《Nemidos: Tales of a Summoner》Chapter 4: The abyss of dark&white
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Hello guys, here’s chapter 4! Enjoy the new chapter! Again, if you note any grammatical mistake or something, point it out please!
Note: I have done a little research in old English because… reasons, I needed it for this chapter, nearing the end I have put the translation for 3 sentences in ()
Chapter 4: The abyss of dark&white
Warm
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Warm. Constricted. Layer
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Cold. Small. Sounds. DANGER
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Light. Hungry. Green
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Hungry. Light. Dark. Green
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Red. Fight. Hurt. Hungry. Not
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Green, bad. Red better
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Danger. Danger. Wound. Escape. Rest
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Danger. Again. Kill. Eat
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Red. Eat. Red. Eat
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Red… DANGER. RUN. RUN
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Wound. Rest. Die?
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Rest, now hungry. Red eat.
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Strong. What is... red? Die. More red? Die. Die. Tasty
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“Stefn? Min stefn? þys… sy þys… mé?”
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“(þys manncynn?)”
*chomp*
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“Gaeolf Khe Zu ágennama?”
“Hit sy Ic, thou, beforan thy death… gíemen me thy ágennama”
“Ágennama? Mine, ne ágan”
“Nameless thou? Kukukuuk!! And doth gee disturb Ic slæp?”
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*chomp chomp* *chomp chomp*
“Hungry not, Gaeolf… gebirg, rest tódæg”
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*TONGGGGG….TONGGGG…..TONGGGG* (Bells)
“NESREKÁ!!! NESREKÁ SY CUMAN!!!”
“Áredian thou sylfum! Hit Nesreká sy cyme for ús!!”
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“My death… near… rest in this place…”
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I have no name of my own
The name which isn’t mine…. I have inherited it by those that surround me
Nesreká
Nesreká they have called me… for wherever I go… destruction is what I bring
They are right… yet, they’re wrong, I’m not giving them destruction… I am… bringing salvation to myself…
Sentient beings, those that at least have a heart beating inside them are bound by two laws: Love & Hunger
Love
Because for a species to survive it will need to leave offspring. And the call from the flesh is strong
Hunger
Because every being that lives and wants to keep on living will need to eat. Those that don’t… in due time lose themselves and die
I’m bound by hunger
At first, I remember greenery scenarios but it came fast the time when green didn’t satisfy me anymore and needed something more… substancious, and red took that place...
I need to eat, and for that I consume, it matters not if it’s an animal or a beast or a monster I will consume it and live and keep on living…
But that is a thing of the past, yes, time is a cruel tyrant. Nothing ever stands a chance against it and myself is not an exception to this rule, I don’t know how many years I lived but I’m sure, yes, my body once upon a time met its end and when I came to realize I became… a spirit
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Spirits… world’s envoy, nature’s manifestation… many things we are…
Being a spirit make us lack a corporeal body, not that we don’t have ‘bodies’, it just that in this state we can’t interact with the ‘outside’, at least in a direct manner. As I said before, spirits are beings that interact and are part of the world in a subtle level so our interactions with the world are in itself subtle actions
For example, I have seen a Greit tiger spirit helping its fellow brethren. The help in this case is something like being a guide, helping them learn and help them, if anything, to have a better life… as animal and beasts can perceive spirits with ease, it’s not rare to find such cases
I have said that spirits can interact with the world in subtle ways, this holds true, but, there is a way for a spirit to interact with the world in a literal sense. For some reason, spirits are attracted to ‘real’ beings, and if said beings performs a specific action, spirits can manifest again in the world
The action I have talked before is a ritual where the being and spirit interlace and the spirit bonds with the being… I have seen some of those rituals but myself did not make one… as of yet…
I’m a solitary type and I have yet to see someone of my same species so I haven’t perform the ritual… not that I would help anyone if I ever meet someone… but that was in the past, yes, I have found a being that I’m attracted to. Being the lone wolf that am I, I found a forest where I was very comfortable so decided to settle in it for the time being. It happened later but when I took notice, there was a small human settlement so I decided to peek on them a little
A small box made of lumber, and there is only a man, he is quite the keen one… he keeps looking my way from time to time. I don’t feel any attraction to this being, but he is the first one to have noticed me so I stayed near him for some time
Nothing changed with the cycles passing by, one after the other, until one day
Three humans appeared
They went to the man and seemed to communicate something, they stayed like that for a while… until the head of one of the taller humans flew and the other taller one was split into two. The last one fell on the ground, ah, it’s a woman… that high pitch belongs to human females after all
I find humans as interesting beings, it’s very easy to tell what is driving them to accomplish anything they set their minds into… and at the same time they are such whimsical creatures, the very moment they feel danger they make a full turn around and start begging for their lives…
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I don’t know what they were after, but the only visitor remaining alive started the begging and the man silently watched the small show, in the end he seemed to resolve on something and… extended his hand to her
The man didn’t kill her
Instead he took her into the box of lumber
Was it a coincidence? Or fate at hand? It doesn’t matter at all because from that encounter I finally met him…
…my attraction…
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“Am I dreaming? What’s with this place?”
