Chapter 13: Secrets
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Chapter 13: Secrets
Rock grinding on rock was not the most pleasant of sounds.
Sage didnt mind it too much, since at the moment he was suddenly elated. Was this the legendary tomb of treasures? What sort of gaming nerd wouldnt know about dungeon raiding. Some powerful old guy dies and leaves all his treasures in his burial tomb, then generations later the hero goes in and retrieves them. Usually its some evil guys house and you have to defeat all the monsters he left behind to guard the treasure. Hes technically a member of the Lang Clan, it wont be too wrong to go in, right?
After the door swung fully open the darkness within suddenly lit up. Glowing stones powered by arrays illuminated the path ahead. A stone staircase descending in front of him. Still oblivious to the dangers the tomb would hold for anyone but those of the Lang Clan, Sage walked in fearlessly. Step after step, down he went. The sound of stone on stone rumbling again as the door closed itself once hed walked out of view of it. Too far away to rush back through it even if he tried, Sage could only shrug.
It opened for me from the outside it should work from the inside, right? Its not as if I wasnt just trapped underground before.
Not dwelling on the possibility of being trapped again, Sage focused on where the path ahead would lead. After counting out more than three hundred steps, he realized each landing was exactly a hundred steps and so he just started counting every time stairs hit a landing and turned a corner. When hed hit ten of them the stairs finally stopped. One thousand steps and now he was in a small entranceway. In front of him there was a pair of man sized Mantis statues. They were flanking a set of double doors, and as Sage looked around the room he noticed there were more arrays practically covering every inch of the floor, walls, and ceiling.
Whoa. Arrays.
There were so many of them, Sage couldnt help but exclaim out loud. Slowly walking around the room he examined all the crazy symbols. He could vaguely sense repeating patterns and symbols, but he had no idea how they were arranged or what they meant. When he made his way around to the Mantis statues he nearly jumped. Looking up at their faces, he felt like they had been looking at him for a second. Chuckling at his own jumpiness, Sage called out his own Mantis and had her fly around the statues.
Look, these are your ancestors, Mantis!The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
So shameful. My Lang Clan has been nearly wiped out.
Sage had been admiring the craftsmanship and detail of the statue on top of the casket, when he was jolted by the sound of a voice. Startled he looked around quickly, trying to find the source of the speech. Seeing no one, he turned towards the casket, which is where he realized the sound came from.
Dont be so surprised boy, we Great Ancestors of the Lang Clan enter our tombs voluntarily while we still have a bit of life left in us. Were supposed to protect the clan in a time of need. Its a shame we were only awakened when you entered just now. The ones in charge died too quickly to come here to call us.
The voice truly seemed to be coming from the casket in front of Sage and it spoke with a deep sense of regret. Sage understood, this Ancestor seems to have been a very great and powerful man when he was alive and now the clan he left behind had been almost completely annihilated. Just now understanding what was going on, Sage dropped to his knees out of respect for the Ancestor. Given he wasnt from this world, he still felt it was a bit weird, but he didnt wish to get discovered and so he followed all the proper rules and customs. In this case, kowtowing to ones ancestors was a very important thing to do. After touching his forehead to the ground seven times for the ancestor, the voice rang out again.
At least one of you still remains. Ill have to ensure you can revive our branch of the clan. Go to the second shelf on your left, there is a book, a bag, and a ring. They will help you. If you can form your Golden Core then return here. The other Great Ancestors and I will give you other gifts so that you can restore the Lang Clan.
Sage walked over to where he was told, reaching out and picking up the three objects. He tried to grab for another but a glowing wall appeared to block his hand. He tried for a different one and same thing happened. Knowing he could only take what he was given he turned back to the casket and bowed low.
Thank you Great Ancestor for your support.
He didnt mention how he had tried to take more, since it seemed ancestors in the caskets had the power here. With the three items in his possession he took a look at them. The ring was a silvery color with no gemstone setting, but when he looked closely there were tiny array inscriptions engraved on the inside of it. The bag was made from some sort of leather and was about six inches by six inches like a large pouch. It had loops so it could be hung from a belt, and a simple toggle button to secure the top flap from flipping open when it bounced. Finally, the book. The title made Sage blink.
