Chapter 23: Amethyst(3)
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"A candidate for what exactly? It all leads back to me," chided Amethyst.
He collapsed the figures dancing on the table and rose them back up with a snap of his finger.
By the time Reve noticed the change in the figurines, they had already transformed into four objects. The first was what looked like a man and the other three were three orbs hovering around the man.
"You see, I was fascinated with the unexpected...the unknown
...the anomaly. Regrettably, I was none of that. Sure, in my heydays, I shined like the bright sun but such brilliance did not originate from nowhere. I was blessed. My heritage was rich. Since I took my first breath, my fate was a foregone conclusion."
Amethyst spoke in a raspy tone. Even Reve could feel the uncomfortable emotions welling up in him.
However, he wondered what being didn't want to be special? If he had the chance, he would take it with pleasure.
Reve didn't interrupt and let Amethyst immerse him with his story.
Slowly, the three orbs revolved above the figurine man, each shining brightly.
"By the time I reached an adult age, I was in possession of four sources of power. Although, I didn't have full access to them. At first, it was just three. They nearly killed me. Three was too much for even my godly self. I had to even them out, make them listen. And how do I do that? I figured they were too concentrated on each other. If there was a fourth party, it would lead to a beautiful checkmate. The fourth party would unite them."
Listening to Amethyst, Reve's mind was reminded of the name of a particular skill he possessed, "Trinity…...Trinity Candidate. Three! Third!"
Suddenly, everything was making sense to him.
He glanced at the orb hovering above the figurine man.
This did not go unnoticed by Amethyst, who revealed a sharp smile, "You are getting there."
Following his will, one of the orbs rose above the two other orbs. It revealed all its sides to the patient eyes watching it.
Carved on its body were multiple lines that glowed with different colours.
"My first power source was an inherited heritage. I'm not human. I'm a Phaent, a cosmic race."
Afterwards, the floating orbs met with the other two. One of the other two orbs rose up in its stead.
Its surface was scaly and it shone with a blue and silver hue.
"My second power source…..another inherited heritage. From my mother's side. She belonged to the proud Drakov race, another cosmic race. Hence, I'm half Phaent - Half Drakov. Now, you see my point."
Even Reve trembled when he thought of how blessed Amethyst was. Only a person like him was qualified to be frustrated about his "power sources".
On the rectangular table, the second orb joined the first orb while the third orb took its place.
It was a purple orb covered by a gray mist.
"My third power source. Haha, that one was the wildest one. You see the universe is rhythmic even though it spawns dome sporadic things. The third power source was one of those things. It was in the form of an identity called [Son of Chaos]. Anyone could be born with that identity. It wasn't without its limitations though. For instance; the short lifespan and uncontrollable power. I was born with it and had to face the limits. After a lot of struggles, I transcended the limits and took the mantle of [Khaos], the lord of chaos and order. It's a long story. Now, onto the important part."
The third orbs declined and the three orbs were finally united again. They celebrated by revolving the figurine man once again.
They were in a wonderful formation with each of them having an equal distance from the other.
At the centre of this formation, a small dot was amassing.
"Stuffed with these powerful power sources, I became suffocated. I needed an identity. My own identity! An exclusive power source! I created it after merging the uniqueness of all my power sources. I washed away the influences of all the power sources, making it raw and pure. It became its own power source whose purpose was to manage the others. I call it-- "
Reve interjected at this point, "Trinity…..."
"Yes, as for what exactly it entails. You are not still a candidate," responded Amethyst.
He went on, "After an uncountable period, it is time to leave my mark in the universe….not that I haven't though. I have waited for millennials in this world for this purpose only. You talk about my goal? My grand goal is to sire a protege. Just that…...a protege to host the offshoot of Trinity."
"A host…..?" questioned Reve.
"Yes, a host. [Trinity Candidate]. A candidate for the position of a host. The direct title; [Kin of Amethyst]. It's self-explanatory," explained Amethyst.
