Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon

Side Story 1. The Seer and her Goddesses.

As Nate spoke to the two ‘goddesses’. On the other side.

Everything around her felt tranquil. She saw darkness from her eyes being closed, feeling everything around her…

The Seer tried opening her eyes but she could no, no matter how many times she tried. Her body itself not responding. Even so, instead of panicking she felt calm…

The gentle breeze that caressed her skin and the faint warmth from the high up sun, like it had just risen. The smell the breeze carried, one she hadn’t experienced before. There was no tension which was brought by the world. She felt at ease. She felt like in a dream state.

While basking in the feeling she finally felt the warmth which came from behind her, over her shoulders and resting on her belly, and the softness which seem to calm the world itself.

Her eyes, now in her control opened to a bright world, like a dreamscape. The sun was high above. It heat that should have come from it was warm instead of the usual harsh. Fluffy white cloud splashed and drifting in the blue of the sky.

Before her was a vibrant green spanning into the horizon. The scent of grass carried by the breezes blew over. Lower in her sight she arms wrapped around her.

“Where am I?”

Above her a shadow casted over. And when shifted her gaze up she saw the most beautiful woman she ever did see. She knew not of this woman that gazed and subtle smile tenderly with her clouded with the faint outline of irises eyes. But she felt her presence familiar.

“Worry not child, you are safe.” A soft voice she remembers came from the woman’s lips.

Finally taking everything in she realize she was in the embrace of the woman with otherworldly beauty.

“… Goddess…?”

She ethereal woman’s tenderly expression only slightly deepened in acknowledgment.

Realizing who the voice was quicken to sit up, not an ounce of strength came to her.

“Relax yourself and let yourself go. There is no need for those trivialities.” Her long hair seemed to to have slipped off her shoulder, with how long it was should have landed on the Seer’s face but they floated away from obstruction.

“…Your… grace… What’s going on?”

Fate’s gaze softened with sorrow.

“We, wish to speak with you child, and so we brought you here.”

“We…?”

That was when she noticed another to her side, hand caresses her cheek with the same tenderly, yet sad expression of the Fate. She looked no different from the woman with the exception of eyes and hair.

After a moment Destiny spoke,

“… For you who should not have met with him, Fate has changed yet again by your meeting.”

Her voice could be said to be no different from Fate’s, but with its very own distinction. The Seer knew from that, that these two were whom she worshiped.

“To not interfere with the course of the world, this rule we set.” Fate continued after, looking into the distance. “Yet it pains us so, to see our children go through this over and over again.”

“How many of yours we have lost, even if for a purpose. We love our children so dearly. To watch the suffering with will befall…” Destiny took over.

The Seer lips moved but no words came.

“It is biased of us, to break the very rules set, but we cannot bear to lose another, one of the last of our favored.”

“By this meeting with him, he is your fate. Damnation or survival will be of his course.”

The words she heard were slow comforting, like the world slowed over a long period. Even with the weight of the final remark no sense of dread came, only the calm with slowly pulled her back into darkness of sleep.

She heard their distancing voice,

“So the one blessed with our favor, heed us child. Do not stay to far from him lest damnation befall you.”

“You have already dipped into the cesspool of trouble he brings, so stay out of his reach so you don’t get swept deeper into its abyss…”

—She found herself back in her store, sitting and the young hunter nowhere in sight.

As she wondered what might have happened to him, a whispered drifted into her ear from nowhere brushing away her worry with was needed to know and said.

As she wondered what might have happened to him, a whispered drifted into her ear from nowhere brushing away her worry with was needed to know and said.

And so she sat awaiting his return.