Insect Immortal Index
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Chapter 13: Secrets
Rock grinding on rock was not the most pleasant of sounds.
Sage didnt mind it too much, since at the moment he was suddenly elated. Was this the legendary tomb of treasures? What sort of gaming nerd wouldnt know about dungeon raiding. Some powerful old guy dies and leaves all his treasures in his burial tomb, then generations later the hero goes in and retrieves them. Usually its some evil guys house and you have to defeat all the monsters he left behind to guard the treasure. Hes technically a member of the Lang Clan, it wont be too wrong to go in, right?
After the door swung fully open the darkness within suddenly lit up. Glowing stones powered by arrays illuminated the path ahead. A stone staircase descending in front of him. Still oblivious to the dangers the tomb would hold for anyone but those of the Lang Clan, Sage walked in fearlessly. Step after step, down he went. The sound of stone on stone rumbling again as the door closed itself once hed walked out of view of it. Too far away to rush back through it even if he tried, Sage could only shrug.
It opened for me from the outside it should work from the inside, right? Its not as if I wasnt just trapped underground before.
Not dwelling on the possibility of being trapped again, Sage focused on where the path ahead would lead. After counting out more than three hundred steps, he realized each landing was exactly a hundred steps and so he just started counting every time stairs hit a landing and turned a corner. When hed hit ten of them the stairs finally stopped. One thousand steps and now he was in a small entranceway. In front of him there was a pair of man sized Mantis statues. They were flanking a set of double doors, and as Sage looked around the room he noticed there were more arrays practically covering every inch of the floor, walls, and ceiling.
Whoa. Arrays.
There were so many of them, Sage couldnt help but exclaim out loud. Slowly walking around the room he examined all the crazy symbols. He could vaguely sense repeating patterns and symbols, but he had no idea how they were arranged or what they meant. When he made his way around to the Mantis statues he nearly jumped. Looking up at their faces, he felt like they had been looking at him for a second. Chuckling at his own jumpiness, Sage called out his own Mantis and had her fly around the statues.
Look, these are your ancestors, Mantis!The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
So shameful. My Lang Clan has been nearly wiped out.
Sage had been admiring the craftsmanship and detail of the statue on top of the casket, when he was jolted by the sound of a voice. Startled he looked around quickly, trying to find the source of the speech. Seeing no one, he turned towards the casket, which is where he realized the sound came from.
Dont be so surprised boy, we Great Ancestors of the Lang Clan enter our tombs voluntarily while we still have a bit of life left in us. Were supposed to protect the clan in a time of need. Its a shame we were only awakened when you entered just now. The ones in charge died too quickly to come here to call us.
The voice truly seemed to be coming from the casket in front of Sage and it spoke with a deep sense of regret. Sage understood, this Ancestor seems to have been a very great and powerful man when he was alive and now the clan he left behind had been almost completely annihilated. Just now understanding what was going on, Sage dropped to his knees out of respect for the Ancestor. Given he wasnt from this world, he still felt it was a bit weird, but he didnt wish to get discovered and so he followed all the proper rules and customs. In this case, kowtowing to ones ancestors was a very important thing to do. After touching his forehead to the ground seven times for the ancestor, the voice rang out again.
At least one of you still remains. Ill have to ensure you can revive our branch of the clan. Go to the second shelf on your left, there is a book, a bag, and a ring. They will help you. If you can form your Golden Core then return here. The other Great Ancestors and I will give you other gifts so that you can restore the Lang Clan.
Sage walked over to where he was told, reaching out and picking up the three objects. He tried to grab for another but a glowing wall appeared to block his hand. He tried for a different one and same thing happened. Knowing he could only take what he was given he turned back to the casket and bowed low.
Thank you Great Ancestor for your support.
He didnt mention how he had tried to take more, since it seemed ancestors in the caskets had the power here. With the three items in his possession he took a look at them. The ring was a silvery color with no gemstone setting, but when he looked closely there were tiny array inscriptions engraved on the inside of it. The bag was made from some sort of leather and was about six inches by six inches like a large pouch. It had loops so it could be hung from a belt, and a simple toggle button to secure the top flap from flipping open when it bounced. Finally, the book. The title made Sage blink.