His orientation had reached halfway. By now, Reve understood what his role as a candidate meant.
"So...." Reve led on.
"Being a candidate depends on compatibility, which is why I'm strict in your development course. The imposed limitations make the candidates the best choice possible. It builds up compatibility," said Amethyst.
Reve could understand what he meant. In essence, he was nurturing the perfect vessel for the Trinity power.
"Let me guess. The vessel has to be empty, which is why you prohibited Nixy from converting me and also stopped the red liquid for making me an amazon?" realized Reve.
He didn't need an answer. It was obvious enough.
Nevertheless, Amethyst still nodded in confirmation.
He gave more information, "All the candidates will be compelled to move to my castle when the time is right. Don't worry, you will know its location at that time. I will then decide my means of deciding on the eventual host. I'm leaning towards a battle of death, but who knows?"
Reve once again sighed, "There is a problem."
"What is it?"
"It's not equal"
"Huh?"
Reve went on, "You saved me. And in return, I'm required to be a candidate. To top it off, I have chains on me that limit my development scope. The scale is not even."
Amethyst brought his right hand to his chin and spoke his thoughts, "Hmmmmm….what you say has merit. Truly, you are the weakest candidate. However, that makes you a better choice for a hidden reason."
He continued analyzing the issue and reached a conclusion, "Before I depart, I will give you something that would hone your skill as compensation."
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"A candidate for what exactly? It all leads back to me," chided Amethyst.
He collapsed the figures dancing on the table and rose them back up with a snap of his finger.
By the time Reve noticed the change in the figurines, they had already transformed into four objects. The first was what looked like a man and the other three were three orbs hovering around the man.
"You see, I was fascinated with the unexpected...the unknown
...the anomaly. Regrettably, I was none of that. Sure, in my heydays, I shined like the bright sun but such brilliance did not originate from nowhere. I was blessed. My heritage was rich. Since I took my first breath, my fate was a foregone conclusion."
Amethyst spoke in a raspy tone. Even Reve could feel the uncomfortable emotions welling up in him.
However, he wondered what being didn't want to be special? If he had the chance, he would take it with pleasure.
Reve didn't interrupt and let Amethyst immerse him with his story.
Slowly, the three orbs revolved above the figurine man, each shining brightly.
"By the time I reached an adult age, I was in possession of four sources of power. Although, I didn't have full access to them. At first, it was just three. They nearly killed me. Three was too much for even my godly self. I had to even them out, make them listen. And how do I do that? I figured they were too concentrated on each other. If there was a fourth party, it would lead to a beautiful checkmate. The fourth party would unite them."
Listening to Amethyst, Reve's mind was reminded of the name of a particular skill he possessed, "Trinity…...Trinity Candidate. Three! Third!"
Suddenly, everything was making sense to him.
He glanced at the orb hovering above the figurine man.
This did not go unnoticed by Amethyst, who revealed a sharp smile, "You are getting there."
Following his will, one of the orbs rose above the two other orbs. It revealed all its sides to the patient eyes watching it.
Carved on its body were multiple lines that glowed with different colours.
"My first power source was an inherited heritage. I'm not human. I'm a Phaent, a cosmic race."
Afterwards, the floating orbs met with the other two. One of the other two orbs rose up in its stead.
Its surface was scaly and it shone with a blue and silver hue.
"My second power source…..another inherited heritage. From my mother's side. She belonged to the proud Drakov race, another cosmic race. Hence, I'm half Phaent - Half Drakov. Now, you see my point."
Even Reve trembled when he thought of how blessed Amethyst was. Only a person like him was qualified to be frustrated about his "power sources".
On the rectangular table, the second orb joined the first orb while the third orb took its place.
It was a purple orb covered by a gray mist.
