Chapter 1784: Stairway to Heaven. |
As they ventured further east, the Moonriver Plain started to change. There were fewer and fewer canyons in their way, and the air grew a little warmer. At night, the three beautiful moons seemed more distant.
The wind carried with it swirling black flakes. Rain did not need to touch them to know what they were… ash. It was as if they had returned to Ravenheart, but also different.
Back in the stronghold of Clan Song, the ash fell from the frigid sky because of the raging volcanoes. But here, it was somehow different, making Rain feel uncomfortable.
Eventually, the members of the survey team stopped. No one had given the command, but they simply froze in place, looking at the horizon in stunned silence.
Wow.»
Out there in front of them, far away… it seemed as if a snowy mountain chain was rising from the ashen haze. But as Rain studied the towering mountains closer, she couldn't help but feel a sense of incongruity. Because the shape was wrong.
Then, something clicked in her mind, and she opened her mouth in shock… or horror. Or awe.
The mountains weren't mountains at all. Instead, they were bones.
An inconceivably large skeleton lay on the ground in the distance, too large to be seen whole. What Rain had thought to be the slopes of a mountain chain were several titanic ribs, each rising into the sky like ivory pillars that supported its weight.
The five mountains were the phalanxes of the colossal skeleton's fingers, and the rising ridge were the bones of its arm.
One of the porters whispered quietly:
«G-gods
Rain remained silent, but she felt like uttering something like that herself. There were simply no words to describe her emotions.
Awakened Ray glanced at them and smiled faintly.
«Gods? A god, maybe. That is Godgrave ahead of us.»
The porters, who weren't very well-acquainted with the topography of the Dream Realm, looked at him in confusion.
He sighed.
«Godgrave is a Death Zone that serves as the north-eastern boundary of the Song Domain. It is a region of the Dream Realm where Great, Cursed, and maybe even Unholy abominations dwell. As for why it is called that… I think you can see for yourself. Nobody really knows what that terrible skeleton is, but it's easy to imagine that these are the remains of a god. Therefore… Godgrave.»
The porters shivered.
«Awakened Ray, sir… are we going there?»
Ray smiled, but it was Tamar, the leader of the survey team, who answered:
«No. Of course not. A Death Zone is not a place for humans. Even if we aren't devoured by some abominable horror, the land itself will kill us. Or the sky. More importantly than that
She glanced at the porters and the survey specialists.
«This is where the Song Domain ends. Queen Song's authority does not reach Godgrave, so you can't go there. As soon as you do, your souls won't be protected by the Queen's grace anymore, and you'll be summoned into the First Nightmare.»
She sighed.
«In short, our mission is complete. We will camp here and turn back tomorrow… returning to the main camp should not take us nearly as long as it took to come here, since we'll be going in a straight line, The marching will be more intense, so prepare yourselves!»
With that, she turned her back to the Incredible sight of the colossal bones, as if not at all impressed by it.
The porters looked at the young Legacy with confusion. After a bit of awkward silence, one of them asked:
«That… lady's father must have been terribly busy
She furrowed her brow.
«He wasn't.»
Then, Tamar blinked.
I mean, he was. He is. But that is not why.»
Actually, Rain knew what she meant.
There might have been a safer way to Awaken for most Sleepers, but not for Legacies. That was because the Legacies had always had such an option — they just never used it. For them, the trial of the Nightmare Spell was like a sacred rite.
Legacies were fundamentally a warrior caste — the martial aristocracy of the new world. Their culture was uniquely harsh and unforgiving, forging them into people capable of facing the senseless terror of the Nightmare Spell. They took their valiance seriously.
Being sent into the Dream Realm on the winter solstice was a rite of passage. Some would say that it was an unnecessary risk… maybe even point to the Forgotten Shore as an example.
Thousands of young men and women had perished there before Changing Star finally conquered the Gateway.
But, at the same time, those who had survived were among the strongest champions of humanity now. Most were Masters, and some were Saints. Changing Star herself, Song of the Fallen, Nightingale, Raised by Wolves… those were legendary names.
So, even if Tamar's father had been afraid of sending his daughter to her death, he would have still done it. Because that was how Legacies were.
Rain sighed.
«That is so messed up.»
How had the leader of Clan Sorrow felt, willingly putting his daughter's life at risk?
How had Tamar felt, knowing that her parents would rather see her dead than weak?
Things like that would mess one's head for life.
Suddenly, Rain didn't want to mock the young Legacy anymore.
She lingered for a few moments, the asked curiously:
«But how did you survive? As Lady Tamar said, a Death Zone is no place for humans. To make it out alive… it's like a miracle.»
The three Awakened looked at each other somberly.
Eventually, Ray answered with a pale smile:
«We… received help.»
Fleur shivered.
«Yeah. No human can live in a Death Zone… but actually, one human does. Well, at least he… he seems like a human? Nobody is really sure.»
Tamar nodded with a dark expression.
«He was the one who saved us. The Lord of Shadows
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