Eternal
Year 75
“Well the liberation of Delerg seems to be going better this time around, Triumph has been seized. Let’s hope when Tulla wins this war, it’ll stay free of petty dictators once and for all.” You say to Talia.
Tulla’s been succeeding in her goal nearly as soon as she put her mind to it, which wasn’t long after her shadow initiation. Tulla managed to recruit people even easier than her mother did, you guess she inherited her charisma in that way. Of course it helped that the people from Quala forced to live in Delerg weren’t very happy with Victor for a long time anyway. Not to mention all the criminal types that had been brought here to work off their sentences as well as the outright slaves. Delerg pretty much became a breeding ground of recruits. What was surprising is that Tulla managed to not only recruit them into a rebellion, but also got some interested into becoming shadows. That’s mainly where your help came in. You provided your home as the training ground along with performing the initiation ritual for said recruits. With their help you even managed to rebuild the temple a bit, though you still tend to keep to your underground sanctuary.
It’s odd though, this new generation of shadows don’t seem quite as fanatical as the ones you were familiar with. They revere Dendrin of course, but they don’t regard someone like you with hostility. You remember you were shocked when Tulla first came back from the portal and you found that she treated you with the same respect that she always had despite your attitude towards Dendrin. At first you figured that maybe your previous influence over her had been so great that it over came Dendrin’s indoctrination, but its obvious now that Dendrin hasn’t been doing the old routine of indoctrinating the shadows with mindless loyalty anymore.
You’d ask him about it, but he hasn’t been speaking to you lately. Besides, you’d rather not jinx a good thing. It’s enough that you’ve still got your magic to a small degree.
“Just wish I could be of more help to her. Damn old body. I hate this weakness. I used to be so quick and strong.” You continue to say to Talia. You haven’t had a chance to speak with her like this in a while so you’re taking advantage of your sudden clearing of responsibility.
“You ever think we could’ve actually won a sound victory against the Empire? I’ve been thinking about it, and I think we could’ve. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so proud and just never told you and Cyrus the truth about Dendrin. It might’ve kept us more united. Certainly would’ve help when I fought Kane practically all by myself. Remember that? What a battle! I was probably at my peak and I still couldn’t get the advantage over that tough bastard. I was really happy to see you when you showed up and not just because you saved my life either, though it played a big part of it at the time.”
You suddenly stop reminiscing because your statement has now made you think about how you didn’t manage to save her life. After all these years, you wonder why you continue to do this to yourself and why you can’t move on. You can only guess its because what Talia once said. You’re Eternals and you had a special bond that nobody else did.
There must be some truth to it, Brenda was the ruler of the Nalin Empire for decades and she never married or even took another lover after her beloved Roldan died during the Empire War. Last news you heard of her was that she committed suicide a couple years ago and her second in command Tarna took power. You guess the absence of her mate for so many years was just ultimately too much for her to bother going on. You wonder if it hadn’t been for your encounter with Lena and later your relationship with Tulla if you would’ve eventually done the same thing. Probably not in the same way, but still…
It also makes you realize how many people you’ve outlived in general. If you were anyone else you probably would’ve been dead several times over already. You’re not just the last of the true Eternals, but as the second generation has been murdering each other out of existence, you might very well end up being the last one period.
“Survival Talia, I always was good at it.” You say patting the earth near the grave.
You suddenly hear Tulla calling for you.
“Yes, Tulla I’m in here.”
Tulla stands near the entrance of the cavern with a large black book in her hand. She knows when you’re speaking with Talia, she prefers not to disturb you.
“I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were busy.” She asks.
“It’s fine, I was finished anyway. What is it? The liberation of Delerg is going well I trust?”
“Oh yes. Victor’s troops have been pushed back to the borders. Actually there are reports that he’s suffering strife in his territory in Quala as well.”
“Not surprising. Most of those so-called eternals have little grasp on how to rule effectively. As soon as a crack forms their little dominions start folding like a house of cards. Look at Warden Matron Brenda. She ran the Nalin Empire for what, about thirty some odd years? She kept it stable and those second generation eternals never dared to attack her.”
“I’m surprised to hear you praise her. Didn’t you fight against her in the old Empire war?”
“Not directly, but it doesn’t matter. I can at least respect her even if she was on the other side. Who knows? Maybe if things had been different, we may have fought on the same side. Bah, I’m rambling nonsense, what was it that you needed?”
“Oh, this book.” Tulla says and hands it to you.
You glance through it and then close it.
“Yes, what about it?”
“Do you know what it is? I can’t really make any sense of the rest of it and most of it is in a language I don’t even understand.”
“Oh yeah, I vaguely remember this book now. I tried reading it once during my hermit days, but I put it back pretty quickly and never looked at it again until just now. It holds a spell called the ritual of ascension.”
“Ritual of ascension? Sounds pretty impressive.”
