World Seed 55 Chapter 55

Endless questions raced through Aerwyn's head as he stared at this doppelganger of his and he nearly forgot about the battle being fought in front of him. The man in polished silver armor began to move his mouth as if to speak but no words came out and Aerwyn attempted to read his frantically moving lips. Instantly, he heard a gruff voice but not with his ears, he heard it in his mind and it appeared to mirror the man's lips creating a strange scene before him.

"We must hurry, your parents cannot hold for much longer. Are you sure you want to do this? There are other ways to hide you. I can portal you to my home and-" The man's expression showed deep concern and guilt as he pleaded with Aerwyn's doppelganger. It was a deep contrast from the horrifying faceless man he had seen before.

"...It's the only way uncle. He will never stop searching if he believes me to be alive. It must look like i perished here and he'll trust your words if you show a little proof."

"But-"

"You must do it." The doppelganger spoke in a stern voice, taking one last painful glance at the painting above the desk behind him. The man in polished armor sullenly walked over and grabbed a hold of his arm. The man sighed and began to speak as if he were a over protective parent bidding their child farewell before they left on a long journey.

"...The gate is opening soon so you won't have much time to reach it. The remnants of the invaders will not allow you to pa.s.s through the lands unabated, you must be careful. My power is limited that far north but i'll send you as close as i can to the Fae'Laran. It should be easy to convince their necromancers to join you once you show them your power... Are you ready?"

"I know uncle, thank you... I'm ready."

The man in polished armor c.o.c.ked his arm back and plunged it into the doppelganger's chest. There was no blood and it appeared the man's hand had simply plunged through air. The man began struggling to remove his hand as if he had grabbed a hold of something that didn't want to be moved. Slowly golden light began to s.h.i.+ne out as the man's hand exited the doppelganger's chest.

For a split second Aerwyn saw a golden ball of light in the man's hand before it shattered into a million rays of light that bounced around the room. Instantly Aerwyn's doppelganger began screaming in agony as tenebrous smoke began to pour out from his chest. The smoke arced out into many snake like tendrils that reached out for the rays of light as if desperately trying to grab a hold of them. Whenever a tendril grabbed a ray of light they would arc back and pierce his body before reaching out again, boring in and out of his skin like worms to an apple.

"S-SOMETHING IS WRONG!" The doppelganger screamed out in a voice that gave Aerwyn a chill. It sounded as if it were two voices talking in harmony. The tenebrous tendrils continued to pierce through him and seemingly grab the shattered rays of light as he struggled to stand. A spark of purple light burst for a moment in front of the doppelganger's eyes before another and another until two deep purple flames took root where his eyes once were.

The man in polished armor attempted to rush over and try to help but the second he got too close the tendrils turned their attention to him. They went straight for the man's chest, wildly weaving in and out and causing him great pain. The flames on the doppelganger's eyes grew ever brighter as the tendrils attacked until the man was forced to retreat back to safety.

More purple sparks began to flash in front of the doppelganger's chest which soon burst into a fiery inferno that spun around him like a tornado. The man in polished armor summoned a silvery magic barrier to protect himself from the blaze while he repeatedly attempted to calm the doppelganger.

"YOU HAVE TO SEND ME AWAY NOW!" The doppelganger screamed out as the flames began to consume the entire room. The man shot a conflicted look towards him before sending his arms forward as if to hold back the flames. A silvery, mirror-like ball appeared in front of his hands that grew larger as it flew through the flames until it reached the doppelganger's body, encapsulating it. The man took one final look before closing his hands into a fist which caused the silvery ball to rapidly shrink to nothingness.

The vision froze the moment the silvery ball disappeared and began to fade back into white fog, which soon faded away as well. His perception of time began to speed up rapidly and he realized that he had only moved a few meters since the vision started. Ten meters in front of him was the human's battle lines that he was in the middle of charging and he quickly braced himself for impact.

The humans reacted quicker this time, with most dodging and weaving past the oncoming zin beetles while Aerwyn continued on towards the center of the battle. Once there Aerwyn turned his undead east and pushed into Setrhyn to join forces with the elves. He was right about his losses increasing from here on out, another twenty two tenri, a direwolf, and eleven brexil cats had fallen this time for a gain of only twenty six human souls.

Nyris's death knights were still going strong and between them and his skeletons, he was nearly matching Aerwyn for kills which irked him for some reason. Once they broke through the lines into Setrhyn he ordered his undead to do battle and paused for a moment to unpack the vision he had experienced while he scanned the battlefield for Tylin or Sera.

The man who was apparently Aerwyn's uncle, spoke about reaching the gate before it opened but the d.a.m.ned vision didn't tell him why he needed to do that or what awaited him once he did. It seemed like his past self had some sort of plan but it clearly didn't work since now he was stuck without his memories of said plan.

"Stupid brown eyed Aerwyn..." He cursed under his breathe as he continued to scan the battlefield.

"Who are you talking to, dear boy?" Tylin appeared behind him startling the zin beetle who jumped forward in an attempt to avoid the surprise attack.

"Calm down, it's just Tylin." Aerwyn patted the back of the zin beetle.

"You've come at the perfect time, i'm nearly out of mana and things were looking rather dire."

"Yet you have enough mana to sneak up on me..." Aerwyn mumbled before continuing.

"Is Sera ok? Where is she?"

"Ah yes, she's over there with Jeren-Watch out behind you dear boy." Tylin pointed and spoke nonchalantly as if it was nothing more than a casual conversation.

The zin beetle quickly turned a hundred and eighty degrees and was greeted by a human soldier swinging his sword. Rin and Ren jumped into action immediately as the sword cut through the zin beetles front leg. They each darted forward slicing deep gashes through the leather protecting the soldiers legs. The soldier seemed to have his eyes locked on Aerwyn as he fought through the pain and swung his sword once more in a high arc towards Aerwyn.

The zin beetle, unaffected by it's lost leg, charged forward and rammed it's head into the soldier while Aerwyn blocked the swing with his staff. The blow was softened by the zin beetle knocking into the soldier yet to Aerwyn it still felt as though one of his trolls had hit the staff. The blow sent Aerwyn flying back nearly five meters as he tumbled to the ground.

Regaining his bearing, he shot a glance in Tylin's direction and saw the elf was actually being helpful for once. Magic that looked like a grey spider web appeared at the soldiers feet holding him in place as he struggled to break free. The zin beetle quickly took advantage and using it's ma.s.sive body, leaped onto the soldier pinning him underneath as the soldier swung his sword wildly into the creatures thick carapace.
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Aerwyn got up and ran back over before sending his staff's blade into the mans neck continuously until he saw the white soul leave his body.

"You could've just done that from the start..." Aerwyn said as he turned to looked at Tylin.

"If i did the next time you aren't paying attention on a battlefield you would surely die. Good lessons often are taught through pain dear boy. Now where are the rest of your undead, surely this isn't all you brought?"

Aerwyn hopped back up on the zin beetle as the purple tendrils drilled their way out of his chest and looked out towards the other half of the human army that had now reached the battle.