章 22: Chapter 21: Misunderstandings?

A premonitory chill traced its icy way down Alex's spine. For a second he stood on gray Hall, under a gray roofs, in the midst of a gray silence that stretched thinner and thinner, like a balloon blown big, until the temptation to rupture it was too great to resist. her silence was the most terrifying part. Like before a bomb. Its a time for hope to grow or wither. It is a time for doubt to suddenly grow until its almost physical.

As Alex scanned the Goddess's face for a reaction the silence hung in the air like the suspended moment before a falling glass shatters on the ground. he expected her to scream, throw a fit or even pout, but she did none of those things. Instead she took a step back and magically manifested a throne made of shadows before quietly sitting down. Her face devoid of any emotion besides the initial widening of eye.

Voices soon babbled happily like a mountain river across the grey walls, as though relishing on the situation.

"SILENCE!!!!" Ayaseh suddenly roared as her voice distorted in the end, releasing a shock wave that spread across the hall but somehow managed to skip Alex.

"You!..." She suddenly said, turning to Alex. It was word, but it contained myriad of emotions.

"Who are you?..." she finally asked, watching Alex's every action like a Hawk.

Unfortunately, Alex was even more surprised about how the whole thing played out.

'Why the sudden change in attitude?!...maybe!, F*ck!!, wait!, perhaps I could use this to my advantage and escape the fate of being the Antagonist of the world for now.' His thoughts raced as he cooked up a plan, One thing he was sure of was that, If he was chosen by Ayaseh as her champion at this moment, there would be a huge commotion that would attract the Sun God, Ragol.

"I don't really know who I am nor do I have any memory of how I came to be, but out of the few things I remember, you were one of them" Alex tried coming up with a somewhat vague excuse and left the rest to the Goddess's imagination.

"You mean...?" Ayaseh could barely hold herself as her imagination ran wild with possibilities.

'could he be a God born out of this world like me?, if so what happened to him?, why is his soul so fragmented?...'

'It's likely that's the case!, despite being fragmented, it was enough to keep him alive and seems to be gradually healing, could it be why he could use my divine mana?'

'is this how Ragol really evolved into an arch God directly?'Ayaseh was shocked as she felt it was possible, 'That thief!!...is this why he has been challenging me recently?! to bad, this soul is too fragmented to get any information from it!!'.

Like this, the goddess continued to speculate in a rather strange direction, if Alex knew what she was thinking, He would probably die laughing.

In a way, Alex didn't lie when he said she was one of the things he remembered.

Alex waited patiently, secretly reminiscing about times when he made report of took orders from his boss back on earth.

"I see...we'll meet again" Ayaseh finally said while waving her hand lightly, sending Alex out of the temple.

'what?' was what Alex thought in confusion.

He was now standing at about three metres away from the temple doors, At this time the village seemed serene with the occasional cricket sounds.

Within the temple was now the opposite of the grey halls Alex had seen, it was now completely dark!. The darkness that now shrouded the place was far more than just the absence of light. It was thick and heavy, interlaced with the stench of death, and broken by the screaming silence of sorrow within the wall.

Glowing green smokey eyes stared intently from within...

"Now I understand...hahahaha!! Ragol, just you wait" a laughter broke out uproariously, It's a sound she hasn't heard in a thousand years and it's a sound she would wait another thousand to hear.

"Interesting!!!"

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Cilldean Kingdom...

The City of SpreyDower,

Time flew by and the night passed.

The city temperature hovered between twenty-six and twenty-seven degrees Celsius, so the weather was fairly warm.

Whoosh!

Simon Weiss stood up from the bathtub and took a stride forward, sending water droplets to the floor.

He stood there naked, looking down at his abs. He flexed the prominent muscle lines.

he appeared a lot more energetic, after all, he just got a new body.

Dark brown hair, 6.4 feet with a well toned body...a body of someone that was at the peak of the third circle order, only a step away from the Grand circle of changes in the swordsman path.

Tap. Tap. Tap. He stepped on the floor barefooted in the bathroom, He stopped at the wooden door and let out a breath happily. He took the towel from a dark elf that was standing next to him and wiped himself down.

In the last few days, he had met Dorian Moss and began making plans to head towards the sea and enter the circle of changes.

but He felt that haste makes waste, so he merely chatted with the pirate and asked important matters about the circulating rumors.

Simon tossed the used towel towards the dark elf while humming, he approached the clothes on the bed and picked up a shirt, after putting it on, he buttoned up before proceeding to complete his attire.

He lifted his head to look at the door and looked like he muttered to himself, "it's just unfortunate that the Orc was low in the evolution circle."

"Hmph!, forget it!..you wouldn't have been able to handle his body as you are now" a raspy voice sounded out like an old man.

"WHAT??!!"Simon opened his eyes wide in disbelief as he approached the huge book on the chair with large strides.

"that's just one way to look at it...Perhaps, he might have even absorbed you instead" The voice appeared again, only this time, it sounded like a woman.

Immediately, curiosity appeared in his eyes as he began to imagine himself dissecting the Orc to find what makes it tick.

"Too bad, I need to head out at sea" He finally said.

"Yes, yes, yes...that you must do..." several voices sang along...

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The next morning,

Alex turned his gaze to the small team of Goblins he had gathered to test the mine and started to move.

The mine wasn't to far from the mouth of the Valley so they moved slowly, He then noticed the massive cage from the other day was still there but the sides had been torn open with traces of Blood here and there.

'it escaped?' Alex felt a headache all of a sudden, 'Best to ask torrelsav about what was in it'.

Soon they approached the mine, it was well hidden by a blanket of trees and he could feel strong magic hidden within.

There were only 10 or so Goblins in this team because he planned to only survey the outer region which was not too important, plus the defenses from the spiders here weren't too strong.

he walked over. The Goblins mining didn't notice Alex's group and were idly chatting with each other.

"Ehem!" He cleared his throat as he got closer, causing them to shriek. He couldn't blame them as the magic from the mine had dulled his presence.

At this time, a goblin was rushing out of the mines entrance with a blue shiny rock in hand, panic was written all over his face.

the moment he stepped out he saw Alex and became elated, he tried rushing in his direction but a web like lasso latched unto him and dragged him back into the mine.

"ROOOOAR!!!!" Alex roared in anger, hoping to confuse whatever pulled the goblin in... but it ignored the roar and made away with the goblin.

Alex immediately chased after the duo while increasing his alertness, his team of Goblins furiously chased after him.