The Ancients World

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~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~

~~~(Location: Desert, The Continent of Alforza)~~~

~~~(Time: 3:40 PM)~~~

Cera hasn't spoken since we were done watching the recording. After we were out, the town known as Modest was gone, and so was Rahab. Now we're flying in the same direction as before, only this time, we shouldn't get trapped in a weird loop.

I'm not trying to get Cera to talk to me. I think not bothering him at the moment is best. Let him work through stuff in his own head. If he wanted to talk about it, then we would.

That's enough reason for me to think about it too. We've been in similar situations when it comes to our identities. When I found out I was the princess and heir to the Elven throne. It made me feel like nothing made sense for a while.

Cera never forced me to talk about it. All he ever did was stand by my side and support me. He waited until I was ready to talk. Learning huge secrets like that can take a toll on someone. Cera found out he might actually be from Gaia.

There are a lot of questions we both have. His are probably along the lines of how this is even possible. We both saw Arch-Angel Michael. Cera is a complete copy of him.

I don't think about it often, but this reinforces the fact Cera is a Divine being. Directly related to The Almighty Father and Arch-Angel Michael. He doesn't like being treated as such, but now that this has been revealed. I can't help thinking this all plays a major role somehow.

What role that is and in what setting is unknown to me. Arch-Angel Michael went through a lot of trouble to ensure that Cera went through everything he went through. It feels like a trial of sorts. That's the best description I can place on it.

The hours pass as I'm lost in my thoughts. The night comes soon, and we've set up camp. We're sitting around a campfire. I'm resting my head on Cera's shoulder.

"Can I get some food?"

I'm not hoping the conversation goes anywhere. I'm genuinely hungry. Cera opens his inventory and gives me some of the food we've got saved. All doing so without uttering a sound. I dig in and stare into the fire.

I have a decent knowledge foundation when it comes to Overworld and the many Gods that reside there. I know a lot about The Dark Ones and the church that worships them. Cera fits into this somehow. He's not reached his full potential.

There are plenty of ideas going through my head of what Cera would look like at full power. At the peak of his power. Would he be a God? Many consider him to already be one.

My eyes drift away from the fire, and I see Cera munching on some food. At least he has an appetite.

"Why are you staring at me?"

He doesn't sound upset, angry, or standoffish. More just tired. Cera doesn't get physically tired, but he doesn't get mentally tired. Something like what happened today would probably take a lot out of him.

"I'm just watching you... Can't fault a girl for worrying about the man she loves, right?"

I try to lighten the mood a little, but it doesn't seem to work. Cera keeps staring forward into the fire.

"When you're ready to talk about it, I'll be here..."

He should know that I'm not forcing him to talk, but I'm here for when he's ready.

"Don't you just wish there were somethings you could forget about..."

All the time...

~~~(POV: Cera Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: Desert, The Continent Of Alforza)~~~

~~~(Time: 9:22 PM)~~~

Sally has gone inside the tent. I'm staying out here a little longer. The stars are taking my mind off everything that's happened today. It's been a long and unexpected day. First, met The Last Leviathan Rahab. After that, I learned that I'm probably not from Earth but from here.

Deep down, it makes sense. I've always felt more comfortable when I was playing The Ancients World. When I was here on Gaia. I always thought of it as my true home.

I don't even know what I'm going to do with my family. If what we saw was true... My Mom will react in ways that could be considered hysterical and unnecessary. She's the one I'm worried about. She's got the memories of birthing me and raising me.

If she's told, those aren't real... That I'm not her Son... It could do damage that's unrepairable... She loves all of us, but I know I'm her favorite.

"Are you coming to bed, or do you want to stay out there by yourself for a while?"

Sally's concerned voice comes from the tent, and I almost get up and join her. But I decide that some time for myself is best.

"I'll join you when I'm ready to sleep... I just need some space..."

I don't want to be around anyone at the moment.

