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Chapter 32 by mjor144 mjor144

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Someone finding everything

"I was born as a magical prodigy. As baby the size of your small finger I was already able to see the future. Don't look at me like that, small Lamias are about two inches long. We just grow longer quite fast... But yeah, I saw the future. Well, some parts of it. I saw noisy, colorful beasts rolling on the black streets. I saw birds as big as mansions with wings that aren't move. I saw weird, metallic boxes that played music, and weapons that harmed from distance so great, you couldn't even see your enemy. I saw your world, Andreas. Some of my people took it as childs fantasy. But there was one person that knew better. One person who held that special bit of knowledge and knew not to disregard visions. A person that held, and still holds some incredible amounts of power, but for better or worse never truly chose to use it.

The Goddess of Shadows.

Or at least that's how she called herself. She has other, longer name, but I dare not to speak it. Not when we are in one, big, magical trap.

In our world they gods are more than a fairy tale. More than a wishful thinking, more than a prayer in the night, even more than a miracle. They are real, as you and I.

They reside in their own places, sometimes helping, sometimes ignoring the people.

But this one couldn't ignore my visions.

She took me in when I was just a few months old. I barely remember my mother. She was big, bigger than I am now. All I learned about her was the fact that she had many, many children and that it was a great prestige to become a mother as a Lamia. I wish I could get to know her... Anyway, sorry, I'm getting side tracked.

She gave me a life long servant and a friend, Illy. And then she began to test and train me. I...

The initial days with her turned into months, and those became years. When I was the size of your foot, I was informed that my abilities are good enough to become another goddess. The one that commands Whispers.

I'm sure you've seen my magic already, and it's... Well, I doubt you've ever seen any other kind of magic in your life, but it's different. I am able to reach far to the spirits, the echoes of old, powerful beings and get their energy, and then shape it however I want.

I was supposed to become the silent nightmare, someone who could push away the outsiders and possibly even break the demon lords hold over the half of continent. Together, the Shadow and the Whisper would bring a new age to the stale continent...

I had no other choice but to accept the oath to ascension. I knew no other life, and no other options. I even looked forward to it at that time...

Every day I grew stronger. The things that I can do in here aren't even a fracture of what I was able to do in the old world. I could access the echoes of very old, and powerful beings, they spoke to me, gave me their energy...

It was too much. A single person isn't meant to hold that much pure power. I saw that if I wanted to, I could decimate a city. I knew that if I got careless, greedy or even blind with what I was getting... It was all too much.

I realized it all the day when I was about to ascend. Right before accepting the final gift that would stain my soul forever, I had a vision.

I... I stood next to someone, amongst the ruins of the city. Around me people screaming, shouting, crying for help. And I just stood there, knowing that I'm guilty of whatever happened. That I caused all that chaos. And that the only person laughing, is the Shadows goddess, standing next to me. Using me like she wants. Manipulating me. Making me her puppet, and hurting everyone else in the process.

The Goddess of Whispers never came to be. I fled, and kept running away, for as long as possible, until I got to this world.

Until I met you.

You... You accepted me without knowing me. You took me into your house, gave me clothes, food, everything, without demanding anything from me. And no, I'm not counting the small chores that I'm doing around the house, or my cooking, that's just... Look, the point is that you didn't want to use me. That I am a person to you, not a tool. You didn't want to get rid of me like every refugee group I've ever been in, you didn't push me away like AWIO, and tried to give me away to the more and more random strangers. And... It was something new to me. Something amazing.

I tasted this feeling, I cherished it and it brings me happiness just to live in the house of someone like you. I love being next to a person like you, who doesn't have any expectations, who accepts me despite my physical limitations. Who looks past whether someone has legs or not. Who didn't know me at all, and yet decided to give me a chance.

And... I'm sorry. I should have told you that I made you new pills. I should have told you that a lot of strange things that happened ever since I arrived, might be because of me. I... I was afraid that if I'll tell my story outloud, the Shadows goddess would somehow learn where I am. I was scared that the truth might push you away. But...

But you deserve to know the truth. And your friendship is more important than everything else."

She was done talking. They were still amongst her spiraling body, locked in a hug, but their faces were at the same level, looking each other in the eyes.

"I... Ever since I met you, I feel safe, Andreas. I feel like I'm finally in the right place, at the right time. I don't want to mess it up again, I don't want to be or feel lonely again. And I don't want to go back to be... Like her. I want to be with you."

She got even closer. Their foreheads were connecting, their arms were holding each other, their nose touching each others tips.

"Don't worry." He finally said. "With me, you'll never walk alone."

They finally found with each other. There was no random calls, no Illy to stop them, no interruptions. And even if there was, it would be impossible to separate them. They operated like one, exactly knowing what the other person wants.

Just the purest form of magic.

Their kiss extended to a long session of lips and tongues searching for me, getting as much as possible from it. She felt like she was fulfilled, like she doesn't need anything more in life than this, like he is her life from now on.

He felt like he found his long lost passion, like in his best years of happiness, like he was at the top of the world, but this time he didn't need the crowds attention. He didn't want rewards or accolades.

He only needed her.

And she was there, for him.

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