“I suppose it does. It was supposedly passed down from Dendrin himself to the first Shadow Master. It wasn’t really clear what it does exactly except that it would strengthen the shadows link to Dendrin’s realm forever. I guess that means it would make the shadows more powerful. Dunno though. Seems weird that no Shadow Master ever tried to use it. Maybe it was more of a symbolic thing.”
“Maybe…but maybe now is the time to try it!”
“I doubt if you need this spell to win the war with Victor.”
“No, but a chance to bring ourselves closer to Dendrin? Why shouldn’t we jump at such a chance?”
“Eh...I think you’re asking the wrong person, Tulla.”
“I know, but I’m so busy with coordinating the war effort, I just don’t have time to study this book like I would’ve been able to in the old days. I mean I suppose I could wait until after the war is won, but who knows how long that will be exactly? And there’s never a guarantee on survival.”
“Don’t say that.” You remark.
“You know better than anyone that life can be cut short in a blink of an eye.”
“Hmm, I also know that sometime life can just go on and on and on…” you say causing Tulla to laugh.
“Alright, I’ll study this book again, I’ve got the time after all. You just be careful out there.” You say.
Tulla thanks you and after a couple more brief exchanges she’s on her way again, leaving you alone.
“Well Talia, I said I wanted to help more, guess I better get to it.”
You spend the next few days reading over the book. You thought you weren’t going to have any better luck than you did decades ago, but actually you understand it a little better now. You can even figure out some of the unfamiliar language. The problem though is you’re still not getting a good feeling about the ritual.
It’s still vague on what exactly will happen, but the shadows would be linked with Dendrin’s realm not just in a spiritual sense, but also in a very real physical sense. The shadows essentially would become REAL shadows. Incorporeal and no longer susceptible to the weaknesses that most beings suffer. At least that’s what you think it means.
Worshipping Dendrin is one thing, but becoming some sort of a wisp? An intangible being with real no sense of self? You can’t imagine wanting to transform yourself in such a manner regardless of the benefits. However you wouldn’t be involved, it would be Tulla and the rest of her shadows and they may be more willing to jump at the chance. True they aren’t the fanatics like the old shadows, but one never can tell.
You even attempt to pray to Dendrin, just so you can ask him more about this ritual, but you have no luck. You’re on your own in this and you’re only left with a couple choices. You could just destroy the book and solve the problem that way or you can tell Tulla the truth about the spell and let her make her own decision.
“Well the liberation of Delerg seems to be going better this time around, Triumph has been seized. Let’s hope when Tulla wins this war, it’ll stay free of petty dictators once and for all.” You say to Talia.
Tulla’s been succeeding in her goal nearly as soon as she put her mind to it, which wasn’t long after her shadow initiation. Tulla managed to recruit people even easier than her mother did, you guess she inherited her charisma in that way. Of course it helped that the people from Quala forced to live in Delerg weren’t very happy with Victor for a long time anyway. Not to mention all the criminal types that had been brought here to work off their sentences as well as the outright slaves. Delerg pretty much became a breeding ground of recruits. What was surprising is that Tulla managed to not only recruit them into a rebellion, but also got some interested into becoming shadows. That’s mainly where your help came in. You provided your home as the training ground along with performing the initiation ritual for said recruits. With their help you even managed to rebuild the temple a bit, though you still tend to keep to your underground sanctuary.
It’s odd though, this new generation of shadows don’t seem quite as fanatical as the ones you were familiar with. They revere Dendrin of course, but they don’t regard someone like you with hostility. You remember you were shocked when Tulla first came back from the portal and you found that she treated you with the same respect that she always had despite your attitude towards Dendrin. At first you figured that maybe your previous influence over her had been so great that it over came Dendrin’s indoctrination, but its obvious now that Dendrin hasn’t been doing the old routine of indoctrinating the shadows with mindless loyalty anymore.
You’d ask him about it, but he hasn’t been speaking to you lately. Besides, you’d rather not jinx a good thing. It’s enough that you’ve still got your magic to a small degree.
“Just wish I could be of more help to her. Damn old body. I hate this weakness. I used to be so quick and strong.” You continue to say to Talia. You haven’t had a chance to speak with her like this in a while so you’re taking advantage of your sudden clearing of responsibility.
“You ever think we could’ve actually won a sound victory against the Empire? I’ve been thinking about it, and I think we could’ve. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so proud and just never told you and Cyrus the truth about Dendrin. It might’ve kept us more united. Certainly would’ve help when I fought Kane practically all by myself. Remember that? What a battle! I was probably at my peak and I still couldn’t get the advantage over that tough bastard. I was really happy to see you when you showed up and not just because you saved my life either, though it played a big part of it at the time.”
