I strengthen my resolve, ready to find out the mystery about my past, and it will find it there, within the heavens, but I still doubt whether what he speaks is the truth, and as for what I know from common thought is that, heaven is the realm of the gods and being's of great power. A place where no normal human can enter. The letter does not even tell me where to find heaven itself, but it is the place where my foster father told me to journey to.
Could it be that, I might only find out the answer by becoming stronger? Possibly.
I prepare all my belongings before setting out, without a clear goal of where I should be heading to. Although I am still immature, and doubt still crowds my mind, thinking that, even if I find it, and I don't think I'll make it there alive inside my current state, but I need to face it no matter what the consequences. If I do not, the thought of not knowing my last and who I was, …show more content…
I glance at the two remaining horsemen, clearly petrified. One of the, screams. "This kid's a demon! Let's get out of here." And with those words, they speed out of the forest with great haste.
With the battle finished, all that remains is the bloody body of an impaled man, and the burnt ashes of my victim, but just what was that? I ask Marchosias "Was that the manifestation of your powers through me? I know I've seen it before, those flames of yours from our previous battle, were they not red?" He does not respond right away, and a bit of time passes.
("I cannot explain this. I searched your entire body for signs of another source of power, but there are no sources from which that could have come from. All that mana that I have shared with you are mine, and I can tell just by its prescene that it is mine, but enough of this, we will figure this out soon enough. I suggest that we move to a safe place where we can rest for dusk has arrived, and I feel your
Could it be that, I might only find out the answer by becoming stronger? Possibly.
I prepare all my belongings before setting out, without a clear goal of where I should be heading to. Although I am still immature, and doubt still crowds my mind, thinking that, even if I find it, and I don't think I'll make it there alive inside my current state, but I need to face it no matter what the consequences. If I do not, the thought of not knowing my last and who I was, …show more content…
I glance at the two remaining horsemen, clearly petrified. One of the, screams. "This kid's a demon! Let's get out of here." And with those words, they speed out of the forest with great haste.
With the battle finished, all that remains is the bloody body of an impaled man, and the burnt ashes of my victim, but just what was that? I ask Marchosias "Was that the manifestation of your powers through me? I know I've seen it before, those flames of yours from our previous battle, were they not red?" He does not respond right away, and a bit of time passes.
("I cannot explain this. I searched your entire body for signs of another source of power, but there are no sources from which that could have come from. All that mana that I have shared with you are mine, and I can tell just by its prescene that it is mine, but enough of this, we will figure this out soon enough. I suggest that we move to a safe place where we can rest for dusk has arrived, and I feel your