My World Protected

As my eyes slowly open, I can feel a powerful thirst for water raise in my mind and my first thought was to find water as soon as possible. Honestly, I felt like jumping in the ocean and drinking all the water in the ocean to sate my thirst. Instead I sated my thirst by simply crawling to my backpack and pulling out the water I packed in the mana capsule. It had the appearance of a volumetric flask. Once I break open the seal and remove the cork the mana capsule would start to deteriorate, so I need to be careful when I decide to open it. I had spent most of last night and early this morning rowing and taking breaks to rest my arm. It had been about Thinking about it, I decided to not drink any water, instead of opting to prod the voice in my head for direction.

[How much longer do we get to this abandoned island]

[Are they the only one on the island?]

[How close do we need to get before you are sure]

Grumbling to myself, I begin to row in the direction the voice tells me to head in, once I can see the island start to rise above the horizon I stop paddling, laying down and letting myself drift along.

[I want you to scout the island and tell me of anything living on the island and possible threats to myself, and let me know]

I feel something leave my head, like a thought that was on the tip of my tongue only to escape from my consciousness. It really was an unpleasant experience, almost like losing something that was intrinsically mine. It was certainly odd as I have only viewed the voice as an unnecessary unwanted incursion into my already miserable life. I couldn't dwell on this topic for too long as the voice in no time returned to me.

[Perfect, that should be able to hide me from anyone looking for trouble, hopefully I won't have to deal with pirates for a little bit. Do you think anyone will notice anything if this priest goes missing?]

[Ok, see if you can read his memory without alerting him. If he really is in seclusion and you can kill him, do it. This prime real estate is wasted on him, so I want to "borrow" it from him.]

[Understood, I'm just going to let the boat float into shore, if he really is a priest then there is no way he won't try and help someone in need.]

Thinking that I close my eyes and pretend to be passed out. Frankly it is somewhat believable with my chapped lips and desperation in my eyes. After lying down on the floor of the canoe for what felt like forever, I can feel the bottom of the boat rub up against the beach. Yet still I wait there, one second, two seconds, three seconds. I just lay there for some time until I can hear the splash of someone walking through the tide to reach me. I start to feel nervous, if this priest is any at all powerful, I am absolutely and utterly toast. As such I just let myself go, I hold no tension in my body, no ill will to the priest. I don't want to harm the priest, I just want him to vacate the island, how he does that is his business. Just as I feel the priest grab onto the boat, I sense something leave my mind, like a heavy pressure has been pressing down on it only for this pressure to suddenly disappear. The voice in my head must be doing their job right now, so I need to focus on mine.

I slowly and weakly open my eyes, like even that motion has become a great effort and just let out a little wheeze. Just as the priest goes to gently reach out to check on me, I hear a thump and then a had suddenly just haphazardly lands square on my face. It takes every little bit of self-control I had left to not curse out the priest. Just as suddenly as the hand hit my face the pressure returns to my head.

I nod my head like I understand what they were talking about. But in a deep place within my head that I believed free from pesky voices I was very alarmed. The voice said he placed the monk in a coma, meaning that was an ability he possessed (obviously) but that also means the 'accident" that befell me wasn't really an accident. Chances are is that they intentionally put me into a coma and there is a very good chance that the divinity seed wasn't even anywhere near me. This instantly made me very suspicious about the priest and my father, and countless more questions were added to the list of things I would force out of the voice once I got strong enough so safely challenge them.

Pushing the monk's hand off my face I push myself up. Looking around came the next big challenge. How in the hell am I supposed to get out of this canoe, and I didn't bring my wheelchair so how was I supposed to navigate around the commandeered house?

[Hey voice, got any ideas on how to get into the house?]

[That only delays the problem, right? I'm going to have to leave the canoe at some point unless you suggest I live here for the rest of my natural life. Unless some power your going to gift is going to rebuild my body?]

Mana and divinity worked in very different ways. Divinity worked by "commanding" the world to bend to your will. If you could fly with divinity, there wasn't any form of cause and effect going on. Instead divinity basically commanded the world to let you fly and then you did. Because of this there were only two limiting factors, one was your imagination, and the second was the amount of divinity you had access to, the bigger the change in the world the more divinity you needed, and the amount of accessible divinity was supposedly linked to how pious you were. I was skeptical of it, since there were different grades to divinity seeds (where divinity accumulates) and I doubt that a low tier one would be able to compete with a high tier one when it comes to output, because if it could what would the point in grades be?