Ethereal Paradigm 27 Atlas To A World Unknown

"Maybe this world is another planet's h.e.l.l"

-Aldous Huxley

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As the overwhelming charisma amidst the atmosphere began to grow more potent, people started appearing. Some at a nearby building's rooftop. Some were poking their heads out of their apartment's window and below, the roads which were busy with moving high-end cars stopped its operations as drivers stood up from their seat to behold the extraordinary scene up above.

"So they intend to finish us all even before the warfare starts? Celes. Stay with me! Young man! Stay with your G.o.ddess and brace for impact!" Deus hastily converged to a defensive stance.

"Lacrimosa, what do we do?"

"I suggest you enjoy this last scenery of a normal world"

Now, what did she say?

"Are we gonna die?"

"Fortunately no. That man is someone far worse than a sc.u.m if he were to obliterate us before the official commencement of the game. He is planning something else entirely." Lacrimosa said as if she is acquainted with that viscount-like figure.
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"What is he planning then?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe teleport this island to a new world?"

Is she serious? How did she know about this? Is she somewhat connected with that man?

"Lacrimosa! So it's true, that you already teamed up with them!" Deus suddenly talked in anger while embracing fear.

"My my, again I ask you. On what basis can you say that?"

"How else could you put on that confidence! Why then did you not show up in our gathering? How then did you know that he is planning something else and not destroy us here so he could reclaim his right ?"

"My-my! I highly recommend you think out of your cute box Deus. Did you think that I joined those in opposition just because I did not show in the first-day registry? Well, isn't it too trivial for me in the first place to attend a meeting as instructed by someone inferior?"

"What do you mean by that. W-wait are you calling an archangel inferior?!?"

"Yes. I can't even find myself appearing in those meetings instructed by the most powerful one and you expect me to submit my time to your little gamble? FYI. I was even forced to choose my Herrscher by Hermes, if that did not happen, I could have not brought this boy here to become my p.a.w.n."

"So you're saying?-"

"I'm glad you caught up. Correct. I am still to choose which faction I would plead my allegiance to. Although, you could say that I'm also a threat, not in a way that you're aiming to eradicate me in our reunion. That's just harsh to treat a young lady." The lady proclaimed.

"That- makes sense. "The phantom understood.

"Just to remind you though, you're already 997 years old. You call that young?" Deus added. If I were to impersonate him in the four major characteristics of anime girls, he will without a doubt fall under the "tsundere" type.

"Of course judging from my beautiful face! ...And how I might have known what he's planning you ask? Simple. Look at that magic circles that my Herrscher mistook to be four suns in its dawn. Surely, the hieroglyphs do not state that it is destructive" she said to further clarify the misunderstanding.

What? Hieroglyphs? What is that supposed to be? While I question myself that, Deus then ceased from his defensive mannerism and started to look at the magical circles himself. As well as Celes.

"Yo-you're right" Deus claimed.

"Sire, It is something else" Celes seconded to the thought.

"What? What's right? What is this 'something else' supposed to be?" I once again found myself drifting in a world of questions.

"It's not a destructive spell. "

"Right"

"So, he is planning something entirely perhaps?"

"That's the best hypothesis for now"

I understood too little of their conversation. That is to be expected though.

Reaching about five-three thousand feet up, the feared figure ceased to go any further and apparently he draws his golden-encrusted sword and from there, raised it on air. It was s.h.i.+ning in its might and with immense power that I could feel several feet below, to say the least. And then an echoing yet calm and majestic voice started to project through the air.

"Ego præcipio tibi magnus Atlas, mitto haec insula ad novum mundum de untrended", the man in black dress blues enchanted. I a.s.sume that this would be another summoning spell or the likes, but I know it's the most powerful than that of the other two that I already witnessed. I even speculate that it would be far too trivial to actually contrast this one with when Celes summoned her sword nor with the time wen Lacrimosa summoned the fire spirit "Ignitress", judging from the atmosphere alone.

You could hear nothing. Not the winds, nor the flas.h.i.+ng waves of the nearby sea. Not a noise of a busy city with approximately a million inhabitants. It's as if, nature is even afraid to make a little sound in his presence. All you could hear is the man's whimsical voice that is very heinous to be defined through simple terms as he uttered those Latin lexica.

"So, he is planning to summon Atlas", Lacrimosa inferred as if she understood the chanting spell that echoed through our ears.

"I hate to admit it but yes. And I know for quite sure that this is more than of a fireworks display. Celes, brace for impact, you're gonna see something very ugly. You too young man!", the phantom suggested.

"Oh, you probably should not worry about that boy. He is a lot stronger than you expect."

"Hmmm."

Well, I know why she would not worry if I were to see something horrific. I lost the ability to feel fear several years ago. Starting from that night that changed my life exponentially.

Then, the next we saw was a very large rift in the sky. It was like a wormhole or something and from its darkness, gushed forth this ominous aura. The size is on par with the island itself and the western and eastern part of the island whirlpools suddenly emerged out of nowhere, suggesting that something very big is soon to ascend.

The majority of the ma.s.ses currently seeing the large tear on the sky and several other abnormalities began to cower in fear of what's going to happen next. I saw that some were from my cla.s.s, holding unto their shopping essentials, bags, and whatnot. Seeing them in fear, I presume that not everyone in this city just came here to take part in the warfare. I believe that some of them decided to come here, in the hope of living anew. And now here they are, trapped in a miserable magical carnage that they least expected.

In contrast with those in fear, several fathomable others were surprisingly calm. It was as if, they too are already acquainted with supernatural events, just like us. I a.s.sume that they are also herrschers, and in them lies the will of their deities. Well, is it just me or my sense of sight has gone up? It's almost like I can zoom in on things and still get the highest of resolutions.

Back on the display, I once again found myself observing the man walking on air while raising his sword of n.o.ble- like origins.

The deity, walking on the air, which is the perpetrator of these abnormalities redrew his sword in its golden encrust. Calmly and majestically.

It was not that moment after, the four ma.s.sive magical teleportation circles interlinked with each other, forming this golden bubble-like structure with the artificial city at the center. It was as if, we were trapped like lab rats in the hand of a mad scientist.

Then, at the giant tear on the sky, a thunderous roar started to sound that made the wind and the waters extremely violent, with the ma.s.ses in the brink of fear and confusion. It was not yonder that the sky began to darken with ma.s.sive bolts of lightning appearing to and fro, flas.h.i.+ng in the skies... And something appeared on the rift. A giant scary- looking gargoyle head crying with blood. Its size was so great that it could without a doubt, eat the island whole in one gulp.

The ma.s.ses began to panic in disparage. Even Celes started to take cover. It was the utter image of doomsday, except something has just begun.

After the putrid head appeared, something very gargantuan and monstrous also started to ascend from the occurring whirlpools. It was the gargoyle's, monstrous hands and in aggression, it started to struggle the island that it might break to pieces. But, fortunately, that bubble-like barrier from the four ma.s.sive magical circles kept us intact together inside. The ground shook with a very potent earthquake, except it was not natural. Some buildings went blazing in flames. If it was not of the island's interior and exterior design being surprisingly standard, no one could survive this.