Prologue: The Goddess Of Light…And Darkness
~NERISSA~
“Sweet Theia, wake for me.”
My consciousness struggled with the looming power that fought for my submission — overwhelming energies from two spectrums, tousling in agony with what we’d just witnessed.
What we’d just experienced.
“Ness? No. Did I arrive too late?”
I recognized that voice, and yet everything still felt so far away while my body tingled with power and agony.
“Who are you?” The lethal growl came from Atticus. His energy alone made one side of the swirling power further spike in desire for absolute control.
“Fenriz,” he whispered. “I sensed Ness’s distress.”
“You’re the one associated with Regis and Aloisium,” Atticus acknowledged.
“Sadly,” Fenriz confessed, but his voice shifted into a serious tone as he whispered, “I know this isn’t the time to discuss miscommunications, but I need you to understand that I came here on my own accord to help Ness.”
“Meaning, you don’t wish to be marked an enemy,” Atticus summed up.
“It’s not my intention, no,” he stressed. “Ness is clearly imbalanced and needs at least one of her monsters to help tame the darkness inside her.”
He paused and then the sound of his footsteps got louder as he moved closer.
“You can tell by looking at her that her elements are fighting one another.”
Atticus didn’t respond immediately, but he eventually muttered, “I’ve tried to tame the light energy fuming within her, but it spikes the darkness, which agitates the light energy further.”
“What triggered this?” Fenriz quickly asked, and I felt his chilled touch. To feel him psychically after so many years felt like a damn dream — like I’d fallen into another reality that felt surreal because I didn’t have a single hope that one of my monsters would actually attempt to reach me when I needed them the most.
“I’m not sure. We were talking about a potential attack when she suddenly collapsed,” Atticus quickly explained.
“She was summoned. The other Goddess may have summoned her or something,” Fenriz determined.
“You know of her commitments?”
“Out of the three of us, I attempt to keep a close eye on Ness despite Regis’s and Aloisium’s disapproval of my clingy behavior.
Atticus huffed.
“Ancient gods and their stuck-up ways.”
“I’ll agree with you in this matter,” Fenriz noted. “If we stablize the energies at the same time and at a slow enough pace, it should calm them down enough for Ness to wake up.”
“Alright.” Atticus seemed to like the plan. “We need to be quick. I sense danger.”
“Let’s not delay then.”
I listened to their focused breathing, though I could still hear many inside the bar downstairs asking what was going on.
With the sudden blackout, there was no music or disruptive noise other than nervous shouts of worry as more people questioned what was happening.
I wasn’t sure if we were about to get ambushed, but my mind was still reeling from what had just happened. I needed to replay it in my mind once more as if I had to acknowledge every fine detail so I knew how to tackle this unexpected outcome.
I had to react and hunt down all those who contributed to this end.