Reincarnation Arc: 6

“It's hard to keep up with it. And This doesn't feel real, but on the off chance that it is I don’t want to make anymore careless mistakes so I’ll do my best.” keith says "Believe it or not, I don't honestly believe this is happening right now. I'll probably wake up soon, so I'm just going with the flow.” I haphazardly say.

“Believe this a dream?” Kyra asks

“Exactly that and I’m choosing to not believe anything else thank you very much.” I say

“You want to try waking up?” kyra asks

The way she said it made my spine crawl. My body senses danger, my nostrils flare up, I think I’m getting allergic to her.  

Larua interjects “I'm sorry.. I'm the type of girl to play things by ear. I don't know what this whole war thing is actually about, but might as well take kindness of strangers if it's right in front of me, right?”

“That easy for you?” I ask

“Look. Believe it or not, I think I've been in worse scrapes in my life. something like this is nothing.” She says

Azul looks to me “I didn’t catch your name, doing that on purpose?”

“I changed my name into something rather embarrassing.” Everyone waits in silence the shuffling of everyone here entering portals and the sound of space warping following after, makes for a uncomfortable silence “It's Ashlight, Ashlight Starburn.”

Kyra teases “ what a mouthful, That a custom name? Sir starburn.”

“Piss off.” I snap I feel like I'm going insane but I’m staring to get used to it.

Azul says “I would say it's best if we stick together but-“

Kyra intejects “Most of the times, once you go to that portal, you end up separated from one another we all have to find each other. When we get reincarnated into exact copies of our bodies into an entirely new world.”

Azul says " luckily for us all worlds are still bound by a conglomerate law of magic. But Because the flow of life of death has been disrupted, magic across all spectrum is essentially stretched thin. The very record of magic has trouble keeping physical information of anatomy of souls like us that are freely able to travel in-between worlds that and magic itself has even less rules and exceptions can be made with far more ease the longer this war goes on. 

I interrupt “So we have no idea what really going to encounter once were there. our bodies and our minds could permanently be altered or damage beyond reconigiton with no real way of being repaired besides ending this war.”

Through gritted teeth and clear irritation Azul says “correct.”

Azul sighs “still of the most world's natural laws have stayed intact. So science shouldn't be a problem for humans like you.”

“Again, how do you know all this information?” keith asks

“Study and other veterans, of course.” Kyra says

“how long has this war been going on?” keith quesitions

Azul says “For us, witches and warlocks , about a couple hundred years, you humans are a new added edition. Your kind has been going into this for only the last. maybe 50 or so years. This war has only just begun after all.”

“Nearing 200 years and you're telling me it's only just begun .” keith shouts“Gods and clearly these people live a long time. Can you blame them for thinking like this.” Laura says

Azul continiues  his explanation clearing his throat  “Depending on how many roots of reincarnation a god has, it means how much sway and control they have over the flow of life and death along with proving their competence in selecting elite individuals to handle business. Even the all-creator cannot revoke those rites and ignore that level of competence.”

Kyra injects “This means the gods with the most amount of roots is by all technical standards, a winner of the war with each of the gods fighting for the 16 seats.”

A bell tolls. It rumbles inside of my bones. I feel like I almost drop to the ground upon hearing it. It feels like it's calling me, ripping me out of my own skeleton. What the hell again? I shout.

Azul’s voice reverbrates “It's time for us to go. Any other explanations We'll have to wait until we we're in the actual world. But I will leave you with this. We're all but mere fledglings. Our best case scenario, and probably our only case scenario, is to survive this and then be asked to be sent home, and pray we have not been selected by a desperate God.”

all of us in a single file line are in front of a blue portal.It feels like it's reaching out to me. It's whispers echoing in the back of my mind. My eardrums feel like they're going to pop and bleed down the sides of my throat.My fingernails feel like they're going to peel open. My skin feels like it's going to be layered back and flayed. My throat starts to dry up, and tears starts to well into my eyes. What the hell is this? The witches and warlock walk in just fine, but the humans are barely keeping up, basically limping into that portal.

 

Keith coughs up blood as he spews it all across the ground, he enters in regardless of the pain and shortly after laura eyes bleeding leaving only me remaining.

 a voice that sounds calm like ocean waves rolling against an evening shore "Come, my child, be not afraid of this. For under my will, I will create you new universe without suffering, an honorable world through reincarnation. I can feel it in you, your destiny intertwined with mine."

 It feels like my brain is on a frying plan. The stem of my brain feels like it's rattling against its cage, my nose begins to bleed and the blood drops to the ground, below me, walking through that portal, the winds of war carry me forward.