Lean woke up and found himself in a black space, he tried to move and found resistance as if being submerged in heavy water but at the same time with free leeway to move as he wanted because strange as it could get, was that he could feel himself as a whole, but neither did he feel that he was in his body; no arms, no legs, no head nor torso… yet he felt he was there, floating… drifting away in that heavy atmosphere…
Time, how much time passed… he didn’t know. But in a moment he felt it
“Did something… move?”
*swish….swish….*
“What’s with this… I can’t see anything but… there is something there”
Lean squinted his eyes trying to focus and adjust his vision, but with no avail and moments later
“Wha-what the hell?!”
He couldn’t see, but, something, something massive was there
“Hey! I know you’re there! Show yourself!”
“Hihihihi” (???)
“I have been here the whole time, you know?” (???)
“(What. The. Hell?!)”
The small laugh that was as if a child was playing a prank, that small sound that reverberated in that space, made Lean start sweating. It was the first time that he felt something so dreadful
“You… what are you?”
“Hihihihi”
“Stop with that creepy laughter!”
“Hihihi, I’m sorry? Sorry am i? Hihihihi I’m just so happy!!!! SO HAPPY”
“(What the hell is wrong with this thing!??!? And why am I so scared of it??)”
*Deep breaths*
“(Damn it… calm yourself…) you, who or what are you?”
“Spirit am I, mmm… this form of mine, can’t you see me??”
“Spirit? And I can’t see anything in this dark!”
“This form better??”
When Lean opened his eyes he met dark, but the next instant that the voice asked, everything flushed in front of him, white replaced the dark and what laid there facing Lean was a black miasma fluttering
“W-what?!”
“This form, more little. You can see me now?”
“(This thing… was occupying all this space… what the hell is this…)”
Now with all the dark concentrated in the black yet shapeless fog, Lean could grasp himself and the shadow and they were in an ocean of white that expanded to who knows how much and where
“Hihihihi my attraction…my attraction, finally I meet you!! MY ATTRACTION”
“(Urgh that creepy laughter… and what’s with this now)”
The black fog now was flitting around Lean doing some elliptic and circular orbits
“Stop that! What’s with you and this attraction thing!?”
“(!!!)”
The last comment made the black mist stop in its tracks and returned to the spot in front of Lean, with a slightly annoyed tone now inquired
“Thou hast ne félan thy forspenning to mé??”
(You have not feel your attraction to me??)
“(What did this thing just said??) I have understood nothing of what you just said”
“Hast thou ne cuman to mé be thy félan thou forspenning to mé??”
(Have you not come to me because you felt your attraction to me??)
“Damnit!! I can’t understand a thing you say!! Speak like before!!”
*Sniff…Sniff*
“(Eh? It’s…crying??)”
“Mé frospenning…mé forsppening… buuuu, tó sóna þys métan… buuuuu, mé forsppening”
(My attraction… my attraction…too soon this encounter… my attraction)
“….” (Lean)
“….” (???)
“Have you calmed down?”
“Shame for this soon encounter my attraction… we shall meet again… *sniff, sniff*”
“What are y-”
Before Lean could finish, the dark mist enveloped Lean and started to consume him
“ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!!!”
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*Blink Blink*
“This… is the inn’s roof??”
Lean opened his eyelids that felt like forever since he had been awake and raised his upper body from the bed
*Door opening*
“(!!) Lean! You finally woke up!! OWNER!! COME TO ROOM 9, OUR GUEST FINALLY WOKE UP!!” (???)
“What the hell? So loud… You are… the waitress?”
Finally adjusting his vision to the light he could see the person that was standing in the door, Angel, the waitress that received and guided him to the inn’s reception desk, she was carrying a pail and some cloth, maybe towels, but he was feeling very heavy and his thinking slow
Angel soon entered and sat on the stool near the bed and Veena entered behind her
“Well, well… looks like someone finally decided to live again” (Veena)
“Owner! Don’t be so mean!”
“Don’t talk back to your employer! And this guy better pays for the extra days that he spent here being nursed!”
“Ah! I paid for it didn’t I? and also took care of him!!”
“I don’t know what made you take care of him but I don’t like freeloaders here!”
“And I just said it! I paid for his extra days spent!!”
“I’m sorry… but I don’t quite follow the conversation… what happened after I passed out??”
Lean wasn’t in a good condition to begin with and Veena and Angel talking so loud next to him didn’t help at all, he grasped some of what they were saying but didn’t really connect anything in his head and laid his back again in the bed, catching the attention of the girls
“Hey! Don’t you dare sleep again!”
“Ah! Lean are you okay?”
“Yeah… I’m okay, I’m feeling very heavy though… hey Veena, how much time passed?”
*sigh*
“Well boy, you have been in bed for 10 days”
“10 days uh………………………wait……….10 days…10…….10!!!! WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!”
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In one of the gardens of Veritas
A beautiful woman was enjoying a reading with a tea set, she sipped a little of the tea cup and closed the book she was holding
“Kukukukuku!!! Lean… you sure have some nerve making me wait… and even worse not carrying out my task…. Kukukukuku!!!”
“(YOU DAMN BRAT I’M COMING FOR YOU!!)”
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