You suddenly stop reminiscing because your statement has now made you think about how you didn’t manage to save her life. After all these years, you wonder why you continue to do this to yourself and why you can’t move on. You can only guess its because what Talia once said. You’re Eternals and you had a special bond that nobody else did.
There must be some truth to it, Brenda was the ruler of the Nalin Empire for decades and she never married or even took another lover after her beloved Roldan died during the Empire War. Last news you heard of her was that she committed suicide a couple years ago and her second in command Tarna took power. You guess the absence of her mate for so many years was just ultimately too much for her to bother going on. You wonder if it hadn’t been for your encounter with Lena and later your relationship with Tulla if you would’ve eventually done the same thing. Probably not in the same way, but still…
It also makes you realize how many people you’ve outlived in general. If you were anyone else you probably would’ve been dead several times over already. You’re not just the last of the true Eternals, but as the second generation has been murdering each other out of existence, you might very well end up being the last one period.
“Survival Talia, I always was good at it.” You say patting the earth near the grave.
You suddenly hear Tulla calling for you.
“Yes, Tulla I’m in here.”
Tulla stands near the entrance of the cavern with a large black book in her hand. She knows when you’re speaking with Talia, she prefers not to disturb you.
“I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were busy.” She asks.
“It’s fine, I was finished anyway. What is it? The liberation of Delerg is going well I trust?”
“Oh yes. Victor’s troops have been pushed back to the borders. Actually there are reports that he’s suffering strife in his territory in Quala as well.”
“Not surprising. Most of those so-called eternals have little grasp on how to rule effectively. As soon as a crack forms their little dominions start folding like a house of cards. Look at Warden Matron Brenda. She ran the Nalin Empire for what, about thirty some odd years? She kept it stable and those second generation eternals never dared to attack her.”
“I’m surprised to hear you praise her. Didn’t you fight against her in the old Empire war?”
“Not directly, but it doesn’t matter. I can at least respect her even if she was on the other side. Who knows? Maybe if things had been different, we may have fought on the same side. Bah, I’m rambling nonsense, what was it that you needed?”
“Oh, this book.” Tulla says and hands it to you.
You glance through it and then close it.
“Yes, what about it?”
“Do you know what it is? I can’t really make any sense of the rest of it and most of it is in a language I don’t even understand.”
“Oh yeah, I vaguely remember this book now. I tried reading it once during my hermit days, but I put it back pretty quickly and never looked at it again until just now. It holds a spell called the ritual of ascension.”
“Ritual of ascension? Sounds pretty impressive.”
“I suppose it does. It was supposedly passed down from Dendrin himself to the first Shadow Master. It wasn’t really clear what it does exactly except that it would strengthen the shadows link to Dendrin’s realm forever. I guess that means it would make the shadows more powerful. Dunno though. Seems weird that no Shadow Master ever tried to use it. Maybe it was more of a symbolic thing.”
“Maybe…but maybe now is the time to try it!”
“I doubt if you need this spell to win the war with Victor.”
“No, but a chance to bring ourselves closer to Dendrin? Why shouldn’t we jump at such a chance?”
“Eh...I think you’re asking the wrong person, Tulla.”
“I know, but I’m so busy with coordinating the war effort, I just don’t have time to study this book like I would’ve been able to in the old days. I mean I suppose I could wait until after the war is won, but who knows how long that will be exactly? And there’s never a guarantee on survival.”
“Don’t say that.” You remark.
“You know better than anyone that life can be cut short in a blink of an eye.”
“Hmm, I also know that sometime life can just go on and on and on…” you say causing Tulla to laugh.
“Alright, I’ll study this book again, I’ve got the time after all. You just be careful out there.” You say.
Tulla thanks you and after a couple more brief exchanges she’s on her way again, leaving you alone.
“Well Talia, I said I wanted to help more, guess I better get to it.”
You spend the next few days reading over the book. You thought you weren’t going to have any better luck than you did decades ago, but actually you understand it a little better now. You can even figure out some of the unfamiliar language. The problem though is you’re still not getting a good feeling about the ritual.
It’s still vague on what exactly will happen, but the shadows would be linked with Dendrin’s realm not just in a spiritual sense, but also in a very real physical sense. The shadows essentially would become REAL shadows. Incorporeal and no longer susceptible to the weaknesses that most beings suffer. At least that’s what you think it means.
Worshipping Dendrin is one thing, but becoming some sort of a wisp? An intangible being with real no sense of self? You can’t imagine wanting to transform yourself in such a manner regardless of the benefits. However you wouldn’t be involved, it would be Tulla and the rest of her shadows and they may be more willing to jump at the chance. True they aren’t the fanatics like the old shadows, but one never can tell.
You even attempt to pray to Dendrin, just so you can ask him more about this ritual, but you have no luck. You’re on your own in this and you’re only left with a couple choices. You could just destroy the book and solve the problem that way or you can tell Tulla the truth about the spell and let her make her own decision.