Chapter 1394: A Spiritual Meeting
Chapter 1394: A Spiritual Meeting
Once I landed on this strange flower garden, I ended meeting with something gigantic.
A huge moth! It was floating right in front of me, so huge I could barely grasp its true form. "You're probably wondering who I am..." the moth laughed.
The moth's eyes were iridescent, resembling rainbows, it had fluffy white, black, and green colored fur around its body, and six, huge moth-like wings. Yes, six! Also it's antennae were equally huge and fluffy, with rainbow-colored crystals chiming around as the wind made the antennae move around, waving gently.
The moth had six large legs that had sharp claws made of rainbow crystals, and the rest of their body was covered by large spike-like growth of these same crystals. I also noticed that on top of its head, there was a huge, floating halo divided into three crowns made of this same crystal.
And its presence alone made me fall back to my knees, an overwhelming pressure asphyxiating me. This was Just pure Divine Spiritual Energy, without a shred of a doubt.
"My name is Freyr, I am the King of Spirits."
Makes sense!
Probably that's the reason I was dying of asphyxiation.
Just like before when I faced Yggdrasil for some reason.
Now I'm in front of...
"Wait what?!"
I cried, trying to run away as the giant moth chased me.
Did I anger this God?!
Is it coming to eat me?
But I thought they were the nice guys!
BBBZZZZTTTT!
It began chasing me, making an horrendous sound with its massive wings flying towards me.
"Please calm down! I didn't intend to intimidate you, my child."
ВАААМ!
The giant moth stopped right in front of me, blocking my path.
"A-Are you really the King of Spirits?"
I fell to the floor again.
"Yes, I already told you," he nodded. "I might look strange, but this is my true form. We beings born from the world aren't like you, descendants of the stars. We aren't very much "humanoid", if anything, the demons that take upon humanoid forms only do so to meld better with the descendants of the stars."
"I-I see..." I muttered. "This is insane... I can't believe I am meeting you. Has Lara met you before?"
"Yes, we talk in dreams all the time," Freyr nodded. "However, there's a pact, so she cannot talk or tell others about our meetings. It must stay secretive after all. Lara is pure hearted, but naïve. And if she spread the things we talk, she might end up attracting unwanted attention from unwanted, evil people after all."
"I-I see... for a god you're very good at talking casually, lord Freyr," I tried to be respectful. "Well, manners are not much of a thing in the Spiritual Realm, you see," laughed Freyr. "It's more of a custom of the outside... Anyways, you must have already guessed why you're here, don't you, Sylphy?"
"Uhhh... I took a special blessing spirit crown thing, an item and... I got here," I muttered. "I see, so you used a catalyzer," nodded Freyr. "What a wonderful item, where did you get it?"
"It... materialized... with my powers... um," I muttered. "Maybe I shouldn't have said that." "No, it's fine, really," Freyr said. "I do know of your wondrous powers. We all know, you're a very interesting person. A hero like nobody else. You even have many of my little children with you, and you even have the power to turn sinful souls into spirits, purifying them in the process. You might be a first in this entire world. Someone capable of transforming a soul into a spirit. Not even Lara, my Saintess, can do that."
"O-Oh..." I muttered.
"Come on, relax," he said. "Sit down and let's chat. I know you're nervous, and I'm really sorry about scaring you. Do you want to eat something? I have many fruits, nectar, honey, seeds... Here, have whatever you want."
POOF!
Suddenly, a pile of food appeared in front of me, it all looked fresh and delicious, mostly fruits, but there were also vegetables, branches of trees full of sweet sap, pieces of beehives dripping with golden honey and seeds.
"Woah... well, okay!"
I accepted the meal right away; I did feel a bit hungry after all. Everything was so fresh and delicious, and the more I took bites, the stronger I somewhat felt.
"Glad you've relaxed a bit," Freyr said.
"Um... May I ask a question before you continue, your majesty?" I asked.
"Go ahead..." he nodded.
"Well, this is a bit weird. I always believed Gods were cocky and above me, even Yggdrasil was rather intimidating, but you're... so chill?" I wondered.
"Ah, Yggdrasil..." sighed Freyr. "Well, she's the oldest among us. So naturally she's a bit of a cranky grandmother. But she's good. Don't worry, she likes you too, Sylphy."
"A-Aha..." I nodded. "A few minutes ago I thought you didn't even know about me or were aware of my existence, but now you're talking so casually to me, like you've known me for son/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
long."
"Because I have, every person that makes a contract and a bond with a spirit is known by me and my wife," said Freyr. "My dear Freyja is currently somewhere else now, traveling to deliver important news. And well, that you call us Gods is a bit... a bit extreme, we aren't exactly gods. We're simply "Higher Beings" compared to others. We've achieved a certain level of Transcendence, but it is not the same as the Divinity of Gods. But it might be comparable, if not stronger."
"Ooh..." I nodded as I took a big bite out of the beehive, it was like a sweet candy, yet soft and juicy inside, I had never eaten something so sweet and relaxing. "Hmm, nom, nom..."
"Then I'll just call you King Freyr," I said. "Is the Dragon King also like you?" "Y-You've met that man?!" muttered Freyr. "Indeed! You are a very special child, it seems... Now that I see you, his imprint is within you, so he has blessed you..."
"Yes, he's the father of Ignatius, one of the dragons I turned into a spirit to give him a second chance after my parents slayed him because he attacked us several years ago," I said.
"I see, yes, that fiery child, a dragon spirit is certainly something new, you created that!
Amazing!"
Was he praising me?
The King of Spirits is... nothing like I imagined.