The Rise Of The Saviour - 21 Eons and Eons of years ago

Eva, who was standing next to them, looked at both of them suspiciously and asked, “Whose voices are you talking about brother? And who is coming to Ambracia?”

Morpheous looked at her and then asked, “If I tell you something to do right now, then would you do it without asking a question? Would you run far away from everything by trusting my words?”

“I would do anything for you, brother! But can you tell me what is wrong now? Damianos has told me about everything. I know who you are, but before everything you are my brother. Running away from everything means running away from you.” Tears welled up in her eyes again as she said those words.

“You told her? Why would you do that Damianos?” asked Morpheous with an agitated tone as he never expected him to burden her sister. He himself was having a hard time digesting what he had learned about himself.

Damianos kept the same calm and placid expression on his face and said, “She needs to know. I don’t know why but I have a feeling Morpheous that she needs to know.” He then looked at her because she was only person that he had known who could remember everything after a time spin.

“It’s ok brother. I will support you with your conquests, but promise me that you would be telling me about everything. Don’t hide away from me. Don’t distance me just because the world needs you because I need you more,” and saying that Eva jumped to hug her brother.

Morpheous took a deep breath feeling helpless because the only reason he wanted to push her away was because he couldn’t afford to see her pay the price for his own existence. An existence that was a boon or bane, wasn’t clear to him yet.

Holding her in his arms, Morpheous looked at Damianos and then said, “You didn’t answer me Damianos. What am I missing out here? What are the voices telling me?”

“What voices are you talking about?” asked Eva craning her neck slightly.

“The voices of the souls !”, answered Damianos calmly after looking around and ensuring that no one was close enough to hear them out.

“You can hear the souls? Is that what keeps hurting you, brother?” asked Eva and pulled herself down.

“It did earlier but doesn’t hurt me anymore now. I am learning to hear them at my own will. But that is secondary.” Then turning towards Damianos Morpheous continued, “What I am asking is, can I trust these voices? These men, are they from the kingdom? What is Nubeous really after?”

Taking a deep breath Damianos said, “To understand what Nubeous is after, you need to understand what happened back in the land of Vanaheimr.”

“Vanaheimr? Where is that?”, asked Eva.

“Vanaheimr. Also known as – ‘The land where they belonged’, was the kingdom where God prevailed. There was an ethereal feeling to this place. The terra firma was lined with scented Geraniums which covered the ground like a plush red carpet. The trees grew so big, that they almost touched the sky. Everything beautiful and magical for it was the land carved by God himself.

“In that land of God, existed seven flag bearers of the almighty, also known as demigods amongst the people. God had conjured the power of the elemental and had created them with his own divine hands. He had endowed upon them, a unique power each, based on their strengths and capabilities of their mind.

“He observed them, as they flourished and enhanced their power under his guidance. He honed their individual skills to a level such that no power in the universe could be pitted against them. His ultimate goal was to make all of them individually invincible against any dark power.

“Each one of the seven demigods was equally virtuous, righteous and powerful in their own ways. Each of them worshiped and revered by the people of Vanaheimr for the powers they possessed.

“With the passage of time, God decided to divide his land into eight more different lands so that he could have Nine Worlds. He wanted his seven successors and his angels to take care of these newly created eight worlds, so that he could channel his energy and his time, for the benefit of the multiverse. He wanted to pass the reigns of these realms to the demigods and retire peacefully. So day after day, as the demigods slowly started exponentiation of their powers, God started preparing Vanaheimr for the division.

“So when the D-Day arrived, he conjured all his power and fractionized the land of Vanaheimr and created the Nine world – Asgard, Álfheimr, Midgard, Jötunheimr, Svartálfaheimr, Niflheim, Múspellsheimr, Niðavellir and Vanaheimr. He assigned a demigod each to the divided lands. And thus the world of Enneagon was created – The land of Nine Worlds.”

Damianos paused for a while to check if they were still with him and seeing that he had finally paused, Morpheous asked,

“So right now we are a part of this Nine world?”

“Yes, my son, we are,” replied Damianos.

“Which one?”, asked Morpheous again.

“We are a part of Niðavellir – the Realm of the Soul, which Nubeous renamed after his own name as Nubia.”

Then Damianos continued his story.

“The day when God divided Vanaheimr, he became weak as he had channeled all his energy to create the new world. Each of this world had something unique. Like the land of Nubia has the power of the souls. All the living souls who wander in the multiverse are cast away automatically to Nubia. But as they haven’t passed through the gates of death, they still have the soul energy remaining in them which can be channelled using a guide.

“For each of these worlds, God had created a guide that was given to the demigods like for the realm of soul the guide was a soul stone embedded in an ingot of the soul metal that was cast into a ring. God gave the guides to his demigods in the hope that they would channel the power of the realms using it and rule the world in a manner that he had taught them. But alas !!! That was the biggest mistake that he did.”