Surrounded by dark roses and few orbs of light, somehow i was in my soul point again. But this time, the time i had spent was far longer and there seemed to be no way out.
The guardian appeared out the darkness, seeing it made me feel a little relieved. I tried to touch its scales, but then , runes popped up in front of me.
[Do you wish to refine your whisper]
[A part of the truth will be revealed upon refinement]
Immediately, night removed his hand. One thing he learnt using the flame was how destructive it could be. Although he didn't want to risk it anymore, he finally realized what the task meant.
"Chained soul"
Whispers were reminants of dead spawns or humans created by the hex. They were rare and hard to get, but no one in the real world ever had the chance to get them like this . If a whisper was the reminants of the dead, how could it still be chained.
Which meant two things, either the guardian itself was a special case or every whisper were the same. But regardless, nothing would still change. Him knowing just made him hurt more. Yet....
Broken memories flashed through his eyes, regardless of losing hope of surviving with the guardian's abilities.
Nothing would still change, so, he said.....
"Yes"
The moment the world echoed out loud, my soul point changed.
The flowers bloomed into black flames, surging at the guardian, the hex's voice echoed out loud into the air;
[Conversion Shall begin]
The flames from the flower surged into the guardian, its scales melted, as another figure emerged from beneath it. Flames surged out of me , and the last part of the guardian's body dissolved under the flames. Then a silhouette emerged from it, the physic of a child, midnight blue eyes and vermillion eyes. Body of a seven year old
The hex's voice echoed consecutively again;
Conversion completed]
[You have succeeded in creating a Darkling]
[Your understanding of ??? grows]
[The Darkling resonates with a part of your broken will]
[For a bond to be made, a name is required]
Everything made no sense, a darkling and the ??? aspect, the task wasn't complete yet, there was still something weird with the guardian. It wasn't the guardian anymore. But, the sorrow i could feel, it was the same.
Since that day, the day i got my emotions back. The sorrow i never knew existed. Everything was the same. It was like he was me, andi was him.
The only name that i could think of was....
"Ren".
[Ren has been chosen]
[The bond is being formed]
[Due to the effects of the ???, a part of you is being transferred]
[Ren is undergoing rebirth]
[The chaos in you becomes partially stable]
[Ren has been reborn]
Somehow, i could feel the space of my soul point shift. And then ren stared at me. I felt weird, i could feel his thoughts, it was quiet. More quiet than any human's mind. I tried to touch him and then, threads spurred out of the shroud, slowly taking form around his body.
Runes popped up again;
[Task: Free the broken soul begins to unravel]
[A new task as appeared]
[Make a choice]
All of a sudden, night felt himself fall into another world. Sinking deep into unknown place, an energy permitted around him. Before he could realize what it was, the hex echoed again.
[You have acquired a title: Aen Sensitive Soul]
It was dark and cold, until it all unravelled into what seemed like a memory. A boy stood in the dark, in what seemed like ruins brought by disaster. He wore a hoodie, and stared lifelessly into the sky. As soon has his silver hair came into view, he realized whose memory it was.
His.
The dark as always been his home, he never dislike it, he never wanted to be in the spot light, because deep down he knew that, if he ever did. Chaos will follow.
So he never did, he always wanted to be the one watching, he never had any extravagant plan.
All he wanted was to live in peace.
But that always too much. People always said he was kind and innocent, but his hands were much redder than a murderer's would ever be. He ran away, when he was needed. Left the light for good, he was emotionless so it was easy, but now.
Tears filled his eyes, a question popped in his head, then another;
"Why did i leave in the darkness", it never was to be in the spotlight, or get admiration. If he just tried to accept his hand, find the courage in his heart that day. Then, she wouldn't....he wouldn't have gone.
In that moment, he felt a strange feeling beneath where he stood, a soft light, that's what he lacked. Ren, even if i would never get another chance, it was better to free him. Night understood a bit of what the hex meant by the truth.
He reached for the light and then it brought him to a child. Ren, before night said anything, he wiped his tears, then walked closer to him.
The moment he moved forward, ren did too. Stepping backward. Then he asked
"Who are you?" Looking freightened .
That's when night felt it, it was like a scene replaying again.
"A friend, a brother, family. I can be anything you want if you just listen".
His face shifted from scared to calm. Then he continued by saying
"Then, who am i".
I can't really say, but your me, and you at the same time. You are me, since you took form from the part of me that i tried to bury deep.
His eyes widened,
Night stretched out his hand;
"I lived in this darkness all my life, but i can't let you do that too. I don't want you to experience the pain and cold of the endless darkness. I am no savior, or hero. But am tired of the darkness.
So please, take my hand. I can't bring you light, only you can. The choice is yours, i have no right to command you. But please, don't stay in that darkness."
Then his hand moved, he walked closer, and grabbed my hand. Night knelt down and pulled him closer.
Thanks, he said with a smile.
The hex echoed;
You have cleared the task ]
[ You have completed Hidden Task: Path of Freedom ]
[ The restrictions on you are partially broken ]
[ You have unlocked a new attribute ]
[ You have obtained a trait: Divine Light ]
For the first time, i felt a warmth build up in my chest, it wasn't just warmth but truth.
But it was overwhelming, i felt my mind go blank as everything crumbled down.