"Alright, I'm going to bed. I'm wiped."

That's the last thing Sally says to me for the night. I just sit on my back and look at the cloudless desert sky and see the stars. No pollution means you can see everything.

If I ever do get a chance to speak with Michael, I have plenty of questions to ask. Rahab was gone when we left the recording. I was going to ask him questions. But Modest was gone, and so was the Leviathan that made it look natural.

Rahab has some strange abilities. I can only guess what they are. Reality warping. Illusion magic, perhaps... No way to know.

If all of this is true, then I really am blood-related to Arch-Angel Michael and The Almighty Father. Direct Son and Grandson.

"What does this mean for my future..."

If I exist, it has a purpose. I don't know what it is, but from the way, things have been going. I can only assume I have a role to play in the upcoming war. The Old Gods have returned, and they'll be fighting the Gods of this age and time.

~~~(POV: Saliandra Orvello)~~~

~~~(Location: Desert, The Continent Of Alforza)~~~

~~~(Time: 8:18 AM)~~~

I turn in my sleep, and I find Cera lying next to me. The temperature is already rising. The morning is here, but I want to keep sleeping. I open my eyes, and I look to see Cera is asleep. I don't know what time he came in last night, but he's here.

Doing the right thing and the thing I want to do are two different things. What I wanted to do was have Cera be here and talk to me. Anyone wants that when someone they love is going through a hard time. But the right thing was giving Cera his space.

That's what he needed. Cera is the type of man to need silence and solitude when they learn information that changes their life.

"Hey, you awake..."

The whisper is barely loud enough to hear, but Cera stirs, and his eyes open from my question.

"I am now."

He sounds rested and has more energy now.

"It's early, but the heat is already rising. Do you think we should start packing up?"

I don't want to bombard him with questions, but this is a rare moment when I'm the first one up. Normally, Cera would already be out of the tent getting ready. Since he's not now, it's my responsibility to do that.

"Yeah, let's get going."

He leans up and yawns. Making his way to the exit of the tent and leaving me inside. I quickly equip all my armor. I leave the tent too, and I see the humorous sight of Cera pissing into a now-dead campfire.

That's not something I've seen him do, but when you gotta go, you gotta go. I've had moments like that... At the worst of times when flying on Cera...

I don't like those memories crossing the Relsarmoder. But I can't get rid of them.

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A/N: Below this line, I'll be keeping Cera's player information. That way, I won't have to place it into the story above anymore. It takes about 180 words up.

[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.237][Tier-4]

[Exp: 72/100%]

[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden)]

[Stats] [Strength - 7095][Endurance - 7045][Dexterity - 7215][Speed - 8240][Focus - 19,660]

[Mana aura control: 6/100%]

[Health: 76,560,000,000/76,560,000,000] [Mana: 216,600,000,000/216,600,000,000]

[Stat Points: 440] [Armor rating: 500]

[Inventory] [Dice of Wayland (Divine)] [The Witness (Legendary Sword)] [Fenrir's Whistle (Divine)] [Camping gear] [Fishing poles 2x] [Festival Garbs 2x] [4x EXP Boosts] [Princess Saliandra's Panties (Black Lace)] [Desert Warrior Nomad Set (Rare)]

[Passive Perks]

[Inheritor of the Sword] [Son of Heaven] [Slayer of Evil] [Holy Willow Trees Savior] [Finder of Legends] [The Divine who has Legend] [Destined for Greatness] [Dungeon Diver] [An Overachiever]

[Active Skills]

[Heavens light Lvl.74 325/7400] [Protected by Heaven Lvl.74 225/7400] [Slash Lvl.92 4600/21000] [Parry Lvl.68 85/6800] [Double Strike N/A] [Kingslayer N/A] [Raging Machine N/A] [Winged Glory] [Angelic Flight] [Divine Pressure Exertion] [Divinity Pulse] [Controlled Fun] [Aspect of Transportation (Legendary)]