Words (I)

I saw a dream … a nightmare, or was it?

I looked around, nothing but chaos and destruction,

Buildings were crumbling, fires were raging, and people were screaming and moaning in terror.

Eerie monsters had invaded Chamenopolis, and they were everywhere in the sky, their roughly conical or pyramidal shape, with their featherless wings, and a number of tentacles, it was not a problem of strength, Liam was able to handle three of them at a time with his gravity manipulation abilities that works on a limited area, and Ruby just slaughtered tens of them by using her abilities after all the things that was present the most at the moment is darkness, she was jumping in between darkness gates targeting blind spots and disappearing again into the shadows, but it was because of their numbers I don't know how much they are specifically or roughly but just the preface covered the sky and made night fall earlier than expected. I ran as fast as I could, my heart pounding in my chest.

I had never been so scared in my life. Every time I turned a corner, I could hear the groaning and the moaning of the injured low people of the hierarchy. I didn't know how much longer I could keep this up, and I need to take these children to a safe place. Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed in the sky. I turned around and saw a massive wave of these eldritch creatures towering over me. Its scaly chitinous skin was covered in thick, blade like spikes, and its seven eyes glowed with a fierce intensity. I froze in fear, not knowing what to do. The monster lunged at me, and I managed to dodge it just in time. How I did it? I'll explaining that later...but I knew that it was only a matter of time before they caught up to me. I had to find a way to fight back, to protect myself and the injured children. As I turned another corner, I saw a group of survivors gathered in a nearby building. They were armed and ready to fight and there was a mystical healer among them. I joined them and ask for help.

"Please… 'huff' …. The children, help them …. They are critically injured"

You already noticed how realistic this dream is. By now, you already knew that I am awake, and fully conscious.

"But sir, you are bleeding too, let me help you"

"Aha …. I thank your goodwill, but I don't think your healing abilities are going to have effect on a starless ... anyways take care of the children at the moment, I'll be back…"

"S-Sure but where are you going with all these injuries? wouldn't it be better to be under their protection" said the redhaired girl in a white robe, as she pointed at the armed people behind her.

I would like to take on her offer, and rest but … I don't want to miss on the action.

[Body and mind, heal and align,

Divine light, flow and shine.

Release all pain, make me whole,

With this incantation, I claim my role.]

As I spoke these words, that feels like an elementary poem, I felt a warm, comforting sensation spread throughout my body. It was as if a gentle breeze was washing away all the pain and stress, I had been carrying with me. I could feel a tingling sensation in my limbs as the healing energy flowed through me, repairing and rejuvenating every cell.

As the healing energy reached its peak, I opened my eyes, feeling renewed and restored. The pain and tension that had been weighing me down were gone. things are developing pretty fast and so am I.

"Excuse me? What was your offer again?"

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-Three months before the Thurarhs invasion

"Uhm, so … it's not working?" asked Saskia in an ironic tone.

"Seems like it, he didn't move from the moment he wore the bracelet … Gustang, the world is full of opportunities and possibilities, and there is always a chance for you to grow up and develop abilities and the next evaluation isn't so far….. hmmmm ... something like five months" muttered Clara next to her.

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Can't they see this?

"You have, every right to be sad, but not this extent... just say something"

Wait, why are they acting as if nothing is happening ... maybe because I am the only one that can see it as it always was the case.

I see letters beginning to dance and manifest from thin air all around me.

At first, the words were faint and indistinct, but as I concentrated, they became clearer and more vibrant. They begin to spin and swirl around me, forming intricate patterns that seem to radiate with energy, this isn't something I should tell them now, I should keep it as it is.

"Gustang, I'm sorry, okay?" Clara pulled me out of my thoughts

"Hmm? What were you saying again?"

"I am sorry, if I offended you … I just-"

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah? Never mind … let's have a 'breakfast', I know a good restaurant nearby"

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The food was great, and just sitting with a cute lady at the same table was enough, but these letters... doesn't cease to follow me, I thought they will disappear if I get the bracelet off my hand.

"Gustang? You look worried about something, is the food not to your liking?"

"No! the food is mouth melting to be honest, but I'm worried that I may have used all of my luck ... what I want to say is … uhm … it's worth it, sitting with a graceful lady at breakfast"

"Aha? I see ... you have your own way with words!"

"Yeah, something around it"

The words…

The words I just uttered … I never said this kind of embarrassing thing to anyone, and it's not like these words were mine to begin with.

The letters that were floating around me, assembled and manifested in that sentence.

I have my own way with words …

"Clara? Were there any cases of people hallucinating of words?"

"Right in front of me" she said while taking a sip.

"I mean like aside from me"

"Nope … I do not think so ... but wait words? Letters … if I remember correctly, it was before I was born the draconic tower mentioned something like this in what was recent theories at the time"

Draconic tower is the same place where she earlier said they developed creative spells aside from the power that comes with the blessings.

"Can you elaborate further more? I didn't catch on pretty much … ha ha"

"Oh … I have an acquaintance that works there, she is a brilliant academic that studied in Chameno university …"

"Okay! Shall we head out now?" I got up hurriedly after I put the cup of coffee on the table.

"W-Wait it's rude to hasten a lady" she pouted as she was in her last sip.

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The exterior of the Draconic Tower was adorned with intricate carvings and weird symbols that by the moment I tried to understand them a couple of letter from the ones that were swirling around me touched those writings and I was able to understand it, May the grace of the keeper of existence be upon you.

The tower also was staffed by a group of Draconic humans, vampires, beast men and elves, who act as alchemists, mentors, and guardians to those who seek to learn the art of the imaginary elements.

This is the draconic tower in the middle of the draconic district where people from all races come to seek knowledge, provide solution to different problems and maintain the peace in Chamenopolis.

As I stood in front of the huge gate carved with a man holding a book that emits letters surrounded by stars, I stood there amazed by the marvel of such an art, and at the same time the letters behaviour became weird as they stated blinking and dancing in the area in a more energized way … how cute.

But that aside, the carving was somehow familiar, aside from how the letters in the carving are similar to the ones that dance around me, the book the man holding in his hands is similar to …

… Brook

Not to mention how the man himself in the carving has no facial features which sends shivers down my spine, was their intention to show that knowledge is not specified to a specific person?

But why the book?

Why the letters?

The letters also were acting in a strange manner …

"Wow! These carving are magnificent. Clara, any ideas about the artist?"

"I don't know, I didn't research on something like this"

"I thought I was walking with an encyclopaedia for a while, it's good to know that you don't know everything sometimes"

"I know only what I know" where did I hear this before … doesn't matter.

I remembered something Brook once said.

[I'm shocked to say this, but I was made here]