"My third power source. Haha, that one was the wildest one. You see the universe is rhythmic even though it spawns dome sporadic things. The third power source was one of those things. It was in the form of an identity called [Son of Chaos]. Anyone could be born with that identity. It wasn't without its limitations though. For instance; the short lifespan and uncontrollable power. I was born with it and had to face the limits. After a lot of struggles, I transcended the limits and took the mantle of [Khaos], the lord of chaos and order. It's a long story. Now, onto the important part."
The third orbs declined and the three orbs were finally united again. They celebrated by revolving the figurine man once again.
They were in a wonderful formation with each of them having an equal distance from the other.
At the centre of this formation, a small dot was amassing.
"Stuffed with these powerful power sources, I became suffocated. I needed an identity. My own identity! An exclusive power source! I created it after merging the uniqueness of all my power sources. I washed away the influences of all the power sources, making it raw and pure. It became its own power source whose purpose was to manage the others. I call it-- "
Reve interjected at this point, "Trinity…..."
"Yes, as for what exactly it entails. You are not still a candidate," responded Amethyst.
He went on, "After an uncountable period, it is time to leave my mark in the universe….not that I haven't though. I have waited for millennials in this world for this purpose only. You talk about my goal? My grand goal is to sire a protege. Just that…...a protege to host the offshoot of Trinity."
"A host…..?" questioned Reve.
"Yes, a host. [Trinity Candidate]. A candidate for the position of a host. The direct title; [Kin of Amethyst]. It's self-explanatory," explained Amethyst.
His orientation had reached halfway. By now, Reve understood what his role as a candidate meant.
"So...." Reve led on.
"Being a candidate depends on compatibility, which is why I'm strict in your development course. The imposed limitations make the candidates the best choice possible. It builds up compatibility," said Amethyst.
Reve could understand what he meant. In essence, he was nurturing the perfect vessel for the Trinity power.
"Let me guess. The vessel has to be empty, which is why you prohibited Nixy from converting me and also stopped the red liquid for making me an amazon?" realized Reve.
He didn't need an answer. It was obvious enough.
Nevertheless, Amethyst still nodded in confirmation.
He gave more information, "All the candidates will be compelled to move to my castle when the time is right. Don't worry, you will know its location at that time. I will then decide my means of deciding on the eventual host. I'm leaning towards a battle of death, but who knows?"
Reve once again sighed, "There is a problem."
"What is it?"
"It's not equal"
"Huh?"
Reve went on, "You saved me. And in return, I'm required to be a candidate. To top it off, I have chains on me that limit my development scope. The scale is not even."
Amethyst brought his right hand to his chin and spoke his thoughts, "Hmmmmm….what you say has merit. Truly, you are the weakest candidate. However, that makes you a better choice for a hidden reason."
He continued analyzing the issue and reached a conclusion, "Before I depart, I will give you something that would hone your skill as compensation."
"A candidate for what exactly? It all leads back to me," chided Amethyst. He collapsed the figures dancing on the table and rose them back up with a snap of his finger. By the time Reve noticed the change in the figurines, they had already transformed into four objects. The first was what looked like a man and the other three were three orbs hovering around the man. "You see, I was fascinated with the unexpected...the unknown ...the anomaly. Regrettably, I was none of that. Sure, in my heydays, I shined like the bright sun but such brilliance did not originate from nowhere. I was blessed. My heritage was rich. Since I took my first breath, my fate was a foregone conclusion." Amethyst spoke in a raspy tone. Even Reve could feel the uncomfortable emotions welling up in him. However, he wondered what being didn't want to be special? If he had the chance, he would take it with pleasure. Reve didn't interrupt and let Amethyst immerse him with his story. Slowly, the three orbs revolved above the figurine man, each shining brightly. "By the time I reached an adult age, I was in possession of four sources of power. Although, I didn't have full access to them. At first, it was just three. They nearly killed me. Three was too much for even my godly self. I had to even them out, make them listen. And how do I do that? I figured they were too concentrated on each