Ryder: What are you doing to Sora?! Alastir: I’m simply helping him, that sacred treasure of his, did a number on him. To put it plainly, I’m calming down and strengthening his mana flow. Ryder: Slowing down his mana flow like that, will have drastic consequences. Alastir: I’m counting on it. Ryder: What?! What do you mean by that?! Ryder summons a black Damascus steel katana in his right hand and points it at Alastir. Valencia gets in front of Ryder and lowers his blade.

Valencia: We can trust him. He means no harm to him. Ryder: Do you know him or something? Valencia: Yes and no, We spoke plenty of times. Alastir: You figured out the answer yet, V? Valencia: I think I have a feeling that I know who you truly are. But if I connect the dots… but I feel like I said the answer before. Ryder: I don’t care who he is! Get the hell off of my brother!

Alastir: If you think I'm harming Blue, then do your older brotherly duty and we can gladly fight about it, but I assure you. You will sorely regret that. Alastir took his hand off my chest, and my body just lost all of its strength. I'm straight up laid out flat on the ground, Valencia swiftly came to my aid, and she stood me up and I’m leaning on her to stand.

Ryder: And why’s that? Alastir: And mo… your mother Maina won’t be able to tell you how inferior your power is compared to someone like me. You hide your insecurities with your ego, like for example, you will never be able to outpower Ruby and Sapphire at the current state you’re in. You’re a spark that can never start a fire. Ryder’s blade was engulfed in crimson flames. Ryder: Your arrogance is quite foolish. So you met my mom and what’s your relationship with her anyway?!

Alastir: I met Maina thousands of times. And my relationship with her is complicated. Ryder: What’s that supposed to mean?! Who are you? Alastir: My name is Alastir, and it’s nice to see you again, Raiax. Ryder: The fuck, don’t call me that motherfucker! We ain’t close. And we met before? Alastir: Yes, thousands of times. Ryder: Alastir isn’t your real name! Alastir: From a certain point of view it is. But from another perspective it is not.

Ryder: Do I know you? I mean do I know your real name? Alastir: Yes. To both of your questions. Ryder: Are we enemies or better way to word it… on opposing sides. Alastir: It’s a possibility. Ryder is getting frustrated at Alastir’s cryptic answers, he steps closer to Alastir. Right as Ryder points his blade at Alastir’s neck, Brok, Artoria are making their way to us, and Justin is right behind them using crutches that are made of lightning.

Brok: Oi, Pisspot! You look like a pile of shit that came out of a donkey’s arse. Sora: Wonderful use of colorful language Brok. Alastir: Ry, would you mind putting down your blade, or I shall do it for you? Brok: Oi, Ryder! That guy right there is a god. Sora & Ryder & Justin: A what?!

Justin: No way, that’s a god! Artoria: Indeed he is. And he’s a young god. Alastir starts hysterically laughing, then he quickly adjusts his mask. Alastir: I could be an old god you know. Why do you think I’m a young god? You don’t even know what I look like. I could be the goddess Jinx or Hestia or… Brok: Yep, he’s definitely a young god. Damn it, I lost another bet! Justin: If they’re lying how about you take off that mask?

Alastir: Well, I don’t want to. My charming appearance could be too intense for people. Brok: Horseshit! Ryder: You definitely don’t look better than me. Alastir: If you say so. Valencia: Just do it. I know what you look like. Alastir: It’s not like he would recognize me anyway. Ryder may you please, cover your eyes or you’ll regret it.

Ryder: Don’t you think you can look down upon me. Alastir: Don’t worry, I do that to everyone. Alastir removes his hoodie then he takes off his mask and he tosses it up high in the air, his skin is caramel brown. Ryder drops to the ground, starts howling out in pain while covering his eyes. Ryder: What did you do?! Alastir: I gave you the heads up. Only one, well technically three can look at me with those blessings that the magnificent all powerful benevolent goddess Hestia gave this family.

Sora: Our eyes are useless? Alastir: When gazing upon me yes, and a lot of gods as well, you can’t sense them or analyze or copy. Just deactivate them, Ryder and stop trying to understand the divine. Sora: Copy? Alastir: You can copy people’s spells just by looking at the casting. Sora: For real?! How do you do it? Ryder gets up and gathers himself.

Ryder: You can only do it if you fully mature your eyes. Justin: Something ain’t right here. This Alastir guy claims to be a god and we just believe outright?! Something ain’t right about that. Artoria: He is, I have seen plenty of young gods like him before. The younger gods tend to descend down and disguise themselves as a mortal and to talk to mortals and interact with their lives.

Justin: What makes them a god? Is this god stronger than Maina? Alastir: Me stronger than Maina?! Not yet, but eventually I will be. I don’t think most of y'all know her true strength. She could’ve been an actual god! Justin: Wait a minute, you’re that nigga, I met on the bench a couple times! You said your name Max! Alastir: From a certain point of view, that is my name if you shorten it. Justin: You’re not going to kill any of us because we know that you’re a god?!

