Will of chaos-Chapter 1691: Cap 1689: The Tomb and the Star Part 3

Pov Sarazar (?):

I opened my eyes and stood still, there was no point in doing anything, I didn’t want to do anything, I didn’t know anything, I just existed in an endless void.

In the surroundings only a few symbols shone in the darkness as they spun, they were the second thing I saw besides the darkness that was the first.

Soon many things flooded my mind making me learn many things like magic, technology, rituals, people, Dragons, Gods and universes.

A lot of knowledge appeared and before I even understood them, more things appeared, thoughts that weren’t mine made my mind confused and to make matters worse a tsunami of emotions appeared making connection with the memories I received next.

Suddenly I felt my eyes opening a second time, what I saw was a ceiling with 4 bright spheres floating high, illuminating the entire room.

"I have to hurry, today will be the last class before the tests." (me?)

"(Is that me speaking? Is that my voice?)" (me)

I didn’t understand anything and I didn’t care about anything, everything was new to me, I just watched what he was doing as he got out of bed and changed his clothes before finally going to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror.

His features were beautiful, his hair was long blond to his shoulders and tied behind his head, he ran his hands through his hair making its color change to brown and then to red.

Little by little I was assimilating a lot of knowledge while observing him, I understood what people are, I understood what bodies of flesh and blood are, I understood what various objects are like beds, mirrors and clothes.

The world seemed to change when he walked through the door and suddenly I was inside a large room where he was in the middle while hundreds of chairs filled with young people sat.

"Today is the last day of classes, so I’m going to review with all of you the most difficult topic." (me?)

"Let’s talk about Magic Rituals and their practical functions in countless fields of study from military use to the most abstract magics that can only be used in Rituals." (me?)

"(Magic... yes, that’s in the memories and knowledge, in fact it takes up a good part of the space of both...)" (me)

While he was explaining about how to create magic circles for a ritual, endless knowledge about magic and the memories associated with magic came more quickly to my mind as well as all the emotions linked to those memories like frustration for not understanding something, anxiety to learn more, joy in inventing something new, fear of failure, anger for not being able to accomplish something, sadness for losing something that was supposed to protect and finally the despair that led to recreating a lost magic.

My vision kept changing as I took these emotions and knowledge for myself, even though it didn’t feel like they were mine, I was able to unearth my own emotions from them and understand more about everything through the memories.

My vision changed from a dark night with a pile of books around me, then changed to what seemed to be a group of old and young people studying a ruin, then changed to an empty room where a ritual allowed contact with another planet for the first time, the visions kept changing showing different memories until revealing worse memories each time.

Memories like him seeing his students being devoured around him without being able to protect them, him walking through the ruins of a city with blood everywhere while his consciousness was starting to fail, memories of how he was marching along with an army to enter an unknown metal vehicle.

Then mixed memories about 2 people kept emerging, a thin man with a long white coat whose intelligence he admired and a beautiful woman whose will to accomplish something was worthy of his respect, these are the ones he recognized as his best friends, their names were Arsan and Luci.

The memories with these two were numerous and ran through many inventions, mostly weapons of destruction, each of them was a genius in different fields of study, Arsan was a genius of technology and metallurgy, Luci was a genius when it came to energy in its practical or theoretical applications, then there was the one whose point of view I was following, he didn’t like to be called that, but he was a genius of magic.

With the 3 working together, many investigations were done until they reached one that changed their lives, an investigation that Arsan presented to them that when completed was proven to be too advanced for them to be able to complete.

The Dragon Teeth, metal Golems made using Dragon bones along with different metals and complex techniques from both technology to magic, but their power was so great that they were unable to find a viable energy source no matter how hard they tried, leading everyone to despair over the lives being lost while they were trapped in their research.

That was when the vision stopped at another memory, this time I already had almost all of his knowledge and had all of my emotions under control, my own consciousness was in its place and I understood what was happening to me, I was receiving an inheritance through these memories, emotions and knowledge.

This time the vision was of him alone in a ruined stone room, the exact same ruins of an ancient civilization that he studied in the past and now was forgotten in the face of imminent danger.

He had already studied this civilization, he learned its language, he learned the magic in the stone walls and was able to recreate the missing parts, he knew that this stone room was created to get in touch with something beyond comprehension, he hoped to find a solution to his despair in this place and after days he was even able to activate that lost magic with several modifications made by him.

That was the vision I was having now, in the middle of the Ritual that he created the space shattered as if it were made of crystal and in the middle only flows of energy were constantly emerging to the point of almost making the ritual collapse.

That was when a voice emerged through that empty space of energy, a voice that seemed to carry a depth that made Sarazar’s Soul tremble.

"Ohh... it’s been a while since anyone called me using the mark I left..."

"Who are you...?" (me?)

"(He didn’t even know who he was calling and yet he did all this.)" (me)

"You called me and still don’t know...? Interesting..."

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"Who I am doesn’t matter to you, I can see that you seek something, so tell me... what do you seek...?"

"..." (me?)

"(Despair can really cloud even the brightest of minds.)" (me)

I couldn’t believe these memories, he seemed like a perceptive man, I learned a lot from him, but seeing all this is horrible for me, especially because I realize what will happen next. "I want a source of energy capable of supporting our creation, a source of energy that..." (me?)

"Energy...? So you want power?"

The ritual that was supposed to contain this broken space suddenly expands, placing Sarazar inside it, then a graceful hand stretches out from the broken space covered in a dense layer of energy with the palm facing upwards.

"This is an Anomalous Core, it will serve whatever you seek, but I will not give it away for free..."

"What do you want?" (me?)

"I want only a Spark from you, nothing you will miss, at least not while you are near this Anomalous Core."

"I accept, take what you need!" (me?)

"Remember, an Anomalous Core is pure energy, it is alive in itself, all life is constantly changing, so when you come into contact with it, you will also be subject to change..."

"You will achieve what you seek and at the same time move away from what you desire... what will remain after this Paradox...?"

In the hand of this thing appeared a sphere of energy that it waited for him to claim before the broken space reformed as if time was running backwards leaving only him alone in that place, he didn’t even notice that a feeling of emptiness arose inside him as the Anomalous Core sank inside him.

When his hands raised looking for what he was holding, a new Anomalous Core appeared in each of his hands, there were two now and he realized that he could make more of them, but he also realized that his consciousness was fading as he passed out.

After that, my vision changed two more times, one of them was when he was inside a Dragon Tooth and the second was when he saw the true Entity that was invading his universe and being marked by it afterwards.

"(A fool driven by despair...)" (me)

After everything was over, there were no more visions of his memories, but it wasn’t necessary either, I knew what had happened, I finally took his memories, emotions and knowledge for myself, even so I wasn’t him.

I saw his memories from the outside, I interpreted his emotions differently, I connected his knowledge in a more cataloged way because it was knowledge that I received and not that I learned, my thoughts also don’t match theirs.

I still admired Sarazar, not for his intelligence, not for his accomplishments, but for his courage to accomplish what he set out to do even if it cost him his own life, he didn’t fear death and at the end of his universe, he prayed for all those he couldn’t save while refining part of his universe as a memorial of him.

When I blinked my eyes again, I was once again seeing darkness surrounded by what I now understood to be Runes, I could not read them, but I could understand their meaning.

"I understand... I accept... that all those deprived of your embrace may finally rest through me..." (me)

Thus I finally found a reason to fight, protect and nurture those who were deprived of their final rest.