Insect Immortal Index
Chapter 13: SecretsRock grinding on rock was not the most pleasant of sounds.Sage didnt mind it too much, since at the moment he was suddenly elated. Was this the legendary tomb of treasures? What sort of gaming nerd wouldnt know about dungeon raiding. Some powerful old guy dies and leaves all his treasures in his burial tomb, then generations later the hero goes in and retrieves them. Usually its some evil guys house and you have to defeat all the monsters he left behind to guard the treasure. Hes technically a member of the Lang Clan, it wont be too wrong to go in, right?After the door swung fully open the darkness within suddenly lit up. Glowing stones powered by arrays illuminated the path ahead. A stone staircase descending in front of him. Still oblivious to the dangers the tomb would hold for anyone but those of the Lang Clan, Sage walked in fearlessly. Step after step, down he went. The sound of stone on stone rumbling again as the door closed itself once hed walked out of view of it. Too far away to rush back through it even if he tried, Sage could only shrug. It opened for me from the outside it should work from the inside, right? Its not as if I wasnt just trapped underground before.Not dwelling on the possibility of being trapped again, Sage focused on where the path ahead would lead. After counting out more than three hundred steps, he realized each landing was exactly a hundred steps and so he just started counting every time stairs hit a landing and turned a corner. When hed hit ten of them the stairs finally stopped. One thousand steps and now he was in a small entranceway. In front of him there was a pair of man sized Mantis statues. They were flanking a set of double doors, and as Sage looked around the room he noticed there were more arrays practically covering every inch of the floor, walls, and ceiling. Whoa. Arrays.There were so many of them, Sage couldnt help but exclaim out loud. Slowly walking around the room he examined all the crazy symbols. He could vaguely sense repeating patterns and symbols, but he had no idea how they were arranged or what they meant. When he made his way around to the Mantis statues he nearly jumped. Looking up at their faces, he felt like they had been looking at him for a second. Chuckling at his own jumpiness, Sage called out his own Mantis and had her fly around the statues.Look, these are your ancestors, Mantis!The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.So shameful. My Lang Clan has been nearly wiped out.Sage had been admiring the craftsmanship and detail of the statue on top of the casket, when he was jolted by the sound of a voice. Startled he looked around quickly, trying to find the source of the speech. Seeing no one, he turned towards the casket, which is where he realized the sound came from.Dont be so surprised boy, we Great Ancestors of the Lang Clan enter our tombs voluntarily while we still have a bit of life left in us. Were supposed to protect the clan in a time of need. Its a shame we were only awakened when you entered just now. The ones in charge died too quickly to come here to call us.The voice truly seemed to be coming from the casket in front of Sage and it spoke with a deep sense of regret. Sage understood, this Ancestor seems to have been a very great and powerful man when he was alive and now the clan he left behind had been almost completely annihilated. Just now understanding what was going on, Sage dropped to his knees out of respect for the Ancestor. Given he wasnt from this world, he still felt it was a bit weird, but he didnt wish to get discovered and so he followed all the proper rules and customs. In this case, kowtowing to ones ancestors was a very important thing to do. After touching his forehead to the ground seven times for the ancestor, the voice rang out again.At least one of you still remains. Ill have to ensure you can revive our branch of the clan. Go to the second shelf on your left, there is a book, a bag, and a ring. They will help you. If you can form your Golden Core then return here. The other Great Ancestors and I will give you other gifts so that you can restore the Lang Clan.Sage walked over to where he was told, reaching out and picking up the three objects. He tried to grab for another but a glowing wall appeared to block his hand. He tried for a different one and same thing happened. Knowing he could only take what he was given he turned back to the casket and bowed low.Thank you Great Ancestor for your support.He didnt mention how he had tried to take more, since it seemed ancestors in the caskets had the power here. With the three items in his possession he took a look at them. The ring was a silvery color with no gemstone setting, but when he looked closely there were tiny array inscriptions engraved on the inside of it. The bag was made from some sort of leather and was about six inches by six inches like a large pouch. It had loops so it could be hung from a belt, and a simple toggle button to secure the top flap from flipping open when it bounced. Finally, the book. The title made Sage blink. Insect Immortal Index