Alastir: Oh, no! I’m not that type of god. I’m a benevolent god that doesn’t kill mortals unless I was told by my goddess Hestia. Artoria: So you serve under the goddess Hestia if I presume? Alastir: Yes, she’s truly a goodhearted and extraordinary goddess. Brok: I’ve seen her once or twice and can't really remember. But she’s extremely gorgeous, I’ll give about anything to… Artoria: Brok, we talked about this. Brok: Oh, don’t get your panties in a bunch, can a guy not reminsense about a true beauty like Hestia?!

Justin: Oi, Alastir was it?! Why are you here in the first place anyway? What’s your motive? And what are you the god of? Alastir: It feels like an interview. Well, depends on your point of view? Justin: Who do you think you are? You’re not Kenobi! A certain point of view this, a certain point of view, that! Brok: Wait a minute… Sora: I don’t think he… Brok: He can’t fucking lie!

Alastir: I can, I just don’t like lying. It’s deceitful but if my lie is absolutely necessary then I’ll do it. To answer your question Justin Shelton. Some may call me the avenger god or the guardian god. And why am I here? Well, I was watching you guys from Olympus then Hestia called for me and I went from Olympus to Hestia’s world. She wanted me to take a closer look. When that poor mortal Deshon opened up the portal to Eden, I wanted to intervene. But I knew all of you were capable enough to handle it. But when Deshon did the long duration portal spell to the void. Right before my departure I was met by Zea for a quick word then King Cyrus… Sora: Zea?! She went home. Alastir: She did. But we spoke, she made a quick pit stop. King Cyrus, asked me to clear up the void with him before we have a bunch of unnecessary escapees.

Then after we’re done, I watched from afar while King Cyrus came in, then you know the rest. Justin: Sounds like you had a full morning. Alastir: Morning? What time is it? Anyone? Justin: Eleven on the dot. Sora: It feels like nine. We’ve been fighting for multiple hours?! Peyton made her way to us, and seemed very upset. Valencia: What’s wrong Peyton? Peyton: We can’t get that stupid door open. And Valdis keeps trying to use spatial magic but we end up here. Our phones are jammed, we can’t call for help.

Sora: Probably the lockdown protocol doing it. Alastir: I’ll get it open. Ryder: That door is Maina proofed by a asurbed number. Peyton fully looked Alastir, she just starstrucked, she is drooling for Alastir. Peyton: My name is… Alastir: Peyton E. Davis. I know of you too well from a far. Peyton: Are you a CLMC fan? Alastir: I like watching the CLMC.

Peyton: I haven’t seen you around before, I can… Peyton suddenly faints, and Alastir catches her in his arms before she hits the ground. Alastir: I knew it was a bad idea to take off my mask. Justin: But she was the only one that fainted because of your supposed divine appearance. Alastir: Do you like men? Justin: Hell nah! Alastir: Exactly.

I wonder what he looks like? He hasn’t turned around yet, he’s been very hesitant to face my way.

Sora: V, have you noticed he hasn’t turned one bit towards us, like not even a little bit. Valencia: Just observe. Sora: Do you know his real name? Valencia: Wait, his name… Alastir turned around and my vision went out. Sora: I can’t see! Ryder: What did you do?! Alastir: I did nothing, Ryder. V, you figured it out? Valencia: Yeah, and your name is… wait, I just had it. You’re… no… not again… every single time! Brok: I know what that cunt is doing! Artoria: And what is that? Ryder: Are y'all going to just stand there and not be worried?! Sora has lost his sight?! And no one is batting an eye about it!

Brok: He’ll be fine. Artoria: It’s not urgent, and plus he’s been way worse. Sora: Thanks for the reassurance, you two! Brok: Anytime, Pisspot! Justin: Even his eyes were passed around. Valencia: Damn it! So, I’m not… Alastir: No, you’re not losing it. Valencia: What was the point?! Trying to figure out your name? The amount of bleeping time I spent on that!

Brok: If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your deal? I’ve met plenty of dipshit young gods in my lifetime. But you act strange, I mean really strange. Alastir: Oh, do I weird you out? Artoria: I’m also interested. Alastir: Of course two non-familiars ask that question. We have one Mikroí ántres, and one heroic spirit. Artoria: And we have a young god that’s weird. Alastir: I’m weird?! Artoria: Well the better word for it, would be unique or just different. Brok: No, that motherfucker is weird as shit!

Artoria: Be nice Brok. Alastir: Is that so? Brok: What’s your deal? Alastir: You would like to know, but you can’t tell nobody unless they already know. Loud footsteps got further and further from me, then other footsteps moved away quite a bit. Until it became inaudible. Then I hear a rush of multiple footsteps coming towards me, It sounds like four but I’m unsure.

