Wooden world(3)

The end of the titanic chain that they had been walking on all this time, the chain that was basically their second home by now, well, one of their second homes, ended in a titanic island greater than any Cades had seen before, the island was filled with a lush forest and had that which seemed to be tentacles growing out from the sides, but evading the chains on which they were going.

After a few moments of both staring at the supposed tentacles in stunned shock and sheer terror they did however realize that that which they had assumed to be tentacles because of the grotesque way they were structured, hanging down everywhere and spreading into the abyss, were actually roots.

And after a few more moments they realized to what theses roots must belong.

There, on the island, surrounded by a serenely lush forest that seemed to even house live now that Cades tried analysing everything about this new potential threat, guarded by a few towering mountains in the distance who had probably been keeping their watch over this island ever since it had appeared here, presumably island-napped by a monster.

There, on that beautiful piece of land, was a huge tree, one that, had it been on ehetria, would've pierced through the great tent of the sky, one that was dozens of times as big as the one on which his body had gained his engraving, in that horrid region in which he had slain the eximimus queen, the region of which he truly didn't ever want to have to think about again.

The endlessly extending tree had hundreds of arms and a shirm that reminded more of a mushroom than a tree in on itself, but without a doubt it was a tree, one that Cades could've never thought up hadn't he seen it like this, it was bestowed with beautiful green, its entire trunkn covered in a beautiful brown colour that reminded Cades of ehetria for some reason.

The same went for the trees surrounding it.

They were indeed titanic, though, compared to the great giant in the middle they were miniscule, like ants compared to a tree, the forest was endlessly expanding, and of the sides there was water flowing, crystal-like water that Cades couldn't even have dreamt up in this horrendous situation that the two wanderers had found themselves in for a long time now.

The trees were more so akin to a ocean in truth though, one that Cades and the archer could see without a problem as the chain had started lowering itself, in a physically impossible way, one that allowed the two to see the entire islands miles under them, miles away, and yet it was so close, close enough that they felt as if they could grab at the infinitely dense see of green ants.

The earth that had permeated the entire island since its arrival here was of a beautiful light brown colour that truly fit into the overall colour scheme, a colour scheme that made the two travellers feel at piece, that made them feel at.. home.

And yet, though it hurt his soul deeply, he could feel danger, a danger that was hiding itself in the cloak of a sheep, or in this case the cloak of a beautiful forest, a danger that was presumably hiding at the bottom of the infinite tree, the bottom part that was covered in a small patch of violet somethings.

Yet, bot Cades and the archer were relatively close to the water, just about a single mile away, and they would have to go onto the island either way, when they did, they could just use the water streaming into the endless abyss, the water that should've long since stopped flowing, to wash themselves.

"Lets go towards our end then."

The words of the archers pessimistic words didn't really surprise Cades, he had already been thinking roughly the same thing, this place, this land, was simply too beautiful, too good to be true, it had to be hiding something diabolical.

Maybe it was infested with demonic zombie dragons that know the absolute pinnacle of magic and love to eat transformed ehetrians and transformed... whatever the archer had been..

Cades guessed that he would do good by asking the archer later, but for now he simply wanted to walk in silence, along the endless chain, something that was ironic, as the archer suddenly seemed a lot more talkative, as if their roles had completely switched.

With a tone that even Cades could identify to be hopeful he began talking about a topic that Cades himself was also very interested in, food.

"Maybe we'll even find some fruits or mayhaps even some meat on that humongous island, don't you thinks so? I know I did on the last island that was this big, though there the meat turned out to be rotting inside the animals bodies and the fruits were poisonous to the touch.."

The archers simple exclamation wasn't anything special, but something about it was quite confusing, something about the food the archer had just mentioned didn't make sense to him.

Fruits, he had eaten those before, ehetrians loved fruits, the fruits on their planet were full of energy, though some other species could get addicted to them and even develop sicknesses because of their sheer content of energy in the forms of mana and mostly sugar.

But meat..

Cades had indeed heard of some species that ate meat, but ehetrians did not belong to their numbers.

After all, why would they eat meat when their entire world is drowned in mana so thick that they could theoretically live off of it if they gained a high enough mastery of magic and some rare fruits grew within mere days, why would they have to eat meat when that meat most of the time was much less nutritious than a simple trabara ?

The mere thought of meat was disgusting to most ehetrians, though some rich ehetrians did eat that, but it was frowned upon and in some ehetrian cities and even entire countries it was deemed as illegal.

And as Cades recollected all of that a shiver went through his entire body, a sign of his disgust, but then it hit him.

He was hungry, and though his mind was stunned by the mere idea his body wasn't, his body hungered for both, his body would probably need meat, no matter how horrible his mind would find it, no matter how disgusting it seemed to him.

Well, at least he could shower soon and clean off the filth, mayhaps he could also ask the archer some more questions and whether or not the meat had to be eaten, or whether he might have a different choice, one that culminated in him not eating any meat.