Finding himself back in his room, Adryan only put a hand to his face and scratched his eyes.
'The talk with Will was completely worth it' thought the redhead satisfied, who began to count the benefits of having talked to the snake.
'The most important one is undoubtedly the fact that the aura of disasters I'm expelling is hidden by something, is this the hand of the Goddess? But I never had any kind of contact with any sacred artifact related to 'Her'?'
Trying to think of how it was possible a possibility arose in Adryan's mind who could only grunt.
'Or is this done by the bastard who brought me here?
So that the Gods do not find me and I can grow strong for their resurrection?
But that doesn't explain how I haven't died or been corrupted by all the knowledge I have.....'
Sensing his spirituality that was warning him, Adryan stopped thinking about that topic and switched to another.
'The aura of the City of Calamities unlike the aura of the Sefira Castle must not be contained or controlled?
Now that I think about it, it makes a lot of sense, the City of Calamities has the authority of disasters and destruction, if I tried to contain that aura, the only thing I would do would be to cause a major disaster when I am no longer capable of doing so, just like Will said' while thinking that Adryan got up from his bed and leaving his room he went to the kitchen.
Opening a cabinet he took out a pot which was filled with milk and placed it on the grill and lit the fire with a match.
He still feel watched so he didn't plan to use his ability with fire yet....
While doing so he opened another cabinet and took out a cup of powdered coffee and an empty cup.
'Will said that only by becoming an angel would I be able to lessen the damage I caused,It should be because my connection to the City would be much deeper.....'
The redhead felt a sensation of Deja vu and the image of the Colosseum covered in fire came to his mind so vividly that he thought he was standing in front of it again and the ravings he heard that almost killed him would appear again.
*CRASH*
The empty cup he was holding slipped from his hand and fell to the floor breaking into pieces but thanks to this the image that Adryan saw of the Colosseum disappeared.
Out of habit he knelt down and started picking up the pieces of the broken cup while his face was pale,his hands trembled slightly and his breathing had become rapid and his pupils had shrunk.
'What the fuck was that?!!'
'Why the fuck did I think of that damn Colosseum now of all times?!!'
Just before he reached for another piece of the cup, Adryan's hand froze and his eyes widened.
'Angel.....Angel....I said that I would only go near that Colosseum again when I turned into an angel...'A feeling of emptiness covered Adryan...
'I will only be able to minimize the damage caused by the aura of the City of Calamities when I become an angel...' the tremor in his hands intensified and Adryan just lowered his hands to the ground as well as he lowered his head.
'Becoming an angel is directly connected to that Colosseum....'
'What the fuck is inside....'
Taking several deep breaths, Adryan picked up the pieces of the cup as quickly as he could and tossed them into the trash, then grabbing some rags he removed the pot of hot milk from the fire which he blew out.
Placing the pot on one side, the redhead took out another cup, his hands were still shaking...
Pouring the hot milk into the cup he grabbed the coffee powder and with a spoon he put 2 tablespoons into the cup and began to mix.
'The two things are certainly connected but isn't this a huge coincidence? This is already ridiculous,the paranoid would never write a script as exaggerated as this,is not like he can influence the City of Calamities.... Is my luck that bad?'
Looking at the milk and seeing that it took on the color the redhead was looking for, he grabbed the container where he kept the sugar and placed 4 tablespoons in the milk and began to mix again.
He had always been someone of sweet things, coffee would not be the exception...
'This can't be the work of anyone other than the bastard who brought me here, how else is this possible?' The redhead stopped mixing and grabbing the cup he picked it up but his hands were still shaking so he could just put the cup back on the table if he didn't want to make a mess.
Leaning against the table, Adryan could only take several breaths, then close his eyes and meditate to try to calm down.
He had managed to calm down a bit enough for him to at least grab the cup and drink some of the coffee which calmed him down a bit more.
Giving a weak sigh, Adryan sat down at the table and placed both arms on the table and held his forehead with his hands.
'Will I have no choice but to explore that place as soon as I become an angel?'
'At least that's still a long way off and I can prepare myself for whatever's inside…' Taking a big sip of the coffee, Adryan looked down at the half-filled cup.
'I just hope I'm ready when the time comes.....'
With that thought, the redhead drank the last of his coffee.
'Provoker has been completely digested, now only Hunter and Pyromaniac remain....'