellac but now that his mind was free to roam, he started to consider if truly Yuyui, Sause, Aurolio, Stylla - perhaps not the BoneTender - had been killed.
They were all born on Aigas, and Replicus imagined that the Rules of the world governed their continued existence as well alongside mana and Divine energy skewed into sothing so fundantally mundane that it was hard to manipulate or define.
Replicus looked at the snipped and broken threads all around him.
Treachery is what this was.
The whole of this part of the world was riddled in these Rules.
"Can this be undone?" Replicus asked Serenity.
"Possibly," Serenity said with an even voice. "But you'd need to be a Deity at least to fix this ss. And even then, only the Deity that knows these strands can forge them back to precisely how they were before they were broken, forming back ti, space and all the laws that apply to the world. I know what you are thinking. Caxellac couldn't have helped even if he was alive."
Replicus frowned.
"I assud Caxellac was at least on the level of the Deities if he lived for millions of years," he said. "Perhaps there's a way to use his skills?'
Serenity sighed once again, noting where Replicus' confusion lied.
"Indeed. It would seem that way. But when I said Caxellac was a Divine, I ant that was all he was. He never transcended to beco a Deity. He chose not to."
Replicus was perplexed.
"Chose not to?"
"Yes. In as much as the workings of reality are tweaked within the Null Verse, becoming a Deity mandatorily cos with certain... responsibilities. Those who can afford it, like Caxellac, preferred not to be bound by such responsibilities. Remaining within the modest bounds of the Divine realm was comfortable for him. Besides, a Dominion alone allowed Caxellac to match Deities easily."
Replicus couldn't believe it.
Responsibilities?
What responsibilities could...?
Wait.
The Warmoth's Progeny couldn't help but wonder...
Why was it that Deities created worlds anyway?
It seed the only thing he ever heard associated with Deities - moreso than absurd power- was a world.
...!!!
When his thoughts reached this point, Replicus' curved eyes flickered with realisation, but sothing beat him to the punch.
There was a loud crack sowhere far into the distance. It was, as expected, a crack that had ford in the dark space - eerily similar to that of a Cluster - and it widened with each second that Replicus attempted to count in his head, trying to keep track of ti. A mirky, bluish space was visible within the crack and from within it, dozens of individuals poured out. They all wore long robes and drew large carts behind them, all of which seed to be filled with a variety of mysterious tools.
At once, Replicus recognised these people. It was as he had thought he would have to do just
now.
This group of people was the sa whose existence he had struggled with over the last few months.
They were the sa he had spotted that ti when he floated above Inhone City in his Projected Form.
They were the sa he had been chasing when he was with Bek, close to Harifrast.
They were the sa he had seen signs of when he was in Evic, helping against bandits. They were, of course, the sa he had seen about an hour ago, when he and Actuass had entered the sacred desne of the Deitess Suzate!
'So, I was right. Thankfully, I didn't have to ask,' the Warmoth's Progeny thought.
He had wondered just under what circumstances Suzate would interfere with the events of this world. As it stood, it seed that Aigas needed to unravel like a coil for her to show so effort.
Replicus watched as the dozens of robed figures raced around, wielding tools whose grade he shuddered to even image. It was with these tools, so akin to hamrs, others like looms, needles and scrolls, that these seemingly ordinary n and won began to grip the tangled, broken Rules and repair them!
It was quite sight. Replicus watched them work rather rapidly, as though they were on a tight schedule. Their hands whipped about with about as much speed as that which an Incandescent Stager could express within their Territory, but they didn't have a semblance of energy- mana, Aura, Nitros - at all!
'For flesh' sake...' Replicus thought.
The tools he saw these people use were one thing, but that power...
Where did it co from?
Well, co to think of it, if Suzate was the reason they had all those strange, powerful tools, then it wasn't too shocking that these people were this strong.
Now that Replicus thought about it, he had once held a treasure that belonged to these people.
It was a certain scroll that could store and regurgitate attacks - the All-Eater scroll. It had been in Fulgardt's possession, in one of his chests, one of which Replicus was yet unable to
open.
'Will they be able to fix Aigas back to normal?' Replicus asked himself as he looked at the bustling activity. He could only hope.
After giving himself so assurance that these people could probably undo what Caxellac had done, he had begun to wonder how the conflict with the BoneTender - which had not escaped his notice while he was still on Edagon - had gone, when a figure drifted towards him from
the bunch ahead.
It was one of the robed figures, a female.
Replicus would have thought she was simply coming to make an enquiry about sothing,
but then he saw her eyes.
...!!!
At once, Serenity drifted out of his body and stood beside him as the femininely-shaped, blue
fla.
The approaching figure stopped, and an overly stern look appeared on its face.
Replicus recognised the voice that ca. It was the sa he had heard from Suzate, a voice
without one source; a voice that sounded like many.
It was indeed Suzate before him. She seed to be possessing the woman to whom this
body belonged.
She gave Serenity a dark look and then turned to Replicus.
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