Reincarnated at Level Two Million - Chapter 92

“So that is the reason you are here.” Qamra said. “You have lived a rough couple of lives for a human, I can see why balance is hard for you. Your soul should have been cleansed and placed back in the cycle, for you to carry all of that pain, is very cruel.”

“Yes, but it gave me a second chance at life and for that I am grateful.” Zell said. “Even if it took me a while to see it.”

“Yet you still want to kill the gods that gave you that second chance?” Qamra said. “How can you be grateful and still wish for their demise?”

“I just want everyone to have freedom.” Zell said. “Plus, the fox woman has all but ordered it.”

“Did she tell you that directly?” Qamra asked.

“She told the elder black dragon.” Zell explained. “She gave five people her marks to overthrow the gods and create something new and uncorrupted. God slayer is even written on the mark in the language of the gods.”

“Show me this mark.” Qamra said, holding out her hands.

Zell placed his hand inside of hers and channeled magic within his mark causing it to show.

“So, the other dragons you told me about are the ones who translated this for you?” Qamra said. “You trust them wholeheartedly?”

“I mean I have no reason to doubt them.” Zell said.

“I know the language of the gods; all dragons learn it at a young age.” She replied. “This is not the ancient language.”

“But they all said.” Zell said.

“I know you have no reason to believe me.” Qamra said. “But you also have no reason to believe the other dragons. What have they done for you to prove their trustworthiness? Give you the sob story of how the gods ignored them? You thought the kinship of hatred would bind you in truth?”

“So, if it isn’t the language of the gods what is it?” Zell asked. “Why would Sid lie about all of that? How would he even know? He was imprisoned for all of those years.”

“Sid is the elder black dragon, correct?” Qamra asked. “Each flight of dragons has their own quirk that makes them special. As you have learned white dragons are all about balance. Yellow values wisdom, Red values power, Green values arduous work, and Blue values peace. Black however, values cunning and deception. They have often been looked to by the other dragons due to their cunning. It makes them wonderful leaders. Finding solutions to problems deemed impossible to solve.

Whoever is giving these marks out could have very well told him all that he told you, or she was as elusive and evasive as she was with you, and he just filled in the gaps. I was not there so I cannot say, nor can you.”

“But my mark is the mark of truth.” Zell said. “That is what the other dragons told me. I can see the truth in all things.”

“So have you been able to detect any lies?” Qamra asked. “Did you detect any lies from me? My brother? Or the other dragons? No?”

“No, I have not sensed any lying.” Zell said.

“Then perhaps your mark of truth does not work on verbal lies.” She explained. “You explained earlier to me that it shows you the true nature of someone if they are hiding their form. Perhaps that is all that it does, which would still be impressive. That would give you abilities on par with a white dragon. We can see the soul of an individual directly.”

“So basically, someone is lying to me.” Zell said. “Either you are or the other dragons.”

“That sums it up.” She said with a smile. “Although my trapped companion, I have no reason to lie to you. We both will have to achieve balance for us to get out of this barrier. Why would I lie and imprison myself for longer?”

“Then is it true that dragons have a destined mate?” Zell asked, remembering what Obsi had told him.

“We do.” Qamra said. “Although my flight has abandoned those feelings, the odds of finding your destined one is slim to none, and if found can be the greatest joy anyone can feel.”

“So Obsi was not lying about that.” Zell said.

“Oh, are you her fated mate?” Qamra asked. “I am jealous, I doubt I will ever find mine in my lifetime. I mean you lived two lives and are from an entirely different universe. That’s how rare it is to find the one.”

“I don’t feel the same.” Zell said. “I kind of feel bad about it.”

“You are only human after all.” She replied laughing. “Although her having that sensation for a human should not be possible. A fated mate should be someone who can give you offspring. A human and a dragon cannot produce children. Believe me, my flight has tried.”

“How do I find balance?” Zell asked. “I have so many questions I need to ask Sid and the others now. Questions I did not have until just now. Everything they said and did reinforced my mission that the gods needed to die, but now they could have just been lying and using me? They could have been just turning me into their weapon?”

“It was rather foolish of them to send you to us.” Qamra said. “I guess they thought you were groomed enough to just come and take us by force, without exchanging words. Or they thought that you would not believe us.”

“Part of me wanted to.” Zell said. “I really just wanted to grab your brother and get on with my mission. I just couldn’t bring myself to do that though. I wanted him to come willingly.”

Qamra reached over to Zell and placed her hand on his shoulder. “When we achieve balance and get out of the barrier, I will come with you willingly.. I have words for those who would treat a soul such as yours as a weapon.”