The Worthless Servant Who Awakened the World Eater

Chapter 10:The Heir the World Forgot

The crystal was shattered and the black light continued to emanate from it.

It paralyzed Elias before itself and the symbol in front of Elias's feet resembled a heart. Every pulse brought about an insignificant tremor in the closed chamber. A dust fell on the ground and a black fire in his hand didn't fire.

There were the words after that.

BLOODLINE CONFIRMED.

Elias studied the message which had been left on the other surface of the crystal.

This then was followed by a second line below.

HEIR RECOGNIZED.

His breath caught.

“Heir to what?”

A chamber spokesperson said she couldn't comment.

He got nearer, ignoring his protective instincts that had kept him safe ever since he reached the Veyron estate. He had his boots lit up with the symbol. The black lights started to ripple along the ground, and join the old marks until the light created a circle around him.

Here's another message.

It wasn't the first seal, it was the PROTO-SUN.

Elias's fingers curled.

First seal?

He recollected the day the black flame had come to life. He recalled that weird voice, how the crystal reacted when he touched him, how he felt scared, and how he felt as if the eyes of an old thing opened in him.

He'd believed that he had discovered a weapon.

He was wondering if he opened a prison now?

He saw that he had a headache in his head.

After that Elias faltered and he took hold of the stone altar.

It was a frightening moment, when he caught sight of a dark area full of several stars blazing. Behind it was great, it ate worlds as it ate the sparks that fell into its huge mouth.

This was soon forgotten.

Elias was on one knee, puffed out legs and gasping.

“No,” he whispered.

In an attempt to hold onto the image that was still fading from his memory, he placed his hand to his forehead.

It was the sensation he had, however, that frightened him, not the sight.

He was unable to remember the face of his mother.

He knew that he must have heard of it once. He could remember when she talked to him as tenderly as ever, how she held his hand as warm as ever, and a part of an old lullaby she used to sing. His mind couldn't get her eyes to come onto him but.

He had lost something precious to the Black Flame already.

What do you have to do now?

“Elias!”

At the door a voice was heard, it was Lyra's.

He turned sharply.

She walked in and was extremely white, her breathing was irregular. Her face and cheek were cut at the corners and she was holding a lantern.

She said, “Oh, what happened, what happened?”

Elias looked at the shards of broken crystal.

“It pointed out something to me.”

“What?”

He hesitated.

How he knew what darkness had devoured, if he didn't know what darkness was?

Before he could utter a word the old sign went off, blaring.

Lyra froze.

The light was able to penetrate down under her feet, but not quite to her boots.

She was fascinated by the symbols.

“These symbols she said, “I know them.”

“Where?”

But I believe my dad's passion for ancient civilisations of magic was before his departure. She was staring at Elias. It's a lost civilization thousands of years ago, with evidence that had been left behind, he said.

Elias rose slowly.

Where are they?

Lyra swallowed.

He thought that they were destroyed by a thing that he referred to as the World Eater.

The chamber seemed to be hit as if it were a blow.

All the rest of the crystal pieces were in harmony.

The Black Flame came out and ripped through Elias' fingers.

On the altar began to be a new line of writing.

WORLD EATER: DORMANT.

Here is another inscription in the bottom right.

VESSEL: UNCONFIRMED.

Lyra stepped backward.

“Elias, get away from it.”

He tried.

There was ice in all of his legs.

A symbol under him started to shine with increasing intensity and black light started to rise up his legs. But there was a knowing in him, a response, a movement of a lock to some deep place in his soul, he felt, but not pain.

A quietness came upon his mind.

Heir.

Elias clenched his hands, and chewed on the hand.

“Out of my head! Out of my head!”

The voice began to become louder and louder.The sound was becoming louder and louder.

They have been cast aside by the world.

Before him were premonitions of towering cities, under the strange stars above them, armies kneeling before a black sun, and a monstrous thing, coiled round a dying world.

Then, he saw a man standing in front of it.

There was a man with eyes on one of his (they).

Until the vision was taken from Elias he didn't know what he was seeing.

He went down to his knees.

He was grabbed by Lyra on his shoulder.

“Elias! Look at me!”

He wanted to focus his gaze on her face.

What if it wasn't a weapon?”, he said.

Then we'll get to know what it is and then use it again.

What if it is found – what if it is discovered – what if it is discovered?

