《Until death? (Old Version)》55. Between father and son?
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We are inside our summer residence and Celes is holding Aengus with a distressed expression. Just imagine how you would feel if your two week old baby would suddenly start to talk in your mind.
No wonder Ireth freaked out!
“So.... who do we have here?” I ask Aengus with a forced smile. At least I have to try to keep my calm. If I don't like his personality, I will wipe his mind and that's it!
-I just woke up and had all that knowledge about language and other stuff that's common sense. Then I had those dreams. I was always a hero in shining armour and I would help the weak and save the innocent. It felt like I was doing that over many different lifetimes, always choosing a righteous path.-
“Hm... So you don't actually remember who you really are Aengus?” I ask him the most important question. I am a little concerned about his mental health. A little baby shouldn't have all that knowledge. It's different if the baby has a complete personality to boot with. But Aengus seems a little incomplete. He didn't have his own personality and his brain just suddenly got stuffed with enough knowledge about mind-magic to use telepathy.
-Actually I don't really remember who I am. It's all a little blurry. The only thing I remember clearly is that I was just banishing some evil demons from my plain, when a blinding light suddenly pulled me forcefully away. Then I was inside a magic circle and some people told me that I had to join the ranks of gods.-
I nod and signal him to explain further. Without the whole story it will be hard to judge the situation.
-They even went as far as to give me working instructions for this new.... appointment. They didn't even ask for my opinion. I never wanted such a great responsibility on my shoulders. I think I was fine with just wandering the world in my current reincarnation and helping people in trouble.-
-I always thought that's my destiny for which I could remember my past life. While these Council people were talking about more and more pretty heavy stuff, I freaked out and made a run for it. But even by travelling between worlds, I couldn't shake them off.-
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-They even threatened me with being sealed forever inside a black hole. They are nuts if you ask me. When I was about to give up a blonde beauty appeared and offered to save me from them. It was connected with a hefty price, but it sounded better than the black hole. So I accepted.-
-The next moment I wake up from that dream and a demon smiles into my face!-
I sigh and close my eyes. “That demon is your grandmother. And if you ever call her a demon again, you will wish you were never born.”
From what I heard from him, it seems like he was a newborn god. A soul which just transcended from a normal cycle of reincarnation to godhood. The council became aware of him and tried to enlist him. The normal procedure like it happened to me too. You get summoned, intimidated and the ordered to work for them.
-I gathered that myself after I thought over my experiences as a baby. Say dad! Was I really reborn as a demon? But after I see you and mom I guess that question is void.-
“We aren't demons. This world is a little different from your previous ones. Everyone on this world is a god. We are opposed to the Council and you could say that we are at war with them.” -Celes
-So that's why you came back in shining armour! Are you some kind of high ranking warriors?-
“Kukuku. Nothing of the sort. We are the king and the queen of this whole world. So you are the prince.” Celes smiles with a proud face.
-...-
“Thinking about running?” I ask Aengus and smile at him with a devilish grin.
-It's hard to believe that you are not a demon if you look at me like that.....-
Aengus has now a complicated expression. You can tell even though he has just a baby-face.
“Returning to the question of what to do with you. To be honest, I am concerned about your mental health. It must be pretty hard to cope with those dreams without a stabilised personality. I am thinking about deleting or sealing your memories.” I explain the situation to Aengus with a firm voice.
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-You can do that? ….. To be honest I am afraid of dying. Wouldn't the deletion of my memories kill my current personality? Couldn't you just seal those dreams away? To be honest most of them are pretty disturbing anyway.-
I cock my head while I think about that possibility. It would be the least I would do.
-And if I understood the situation correctly. Wouldn't I be hampered compared to others of my age on this world? Haven't all babies gotten back their memories?-
I massage my temples while I think about it. Great work Seria! You created a complete chaos for society. Talking babies, workers and serves who suddenly are gods and who could smite cities with a thought. A wonder it didn't already deteriorate into civil war again.
“I have so much other stuff to do. For the moment I will go with this solution. It is at least not permanent like a memory reset.” I press a thumb onto Aengus's forehead and concentrate on his soul.
It is in more turmoil than someone would imagine from talking to him. So it takes me quite a while to sort his memories and seal them. It helps that he relaxes during the process. After a few minutes I am done. “How do you feel now.”
-Not much differently. So no more weird dreams?-
“No.”
-Thank you daddy, I guess?-
Suddenly Rose enters the room. “Ahem. My king there are some documents, you have to sign. We need to rebuild the palace!” She waves a package of documents at me.
The palace? …. OF COURSE! “THE PALACE!” I scream and Aengus twitches at my outburst. I teleport to the ruins of the old palace.
A few people are trying to save valuables from the rubble, but I shoo them away. I just got the area free of people when Celes arrives with Aengus and Rose.
“What are you thinking, just teleporting off!” She snaps at me.
“Oh, sorry! But I almost forgot that the new palace should arrive any minute now!” I inform them while I already start to clean up the area of the old palace, flattening everything with telekinesis.
It's no great deal with my newly regained powers. The area just has the size of a few football fields. That's nothing compared to crushing a mountain. The process is progressing quick and without problems.
“New palace?” -Celes
“Arrive?” -Rose
“Yes you see I remembered one of my projects when you told me that this is our old world. So I went down to the planets core and ordered it to rise to the surface.” I smile at them while the earth starts to shake. It's not really an earthquake, just a mild vibrating sensation.
“The core?” -Rose
“You ordered it?” -Celes
“Off to the side! We have to get out of the way!” I lead them out of the area.
Just in this moment a spike made out of crystal stabs through the ground and starts to rise higher and higher. The ground is penetrated at several other positions by other spikes too. They grow to the size of a house, then they start to resemble towers.
Suddenly the whole area opens up and a huge shimmering structure out of crystal rises out of the ground. “Mwahaha! Behold! My greatest technological masterpiece! Worthy of the gods! I call it the Eternal Palace. Originally I just wanted to use it as my mobile research lab, but I guess it is grand enough to serve as a palace too.
After two minutes the structure stops to rise and the ground stops shaking. A sudden pulse of power shakes off the dirt and the whole building gives off a satisfied hum as if it was pleased to have accomplished its task.
The sunlight is broken in the diamond-like surface and the building shines in all spectral colours. Satisfied I nod and grin at Rose and Celes, who are looking agape at the new palace.
Behind us I notice a crowd of people growing bigger and bigger. It seems the spectacle alarmed the whole town.
Well it is okay. Witness the might of your king! The king of all gods! "Mwahaha!"
-Daddy? You do realize........ This thing just literally rose from hell! Are you sure we aren't demons!?-
“...”
Maybe I should wipe your mind after all.
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