Reincarnated to become a Demon Supreme-Chapter 31:Mat and Moulug
Far in the distance, Mat and Moulug were navigating a maze. The eerie looking remnants of a long forgotten civilization narrates a story of an advanced culture. The designs, architecture and most of their artistry were quite a delight to look at.
Moulug on a knee deciphering the writing on the wall to gain access to the room next to them. Behind them was a trail of broken bodies, green blood trailing down the quiet maze. Mat supported his weight against the well next to the door. " How long will this take, I’m tired of this we should just bust down this damn door and get in there already"
Irritation started to take a hold on Mat. He was used to doing things with brute force or perhaps his name would be the correct password to many doors. So hard work has become a chore for him, one that he didn’t like doing. " Your impatience will be your downfall, This procedure requires a delicate approach. The knowledge we are here to extract if far beyond any you humans have ever gotten your hands on"
He then proceeded to look at the quiz.. Moments later, finally understanding, he went to the side, there he found randomly placed symbols. Their shape and size varied but the place they went to showed no cut out of any small shape. But there was a huge shape that signified that once the symbols were properly placed. The door would open.
"If I knew this is how my week would go, I would have avoided that Dimension of yours"
Bzzz
Both Mat and Moulug suddenly felt some kind of electric shock within the molecules of their blood... For a moment it felt as though their strength was trying to leave them. They were quite familiar with this feeling, but it was weak before.
"I know you felt that shit!" Mat spoke with beads of sweat falling down his face, Moulug didn’t say anything. His mind was currently disconnected with the physical world and exploring his deeper world.
He went straight to the location where his body is connected to his Mystica. Once he got there, there were two doors, one huge purple door and one red but at a closer look, you could see that the door was starting to lose color.
What surprised Moulug is that the door seemed to be manifesting a second chain of bond, though faint, it was there. This could only mean one thing, the owner of this door is alive and it is trying to reconnect with him.
"Mat, I believe we might have a problem." His eyes were devoid of emotion as he said that, Mat got off the wall.. His lazed demeanour erased, worry took its place. " What kind of problem are we talking about here?" His eyes though curious they had a hint of doubt, even if he had acted as though the situation didn’t bother him at first, now it felt as though a ghost from beyond was on his back.
"The kind that would bring the skeletons out of our closet. But we can’t be too sure yet, The treasure we used might be reaching the end of its self life or perhaps his Mystica is crumbling. There are a million other reasons but it is not the one you are thinking of."
Moulug returned to the door, placed the symbols in random patterns till a shape was formed.
Click.
Ta ta ta ta ta ta.
The door started to open slowly, Met who was worried a moment ago was now curious about what could be within.
"Message, I bring message," Suddenly a dolarian came running with panic in his voice. The bodies of the beasts in the maze acted as a guide for him. The fear and panic he held inside blinded him from what happened around him.
"Speak friend, what message do you bring?" Moulug asked in a soothing voice. "The Kingdom of Grancia is currently under attack by an unknown demon creature". When the two had the message, they couldn’t help but look at each other. "Are you sure it’s a demon, Might it be a fallen of a new variety perhaps?"
Mat had a hard time believing it, to him demons were just made up mythology churches created to control the masses. And for there to be demons, it means Gods exist as well. And he was a big believer that if Gods do exist, then why does evil exist.
"Yes, this is no mindless fallen which only thinks with its fists. It has already laid down a number of villages and I think the King will confront it soon" The Dolarian spoke with sadness in its voice. When he first heard that some villages and towns were attacked, he was worried. His wife and kids lived in one of those villages. Now he was just hoping they were not among the many that were unfortunate to be crushed.
Mat walked towards Moulug, and whispered with him in his native language, "I came here in search of mysteries and ways to gain power. If what this little person says happens to be true, I don’t see the value of me going there to fight another species’s war."
"As always, yourselfishness is showing, I...." Just as Moulug was preparing to listen, Mat threw a fist, that shattered the delarian’s head into pieces. " I don’t think you understand how little I care about other people" Moulug just looked at the body on the floor then back to Mat.
"What if this Demon happens to have answered some of the questions you hold? A mythical creature presents itself and still you let your greed take the wheel" At this point he was starting to rethink his partnership. No good has ever got to him ever since then. "Stop whining, the door has been opened, this is what we have been looking for
A room lost in time, within it is history and perhaps the revelation of Mystica. When Moulug looked at his partner, he couldn’t help but shake his head.
