Master Of None



As if all the strings had been cut, some of the angels had fallen to their knees with tears in their eyes. They had completely expected that their leaders would have gone right to another battle. This had been their lives. Their recent and even distant history. 

Everything that the angels knew was war and fighting. They had not been able to even worry about the simplest goals in their own lives because they had known that one day they would be forced to fight over ideals yet again. 

This was one of the reasons that so many of the angels had not been bright or motivated to go to small villages and grow them. That was also why some of those within the villages accepted that they were just there to wait for their death because they were weaker angels. 

"Make this embassy the very first building of your new city. The capital of everything. The place you proved you would change from constant loss to a future where angels can live with each other. From there, it will be on you." Walker was not afraid to say any of this. It was similar to Genesis. 

The only difference were the races here. The angels were one race and they had to figure out how to exist with themselves. In Genesis, there were multiple kingdoms and races. They had to learn to live with one another and the vastly different bodies. 

The perfect example were the elves and merfolk who needed water to exist comfortably while being represented. Genesis had created a lake and even added to the flow of the rivers to be able to accommodate them so that they would not be ignored or forgotten because of their differences. 

The angels didn't have such an issue. They would be able to have any form of facility or city building made. They could focus on rejoining their knowledge while pursuing the lost knowledge of their past. Even the angels that were against this joining of empires had to admit that they wanted to know where their ideals and history came from. 

For far too many years, the angels had been living off of their ideals. Their hatred had been passed down to them but the reason behind it, the origins, had been lost. Therefore, it was a fruitless war without backing. A war that was all about feelings without true reason. 

The party had already sorted out these puzzle pieces. They had managed to discover the libraries and the knowledge that there had been schools of thought drifting apart because some believed in elemental purity while others believed in the larger and more mysterious forces of mana. 

These two thoughts had clashed and the angels had pushed at one another. This caused them to eventually head in different directions after relieving the continent where they had once lived. A dangerous occurrence but one that led all the way to Sigil and its many wars. 

"So you think this will work fine?" Gil's eyes said that he thought that there would be a lot of arguing here and there. But he also was clearly looking for Walker to keep pushing things forward. 

"I think it will be better than it was before. So many angels were pretty clear in throwing aside their empire's ideals. I didn't expect that so much as anything else. But it forces the ones in charge to accept their errors and make a difference or lose their people." 

This was a certainty. It was already clear that the angels below their leaders had made decisions for their own well-being. This alone was proof that the leaders would be alone in their floating cities. That they would be lost to the bustling cities they wished to see. Lost to any laughing children growing up in their race. Losing Something like this was akin to poison to a leader of a people. 

"Regardless of the angels, the wyverns now have a palace. A clear cut place and a seat at the table. They will remain in their mountain but we will be taking back one of the children with us. They will become the representative in Genesis for all wyverns that come later." Terron spoke up around the other royal dragons and the party. They hadn't expected this of all things. 

"But weren't they just born? How could a mother just ship off a newly born child to start learning? They don't even know about Genesis or about their homes yet. They are babies." Remey clearly saw this as abandonment. She had the same reaction she had whenever another child had joined the orphanage she grew up in. Every time she gained a new family member. 

"You see it as cruel. But we are the wyverns governing our own people. My children are the first pure born wyverns. They already feel the need to meet their fellow wyverns. They have respect. And just like dragons, they have some of my knowledge passed to them." The wyvern queen sounded slightly weak which explained why she was still so close to Terron. Her injuries looked better but that was surface level. She had forced herself here to stand as a representative. The price a ruler must pay to their people for the people's well being. 

"You are a lot more like our race than you believe. We are still coins in a way. With Terron to give your little one some guidance, I am sure that they might be able to grow well next to other dragon hatchlings. Then when they are older, they will have dragon representatives to watch and learn from while voting home often." Ventus was more calm and bright. She was a mother too. It was just natural to look at a more positive future for a child. 

While Ventus moved to speak more with the wyvern queen, Alice also made a move to add a little more healing magic around the wyvern queen. She could never look past someone clearly in pain. Meanwhile, the other royal dragons looked around with the fact that they would be watching a new race that had once been mixed with their dragon blood growing beside them. It was an odd feeling to know that this was the case. But also slightly uplifting since they had been there to see the full change in a race. I think you should take a look at

"Echidna warriors." Walker saw them already looking at him. "I take it that you all have some sort of quests and goals… I am still somewhat blind to everything you already know. I won't stop you from acting. Just don't forget to let me know what you're thinking or what you need." 

Walker's casual comment and reminder to the echidna warriors was enough to draw a few angels' attention to them. They had been a group that was not standing out. The wyvern queen at least had been standing with the dragons and therefore had gained some acknowledgment.

But when the echidna responded by tapping their staffs or weapons again, the manas that echoed out were enough to stun every angel. It was because of the angel's sensitivity to mana in their wings. They felt that it was peaceful and open instead of harsh or domineering. It felt right. 

Even though no echidna had spoken, the angels had instantly grasped the odd nature of the echidna. It made them feel behind the times. But it also gave them peace since they were already faced with another issue. The corrupted city. 

"I believe it is time for more light to be shed on what may be hidden. That city, explain what you know of it." Rise spiel with a booming voice. The echidna had opened the ideal chance to push on to a new topic.

The angels could organize themselves later. Right now they needed to share information. They needed to explain the dangers that everyone who went to purify a literal floating fortress of corruption could face. 

"Once upon a time, our forces worked to make a city. We know do the desire for a home on this continent to act as the origin of angels. A holds ground of sorts. To allow angels a place to go with purpose to remember the elders." The Rize angel elder spoke with deep sadness.

"That was before the last war. The efforts to build such a place caused a focus on it. Naturally after multiple battles, the exact information on such a place was lost. But it still became a focal point."

"Many battles caused knowledge to be lost and Angela to perish. The last large war was when the city failed to remain in the sky and why our remaining cities are harshly controlled not to fall." The Fel angel elder responded as well.

Both showed enough information to prove that this city made when the angels first arrived had been bombarded by battle and eventually fell in the most recent of wars. It meant that the information was limited after every battle causing mystery to be a common focal point of this floating corrupted city. 

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