Ryder: You still can’t see? Sora: No. Justin: I guess he’s just another blind person with great abilities. Ryder: I can take you to mom. She can use her phoenix, so she can restore your sight. Sora: Wait, so what’s the deal with going blind if you use the Crimson Lion Eyes? Ryder: It’s the only thing she can do about that, she can give you pretty bad eye sight that’s it. Peyton: It’s getting colder and colder, it feels like Russia again.

Deshon: I can’t believe you can hear the entire conversation when you pay attention from that far. Peyton: Recon is what I get paid to do. Justin: It doesn’t feel like he’s a god for some reason. Valencia: The way my mother explained it, gods can literally be around you without you noticing. They can be rocks, plants, animals or disguised as people. But most of them watch mortals, well the small number remaining watch mortals live their lives.

Ryder: I think mom killed about nineteen gods. Peyton: No, she didn’t, she killed seven gods. Justin: I thought it was five. Deshon: Guys it’s three. Valencia: Pretty sure, she killed seven elder gods, nineteen young gods, and three half gods, with her sacred treasure and sealed five primordial gods.

Deshon: So, Sora you're blind right? I can hear the cunt’s snickering. Ryder: Fuck off, nigga. He can still kill you. Even if he can’t, I’ll do it for him, you loudmouth sound of a bitch! Deshon: Shut it pussy ass nigga, never in your life question me, before pop a cap in you! Ryder: You’re more annoying than the feminists in the western world. At least they know when to shut the fuck up the first time.

And the lights came back for my eyes, Ryder is looking down upon Deshon, Peyton and Justin are behind him. Alastir, Artoria and Brok are inside the wrecked cabin.

Sora: Thanks V. You’re a great help. Valencia: Can you stand? Sora: I can attempt. Valencia, slowly got off me and I stood on my own feet. Peyton: You can see? Sora: Yes! It was like staring down the abyss, or going through the woods at night without any settlement nearby. Deshon: Oh, look you’re pass around brother is back in the game. Ryder: Your mom should’ve aborted your ass. Deshon: Too bad you're batshit crazy battle hungry grandmother outlawing it for mages unless the man is a non-magic user. Sora: Deshon, chill the fuck out and give me back the notepad. Deshon: Shut the fuck up pass around!

Justin: Come up with your own shit, nigga! Y’all always stealing my shit. Deshon: My bad, we can call him the queer! Valencia: Deshon, will you stop with your bullshit?! It’s been a long morning! Deshon: Fuck that shit, fuck this nigga Ryder and Sora. Both of them are some bitches. Valencia: You’re acting like bitch and you’re a guy. I see girls more manly than you will ever be in this school. Deshon: Bitch shut fuck up! No one wants a knocked up hoe! Peyton: No, he did not. Ryder: He said it. Justin: Should we run? Valencia was about to release her anger but held at the last second, she started cracking her knuckles and took a deep breath. Valencia: Deshon, I protected you, defended you, was there for you at your worst moments. Don’t burn the bridge with me. Deshon: Fuck your bridge and your baby! And fuck off bitch!

Valencia’s anger just disappeared and she’s real calm, she looks like in a trance. Then she snapped out of it, in the next moment, then anger exploded. Valencia: You know what! I’m fucking done with you! I was there when that gold digging broke up with your ass and spread her legs for Ryder and sent you the video! Or, when your family wasn’t accepting your calls! What about every time you tried to train but gave up after two days then started over the next month! You can’t do anything for yourself! You’re pathetic no girl self respecting wants anything from you! I hooked you up with Mai! And this is the thanks I get! Fuck you Deshon! I’ve been in your corner ever since I was able to attend this damn school! I even did your work, so you can stay in the damn school! You’re not even smart! You’re a fucking moron! I’m tired of defending you! I’ve protected for too long! Now, I’m going to kick your little ass!

Deshon: Oooh! Valencia walked to Deshon and picked him up with one arm and was slammed down, and she started kicking his face in. After a couple of seconds Deshon’s face has multiple dents. From the head to the jaw. And she picked him up and stood him up, and began beating his chest in, until her hand penetrated through his chest, and Valencia left her hand in there. She gave a death stare at Deshon, Deshon is in total fear, his body is shaking uncontrollably.

Valencia: Fuck up one more time! I mean it! On my life, I will kill you! If you don’t get your act together, I will personally kill you myself! Don’t talk shit! Don’t bother anybody outside of games! If you get your ass kicked, I will tell them to kill your ass! Do I make myself clear! Deshon: Ye… Valencia: What?! Deshon: Yeah. Valencia: Good. Now, I will leave a gift in your heart if you shall deviate from what I said. Deshon: Cold…cold…cold. Valencia: Where’s the notepad you stole?! Deshon: Left pocket. V, reach into Deshon pocket, and pull out my notepad. V, takes out her hand out of Deshon’s chest. Deshon, flops down the ground and the blood stains the snow around him. Justin: Damn, she kicked his little ass! Yeah!