-Intermission: A Conversation Between Gods-
“Ah, Naen. It’s been a while. How are things?”
“They are well, for the most part. My plans are proceeding smoothly. We have located the last of the Half-Demons’ Chosen, and he began his training recently. Soon, we’ll be looking to choose our Champions, and finding the rest of the Honor Guard.”
“I see.”
“You will not reconsider my offer? To have you join as a member?”
“I will not.”
“Very well, if you insist… Vyn reported to me a strange anomaly that occurred in the stone around the Core. Am I correct in guessing that it was you?”
“You are, my apologies. Some of my subordinates broke some rules, and I had to fix the mistake. That seemed the best method.”
“It’s alright, it’s well within your domain to do such things. A fore-warning would have been welcome, but I can understand given the circumstances.”
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“Well, I appreciate your understanding.”
“Moving on from that topic, some rumors indicate the Eighth may be in your city. Have you seen them? Or seen signs of their influence?”
“I have not. They still avoid you and the other Guardians?”
“More or less. Our last contact was nearly three years ago now. They said they were going to, quote, ‘plant some seeds.’ I believe that means they’re searching for their Champion.”
“You never have told me the Eighth’s name, nor their actual abilities. Care to divulge?”
“Frankly, I don’t really understand them. I’m not convinced any of the names they’ve given is their True Name, either. Most of us in our various lives have had names at least similar in meaning or sound, but theirs has always changed drastically. Their powers are also quite confounding, they are consistent and inconsistent at the same time.”
“I see, that is interesting. It doesn’t help that they somehow avoid History’s eyes, there isn’t really that much recorded about them. I’ve read what volumes the School has on your previous lives, and compared to you and Vaia, I could only find passing references to them.”
“Yes, it’s quite frustrating. Even on our first journey, they frankly weren’t around much. And when they were, they didn’t open up about themselves. They adapted to us, which made us an effective team, but none of us could hope to adapt to them.”
“...Ah, my apologies. I must end our chat early, it seems my presence is required elsewhere. I hope our next meeting won't have to wait as long as this one did.”
“Very well. Be safe, old friend. And if you change your mind, there will always be a spot open for you in the Honor Guard.”
