Elder Blood Witcher 215 Praise The First Sun!

The duo looks at each other surprised at this unexpected reaction, only now does Reima actually realise the physical changes in Solaire, he'd grown to a tall 6.5ft and the aura around him is silently thrumming with power... His face look around the same as before but his broad jaw is now covered with a thin stubble, his golden eyes now glow brightly with their previosly lost power. Fortunately for both of them Solaire's armour grew with him, otherwise they'd both be in an extremely awkward situation, especially since the armour is still technically Reima's.

Reima retrieves the other soul shard of Gwyn and the two shoot together like magnets, the soul getting even larger than before. In fact this soul is larger than any of the other lord souls with the exception of the Dark Soul, this is probably because the other souls have specific unique traits attributed to them, the Witch of Izalith's for Chaos and Nito's for Death. Gwyn's soul resembles what it's most attuned to, fire, the fire itself has a purifying effect due to it's "Holy" nature which explains why his children with Solaire being a prime example were born with Holy attributd powers. This was one of the reasons Gwyndolin was so vilified by Gwyn as he was leaning more towards the Dark, his illusionary abilities were developed afterwards to appease his furious father.

Looking at the Soul one last time he stores it away for future use, whether or not his idea would be possible would only be confirmed with extensive research.

He gets up off the floor and picks up Solaire's sword from the ground, "So, what just happened?" Reima asks as he hands the sword to his baffled friend.

Solaire firmly grasps the handle while looking at the sword in shock, "I-..My power is back, my divinity has returned." he manages to get out...

Reima just looks at him curiously, "Does that make you a G.o.d again?"

Solaire nods, "While it might seem impetuous, I'd like to declare it first to you my friend..." He breaths deeply, straitens his back while plunging his new golden sword in the ground before resting his hands on it in a similar stance that Gwyn had been in. The surroundings seem to glow a gentle morning amber colour as if the sun was just rising. "I am Solaire, G.o.d of Sunlight. Son of Gwyn, Brother to Gwynevere and Gwyndolin, Uncle to Priscilla." after the declaration the glow seems to fade but the feeling of power remains.

Reima smiles and clarifies his positon, "If you think I'm going to start calling you lord you can forget about it, I don't think I can bear to be around you if your head was as big as your little brother."

Solaire waves his hand, "I never had any doubts my friend, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for your a.s.sistance. Fate has bound us as comrades and brothers, though, I do want to spar with you when we return." he says sincerely.

Reima points to his sword, "So, that thing do anything cool?"

Solaire "Ah, that... I don't really know!" he chuckles, steps back and prepares to swing it. "Yo, wait! I'm not being anywhere near present to what's about to happen." Reima exclaims as he runs behind his friend.

Reima's choice was a wise one, as Solaire makes the first swing the puzzle like blade's individual golden shards separate slightly while still being connected by a golden mist, this causes the length of the blade to increase from it's previously 40 inches to a ridiculous 80! It leaves golden trails in the air as he completes a few basic swings.

Reima looks on slightly jealous, "Cool..." he quickly shakes his head, "Yo, we should be getting back, the others are probably waiting for us." Solaire nods and they both vanish from the Kiln of the First Flame.

When the two appear in the middle of the largest chamber they are immediately spotted by their friends, it seems as if everyone was either eagerly awaiting their return or worried about them. Priscilla jumps at Solaire while exclaiming "Brother!", when she hugs him though she finds he's much taller than before. She pouts briefly before increasing her size to match his before hugging him.

Reima "What, no hug for me?" he retorts at his own lackl.u.s.tre welcoming. His words snap everyone out of their daze a Solaire's ma.s.sive changes. Quelina scuttles over, hugs him briefly before lowering her head, understanding what she wants he rubs her head affectionately while Quelaag and Quelana watch on smiling.

Rhea briskly walks towards Reima and quickly asks, "Did you do it my lord? Did you slay Gwyn?". He nods at her question, "Yeah, I defnitely wouldn't want to fight that guy at full power... Even with the majority of his soul missing he still thrashed us pretty good..."
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Quelaag retorts, "Of course, he is... Or was a G.o.d. He was stronger than our mother and Nito and that position never wavered."

Anastacia "Ah, I apologise if I'm misunderstanding something but Sir Solaire, you look and feel different... Did something happen?"

He laughs, "I regained my divinity after we slew Gwyn, I am now the G.o.d of Sunlight and the only remaining G.o.d in Lordran."

Rhea and Anastacia are shaken by this and drop onto their knees in prayer, Solaire immediately stops them and helps them up, "I don't require or requests wors.h.i.+p from you, I only wish for you to find happiness and security." he says with his new found authority.

Rhea "Ah, yes! Thank you."

Anastacia "I'm sorry for misinterpreting your intentions"

Reima "Ah, Lord Solaire, you're so popular! We should name thee G.o.d of Sunlight and Spotlights." he mutters sarcastically.