Lyra had no answer.

The first time she saw him being helped, it was fear that she saw in her eyes.

Not fear of Kael. Does not belong to the Veyron family.

Fear of him.

She ran away from him and pulled away from his hand.

“Don't touch me.”

“Elias—”

What if I'm the one that's awakening it? For one person, who will come to me, and die for my lack of strength?

His mind conjured up the face of Mira, his thoughts had brought her face to his mind.

He had been subjected to all the humiliations at the Estate, it was he who wanted her to live more than the life of chains and servants' quarters. He'd risked it all, he'd gone where he was not supposed to go, he had woken up some power he didn't know about and hoped that he would find his freedom.

But her speed can be as much as he can run and his power could be against her.

He was on his knees, he was at her side, Lyra.

The disgusting one asked, "Well, what's your name?" You've suffered for a man, so at least you can suffer for yourself, I know.

“You don't understand.”

Then explain to me; don't decide on a type of you.

He was now hooked up again and was in love with her for the second time.

Then the shaking and vibrating of the chamber started, and continued.

There was a splitting of the altar and a large entrance was cut into the altar. Black light stirred in the depths of the corpse's lifeless walls, leaping through death's lifeless walls.

Modifications have been made to the Old Writing.

WE'VE STARTED THE TRIP,

It will be up to the heir to choose.

Underneath the three words were: there are three symbols:

It was like a crown.

The second was a cavity in the eyes.

The third one was a black circle with 9 rings that had been broken.

Elias was gazing at them.

Could we have done anything else? He inquired. I'm ñb h

The sound of the chamber was so loud, that the stones shook.

Rule it.

Contain it.

Or become the end.

Then silence fell.

Black light was turned off.

Elias fell to the ground and grabbed onto two things. He had no cuts, scars, or marks on him from the Black Flame.

After several seconds, he and Lyra didn't say anything to each other.

Finally, in a quiet voice she said, “We have to leave.”

Then Eli'ah sent his eyes to peer at the broken altar.

So now there was no way for him to get free, it was the first time.

He saw a door.

Some other thing down there was beating.

The first alarm was sounded as they headed for the corridor to the west.

So another from outside of the estate.

A strong arm was in her hand, Elias'.

“Someone is coming.”

Running through the passage they appeared in the courtyard, at the same time as the armed horsemen entered through the main gate.

They wore dark coloured cloth with a broken circle and an eye on it.

They were on a parade as the troops marched. Now behind the three officials were three more officials with long charcoal-coloured robes with the same symbol.

He is bruised because of Kael's duel, and is thus standing on the steps.

“What is the meaning of this?” he demanded. It's Veyron land.

All the official personnel were to dismount from the bike.

Here we are, here we are, to see the magic disturbance in the northern areas.

To the west wing he went.

“Where is the servant that took part in the latest magic test?”

Elias's blood flowed out from his face.

To him, Kael slowly looked around.

For a fleeting second they looked into each other's eyes.

Kael's expression changed.

He'd been bested by Elias, but now he knew that something bigger was on the horizon at the estate than a competition.

The official approached.

“Elias Vale?”

Elias said nothing.

The man's eyes became as narrow as if they were slit.

Look at them, they are with you.”

“And if I refuse?”

The official's hand pointed towards a silver sword on his waist.

If so, "then we will have to determine whether or not you pose a danger to this land.

Lyra stepped forward.

“He didn't do anything that he should be blamed for.”

“Stand aside.”

He took hold of her hand and she did not move nearer.

He would NOT allow her to make his decisions.

However, the cops were coming towards him and there was a shaking in the earth.

The stones in the courtyard broke.

The sender(ee) was at a lower estate level and returned a response.

The officials' uniforms were stained with all of the silver badges.

The oldest officer had his skin ripped off and he was left as white as a sheet of parchment paper.

“No,” he whispered.

Between the mountains to the west was a valley.

The officers unloaded their guns, and knelt down.

Not even Kael could wince.

A Black Flame roamed Elias' chest.

There, in the crack of the chamber door could be seen the last word, written on the shards of broken crystal which glittered in the gloom.

Be careful of the world's consumers stirred up!

A voice suddenly came to Elias, in his mind.

At last, my heir.

Please send me the 9 worlds.

Elias peeked at the dark region beneath the house.

One thing I wanted to have on my rear view mirror was: