《Heart of Creation》CH 1: Dedication
Advertisement
I spent a bit of time with Demeter after we finished modifying my soul to live on Gaia. If I was going to represent her for this war, I felt like I needed to get to know her a bit better. After a while Ares came back. Demeter was told that it was time to announce me, and she looked toward me.
"Last chance to back out kid. It's either I send you back to the pole, or you help me with this."
"I'd rather not know what the pole feels like."
"Thank you." She said through a grin. Her hand touched my forehead and I blinked. When my eyes opened, I knew where I was. And I wanted nothing to do with it.
It took me a couple hours to get out. This time I know what being pushed out feels like. I don't want kids. Ever.
Once I was out, I was handed to a woman who looked like she was about as old as I had been before I met Demeter. She had strawberry blonde hair, her amber eyes seemed to be filled with compassion. Her skin was the light tan one would expect from someone who spent a healthy amount of time outdoors.
After a few minutes of being held, I fell asleep. It was at this point that I remembered my choice of the 'Deep Sleeper' curse, and realized why it was a curse. Oh we'll, the cost is worth it.
When I woke up, my new mother and I were in a different room, and the sun was shining in. The poor woman looked to be in a panic. When she turned back around and saw me, her panic seemed to go away. She shouted something, and another woman rushed over. She used instruments I recognized from earth, and checked my vitals, nodded, and said something to Mom, and they both smiled.
And then I was fed. And burped. It made me glad I didn't remember this part of who I once was. Once I was back in the bassinet, the other woman, I guess to be a nurse, opened the window. The smell of a warm early autumn rain filled the room. The wind picked up and an orange tree leaf fell on me in the Bassinet.
Advertisement
I recognized Demeter's message immediately, she was watching me. I'm guessing the nurse recognized the symbol because when Mom went to move it off of me the nurse yelled something, and Mom backed her hand away.
After a few minutes several women, and one man, all clothed in earth-toned clothes came in the room. The man pulled on the beaded cord at his waist, it reminded me of a Catholic rosary, but on the end, instead of a cross, was a clear crystal leaf, the same shape as the one that landed on me. it started glowing a strange bluish-green color.
He started talking excitedly, and then I heard Demeter's voice.
"Well, I didn't expect this from Ares, you were born in my main temple, to one of my priestesses. The Paladin who was your father, recently passed away, your mother hasn't received the news yet. The man in front of you with the stupid expression is one of my Oracles, and he can hear us, so he will tell her in a moment."
"Thanks for letting me help."
I said when she paused for a moment, and when she started speaking again, I knew it was to the Oracle, and I could understand his words as well.
"This one is my chosen one for the upcoming war. "
"Yes, Demeter."
"She willingly took on this burden, and three curses to endure what's to come. She has the gift, but the price was for her to heal slowly."
"Your champion has the gift!" He seemed to want to fall to his knees, but something kept him from doing it.
"Don't be easy in her training, push her as far as you can. She can cast her spells without words, or actions, but the cost was a full sleep cycle, she will be hard to wake."
"Yes Goddess." He seemed less enthusiastic about this one.
"Finally she is able train her Zeon faster, and with more clarity than is normal, but the cost is a vulnerability to heat."
This one seemed to completely surprise him.
"Oracle, if you fail in this next task, I will never speak to, or through, you again: break the news you heard, gently." The leaf crystal in his hand faded back to clear, and I knew I wouldn't be able to talk to her for another year.
Advertisement
I held the leaf on me up to the man who had paled at Demeter's order to him. He took it from me, and handed it to Mom. She held it in her hand, and he spoke, I'm guessing he revealed me because of the excitement. He calmed everyone down, and spoke again. When he stopped talking, Mom laid the leaf next to me, picked me up, and started crying. With the little control I had of my body, I wrapped my arms around her neck.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It has been a year since Demeter told us to expect a champion. She told us another of the Pantheon was the one who chose the birthplace of the one who would come. She made it clear that the champion would be a girl, and she didn't know where she would be born, only that it would happen around a year from then.
One of our young priestesses gave birth last night, right after high-night. Charlotte, the nurse we keep here, is panicking because the child hasn't woken up to be fed. I hope the poor thing is strong enough to survive. It would be nice if the girl became a Paladin like her father. I doubt anything could kill Paladin Ryan. Priestess Michelle will have a long and happy life with him.
"Oracle Darrien! Come see this!" Charlotte yelled, and as expected most of the temple staff stampeded towards Michelle's room. When I walked in, the little blue hair, grey eyed girl smiled at me while holding a leaf, I pulled out my idol, and it reacted. I stuttered horribly through my excitement.
I heard Demeter's voice, and I knew she was talking to the infant. Her champion was born right here! We can recall the paladins, they don't need to search. Then I heard her say to the child that Paladin Ryan would not come home. He was our best Paladin. He would have been the best to teach her. His own daughter, would be Demeter's Champion. Then I heard what I could only assume was the child thanking the goddess.
Then her words shifted to me, and told me of the curses this girl took into herself just to be able to help us. What kind of being would willingly take on those things, and still thank the goddess? The threat at the end was clear. Demeter knew I didn't want to tell Priestess Michelle, and I knew if the Priestess ever found out I withheld something like this, she would leave the service of the Goddess. When Demeter left, the child handed me the leaf. I took it from her, and handed it to the new mother. Trying to hide as much emotion as possible behind a formal tone, I made the announcement.
"Recall the remaining Paladins, Demeter's Champion has been found." All those gathered started to cheer, but Priestess Michelle caught my words and didn't. I quieted everyone else down, my eyes never left her.
"Priestess Michelle," I struggled to keep my eyes on her, knowing if I broke eye contact now, it would be to say her husband was shamed. "The Oaks honor Paladin Ryan." It was the most honorable thing that could ever be said about a Paladin, it meant that Demeter herself was sad in one's passing. And after I heard her order, I knew it was the truth.
I had just become the first Oracle to ever say those words. And everyone in the room now knew Demeter had watched over him, because if I had misspoke that phrase, I would now be dead. We Oracles never spoke the honors of our gods lightly.
The new mother picked up the child, and began to cry. I already knew she understood what was going on, so it didn't surprise me, like it did Charlotte, when the babe wrapped her arms around her mother's neck.
When the nurse looked at me, I simply told her the truth.
"The girl was told of her father's passing by Demeter, I just overheard it, as she was talking to her through my Idol, I don't think Demeter intended me to hear it, but since I did, she told me to tell Priestess Michelle."
The priestesses al quickly filed out, and I started hearing the letter carriers taking off to recall the Paladins.
Advertisement
- End1023 Chapters
Godfather Of Champions
This is a story about the pursuit of victory.— «I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!»The main character was not well-liked by people.— «⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?» Parker, a reporter from laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.But there were also people who were madly in love with him.— When Tony Twain was forced to talk about the survey conducted by during an interview, his reply was : «I am happy, because Nottingham Forest’s fans make up seven percent of England’s population.»And he did not seem to care about how the others saw him.— «What are you all trying to make me say? Admit that I am not popular, and everywhere I go will be filled with jeers and middle fingers. You all think I will be afraid? Wrong! Because I am able to bring victory to my team and its supporters. I don’t care how many people hate me and can’t wait to kill me, and I also won’t change myself to accommodate the mood of these losers. You want to improve your mood? Very simple, come and defeat me.»His love story had garnered widespread attention.— «Our reporters took these pictures at Manager Tony Twain’s doorsteps. It clearly shows that Shania entered his house at 8.34pm and she did not leave the house throughout the night at all. But Manager Tony Twain firmly denies, and insists that that was merely the newest-model inflatable doll which he had ordered.He was the number one star of the team.— «⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.»He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.— «⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted «books» (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?» An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.He was loved and hated by the press.— «He has a special column in at least four renowned print media, and he is able to get a considerable amount of remuneration just by scolding people or writing a few hundred words of nonsense weekly. While we have to contemplate hard about our drafts for three days before our boss is pleased with it. In an article inside his special column, he scolded and called all of the media ‘son of a bitch’, announcing that he hated the media the most. But every time he publishes an article, we flock towards him like flies which had spotted butter. Why? Because the readers like to read his news and see him scold people. I dare to bet with you, and Manager Tony Twain knows clearly in his heart as well, that even though he says that he hates us, he knows that the present him cannot do without us. Similarly, we also cannot do without him. Is this ultimately considered a good or a bad thing?» Bruce Pearce, a reporter from said with a face of helplessness when talking about Tony Twain.But no matter the case, his players were his most loyal believers.— Gareth Bale, «No no, we never had any pressure when playing on our home grounds. Because the pressure is all on the manager. As long as we see him standing by the side of the field, all of us will feel that we will be able to win that match. Even the football hooligans are like meek lambs in front of him!» (After saying this, he began to laugh out loudly)The reply from George Wood, the team captain of Nottingham Forest, was the most straightforward. «We follow him because he can bring us victory.»The legendary experience of Tony Twain, the richest, most successful, most controversial manager with the most unique personality!Debuting this summer.Thank you for reading.
8 340 - In Serial8 Chapters
*Cancelled*
Sup. I'm Nev. Want to fight me? Screw you. Compete? I win. Die? You can. --- A/N I feel I messed up on the story originally... Writing a OP from the start character story is hard. A/N I'm going to keep the original few chapters up.
8 151 - In Serial11 Chapters
Dragon Ball:RR
A regular office worker dies and reincarnates into the body of a baby Raditz. As he is stuck living as the character he hates most he decides to put Raditz's wasted potential to good use, whilst at the same time forming an organisation that will change the universe as he knows it.
8 186 - In Serial16 Chapters
The Book of Heresy
As one of the four leading families of Oliron is caused to go bankrupt, a young man decides to investigate the truth behind the matter. What he finds shatters his world around him, plunging him into a world of mystery, gods and corruption. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Author's note: this is my first fiction and it can also be found on Booksie (username: menk) and Wattpad (username: menk222) This story is complete. copyright: [link=http://www.copyrighted.com/copyrights/view/nytr-zsyn-yejz-8nqc][img]http%3a%2f%2fstatic.copyrighted.com%2fimages%2fseal.gif[/img][/link]
8 143 - In Serial20 Chapters
The Vampires Little
Jackson Malik, the bad boy, the risk taker expects to be a Dom only to find out he is a little but not just that he has a phobia which is very rare.The Vampire Demetri twins Ashton and Zoe take on a certain liking to Jackson when that are asked to pick him up from the classification centre. Follow Jackson with his story and find out what happens.
8 211 - In Serial43 Chapters
Reunited At Last|✔️
[COMPLETED]BOOK TWO OF HIS MAFIA QUEEN. NOT TO BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE. DESCRIPTION CONTAINS SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST BOOK|Disclaimer|• More Romance•Sexual Scenes~Liliana Romano, now known as Elena Rose, made her grand escape to London, UK. After being shot by the love of her life and deciding she wants out of the mafia life, she leaves, faking her death and breaking hearts. Six years later, Sebastian Di Salvo and Liliana's paths cross as she finds out he's finally tying the knot with Isabella Moretti. The news of Liliana's heart beating shakes the mafia world causing her life to be on the line once again. But she risks it all to stop Sebastian from making the biggest mistake of his life.What happens will happen. It's unstoppable and unavoidable. Maybe reuniting at last won't be so bad? After all she is his everything as he is hers.Will they reconcile their love? Have they always loved each other? Will they get the happy ending they've dreamed of?~I watched as Sebastian stuffed his hands into his dress pants pockets, keeping a careful eye on the time. "You can't marry her. I can't let you." His head snapped towards mine. "I didn't see you there beside me as I grieved for you," he snapped. "She was there.""She's also the reason why we lost each other." He let out a scoff. "We lost each other because you gave up on us and ran away. I'm marrying her and that's final. If you came here with the idea of us getting back together then you need to get the fuck out 'cause that's not happening."My breath hitched in my throat. She's poisoned his mind and turned him against me. But what could I have expected? I showed up here out of the blue after six years. I let him go once and now, he's in my reach, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to get him back, no matter what because I now know that we're meant for each other. But if he's happy with her, then reuniting won't be an option after all.Started: January 2022Finished: March 2
8 204