other. If there was a fourth party, it would lead to a beautiful checkmate. The fourth party would unite them." Listening to Amethyst, Reve's mind was reminded of the name of a particular skill he possessed, "Trinity...Trinity Candidate. Three! Third!" Suddenly, everything was making sense to him. He glanced at the orb hovering above the figurine man. This did not go unnoticed by Amethyst, who revealed a sharp smile, "You are getting there." Following his will, one of the orbs rose above the two other orbs. It revealed all its sides to the patient eyes watching it. Carved on its body were multiple lines that glowed with different colours. "My first power source was an inherited heritage. I'm not human. I'm a Phaent, a cosmic race." Afterwards, the floating orbs met with the other two. One of the other two orbs rose up in its stead. Its surface was scaly and it shone with a blue and silver hue. "My second power source..another inherited heritage. From my mother's side. She belonged to the proud Drakov race, another cosmic race. Hence, I'm half Phaent - Half Drakov. Now, you see my point." Even Reve trembled when he thought of how blessed Amethyst was. Only a person like him was qualified to be frustrated about his "power sources". On the rectangular table, the second orb joined the first orb while the third orb took its place. It was a purple orb covered by a gray mist. "My third power source. Haha, that one was the wildest one. You see the universe is rhythmic even though it spawns dome sporadic things. The third power source was one of those things. It was in the form of an identity called Son of Chaos. Anyone could be born with that identity. It wasn't without its limitations though. For instance; the short lifespan and uncontrollable power. I was born with it and had to face the limits. After a lot of struggles, I transcended the limits and took the mantle of Khaos, the lord of chaos and order. It's a long story. Now, onto the important part." The third orbs declined and the three orbs were finally united again. They celebrated by revolving the figurine man once again. They were in a wonderful formation with each of them having an equal distance from the other. At the centre of this formation, a small dot was amassing. "Stuffed with these powerful power sources, I became suffocated. I needed an identity. My own identity! An exclusive power source! I created it after merging the uniqueness of all my power sources. I washed away the influences of all the power sources, making it raw and pure. It became its own power source whose purpose was to manage the others. I call it-- " Reve interjected at this point, "Trinity..." "Yes, as for what exactly it entails. You are not still a candidate," responded Amethyst. He went on, "After an uncountable period, it is time to leave my mark in the universe.not that I haven't though. I have waited for millennials in this world for this purpose only. You talk about my goal? My grand goal is to sire a protege. Just that...a protege to host the offshoot of Trinity." "A host..?" questioned Reve. "Yes, a host. Trinity Candidate. A candidate for the position of a host. The direct title; Kin of Amethyst. It's self-explanatory," explained Amethyst. His orientation had reached halfway. By now, Reve understood what his role as a candidate meant. "So...." Reve led on. "Being a candidate depends on compatibility, which is why I'm strict in your development course. The imposed limitations make the candidates the best choice possible. It builds up compatibility," said Amethyst. Reve could understand what he meant. In essence, he was nurturing the perfect vessel for the Trinity power. "Let me guess. The vessel has to be empty, which is why you prohibited Nixy from converting me and also stopped the red liquid for making me an amazon?" realized Reve. He didn't need an answer. It was obvious enough. Nevertheless, Amethyst still nodded in confirmation. He gave more information, "All the candidates will be compelled to move to my castle when the time is right. Don't worry, you will know its location at that time. I will then decide my means of deciding on the eventual host. I'm leaning towards a battle of death, but who knows?" Reve once again sighed, "There is a problem." "What is it?" "It's not equal" "Huh?" Reve went on, "You saved me. And in return, I'm required to be a candidate. To top it off, I have chains on me that limit my development scope. The scale is not even." Amethyst brought his right hand to his chin and spoke his thoughts, "Hmmmmm.what you say has merit. Truly, you are the weakest candidate. However, that makes you a better choice for a hidden reason." He continued analyzing the issue and reached a conclusion, "Before I depart, I will give you something that would hone your skill as compensation."
