Cold...hot...I felt nothing,I couldn't even feel my own limbs,all I could do was think,I can't talk or move,I feel like I am floating in an abyss with no control over my self,in this absolute darkness the only thing I could remember clearly as day was being shot ...by that bastard...my sisters,there are all alone,could this be punishment for all the people I offended when i was a kid ...could the karma finally have caught up to me,Elias thought as he was just about to give in when he heard a voice...are you sure Droman...an ancient sounding voice said
...Droman?...gramps!?..,Elias thought as felt the will to move again,yes that might not be he's gramps but after how long he finally heard something and not just something someone's voice,
Yes...give the boy a chance he has promise,again he heard another voice but unlike the first time,this wasn't an ancient voice rather it was Droman's voice he heard ,this voice is gramps voice,no mistake he must be somewhere around,Elias thought as he tried to move to the direction the voices was coming from,but no matter how he tried he didn't seem to be getting any closer and after a while he could to longer hear anymore voices for a while until ...as you wish .,the ancient voice spoke again and immediately the darkness around Elias shattered like glass and a blinding light covered him and when he opened he's eyes,he was in a smithy and all around him were litered weapons of different sizes and types and righy behind him was a furnace which fire burned so fiercely it could be said to be a miniature hell and for the first time in who knows how long I can feel again,thought Elias as he stretched he's limbs,come over here and help me heat up the furnace,suddenly the ancient voice he heard back in the abyss spoke but he couldn't find the person talking,who is there ?, Elias asked as he walked around looking for the person speaking,are you blind or just dumb up here you fool,the voice said once again and when Elias looked up,he saw what seemed to be a library that stretched as far as he could see,but instead of books inside every self where a different type of metals and at the top of the columns a man seemed to be looking for a specific metal,stop standing there and go heat the furnace up,the man said again and Elias with no other choice left did what he was told using the blower,Elias kept increasing the heat of the furnace until in reached the standard temperature of heat of about 1,500°c but he didn't stop it was like he was in a trance,the furnace heat increased rapidly but it didn't not bother him it kept going up,unbeknown to him as he kept increasing the flame,he's spark potential kept increasing all the way from D it kept going up to C and all the way to the roof S rank spark potential and it was after 30 minutes,the man stopped him tapping he's shoulder,that's enough lad i will take it from here,and immediately Elias snapped out of the trance and stepped back as the man began to forge,after stepping back and taking a closer look the man was a very bulky man and resembled a viking,with long brown beard and brown hair,as the man forged Elias saw a chance to finally ask the questions on he's mind,why am I here and I heard to talking to gramps ..mr Droman was he here too and where is he?,but the man acted as though he heard nothing,he simply kept forging,ignoring Elias until he was done and was letting the metal rest then he turned to Elias,you are here because I owe Droman a favour and at he's request you are to be the one to carry my heritage,as one who holds the god of blacksmith heritage,I will give you some kind of aid and you will represent me in your world,and Droman is fine but he isn't here and don't ask me where he is cause I don't know,Elias didn't know if to be happy or sad,how couldn't he know what being a heritage holder meant,back then just about 5 decades after the calamity,12 people from different races were summoned by gods and where given what we know as their heritage,gifts to be their advocates,there worked under the ISA to bring peace to the entire galaxy and it was because of their help many calamities across the galaxy were taken care of,there were the literal definition of hero's to not only the world but the entire galaxy,and since then after every heritage holder passes away, another will be chosen by the gods to take their place and out of the original 12, 2 of the heritage holders were from earth,and right now he was being chosen right now to become one,but still not being able to see Droman one last time was still making it impossible to be happy about this piece of news,but how did you a literal god owr gramps a favour?,Elias asked ,and how is that your concern,look kid you have a limited time to be here if not I won't be able to send you back so I will just put all the information you need in your head oh and before I forget being a heritage holder is not all sunshine,we don't just give anyone our heritage and we have to make sure you are in top shape,so every year there will be a test by me and if you fail you will be stripped of your heritage and it will be given to another i find worthy,Droman vouched for you ,i don't know your capabilities so you have a year time to prepare to impress me or your journey as my heritage holder will end and if you have any other questions you just think to think about my name and it will appear in your head and I will send an avatar of me to attend to you and rember kid,don't let Droman down we will be watching,he said as he finger flicked Elias on the head and he dissappeared,he has great talent for the art,he said as Droman appeared out of thin air,I told you so,Droman said as he wore a prideful smile,hmph it is still just talent,talent without hard work is simply wasted,i have seen many of thousands talents who are one in a million all fall because they couldn't put in the work,let's hope he is different,lighten up Vareth,you need to think positive,Droman responded,let's wait and see.....brother.