Race: Human
Name: Seth of the Lost
Rank: awakened
Aspect: loss of chaos (Divine)
(aspect description: a calamity, with his fate stolen, now left with nothing but a hollow shell and a lost future filled with chaos.)
abilities: phantom shard, shadow walk
Fate level: null
Inheritance: Hunter of the Moon
Looking at his aspect runes, he was astonished. His fate had been stolen. How and when could that be what led him to be an orphan? The first thing that Seth felt was anger; all he felt was curiosity. After all, it was said that fate was unobtainable; it could only be given by the world spirit, which means that there are beings out there that can take fate forcefully.
Whispers sounded in his ears as the world spirit tried
Communicating with him again, you have decided to be orderless; you have been vested with the flaw of the perforated core.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Race: Human
Name: Sin of Blaze
Rank: Awakened
Aspect: vassal of the sun of blaze (divine)
(aspect description: burn as a calamity of the sun, meant to scorch the surface as the calamity of the sun of blaze)
Abilities: Smite, Blaze Hour
Fate level: calamity
Inheritance: vassal of the sun of purity
Sin saw his aspect runes and couldn't be more glad. He didn't know what a calamity was, but it had to be at least noble level, right? Looking towards the crowd, he noticed everyone was focusing on him. Looking to the priest standing, he saw his father, but there was no joy painted on his face, no pride, only sympathy, helplessness, and disappointment. That was when he noticed the gaze of his father wasn't on him; it was on Seth.
It was only at this moment that Sin seemed to notice the atmosphere wasn't right. Gazing at Seth, he was confused; he couldn't sense any bit of essence flowing through Seth, which was wrong for an awakened who had just gained his aspect. At that moment, one just had access to one's essence, and it was impossible at that moment for one to hide its flow. This meant only one thing: Seth didn't have essence.
Seemingly noticing the look everyone was giving him Seth smiled he knew no one knew of his inheritance from the Starhunter, but he had no intention of letting anyone know of this, especially the council, the reason for this action was because of the brand given to him by the world spirit "the orderless" it was branded on his runes now and looking at the description of it he, once reaffirmed his choice to stay silent.
Rumble!!!
The path started ascending back to its place in the vast skies. The priests watched this happen with confusion coloring their faces. The path ascended too early; most of the children here hadn't awakened. The truth was that the strength of two calamities was too much for the path to bear. Of course, the priests were unaware of this reason.
Once the path was out of sight, everyone focused their gazes back on Seth. Seeing the tense atmosphere, the priest in charge immediately announced, "We will have to bring the ceremony to an end. We apologize to those who have yet to awaken for the abrupt end, but as you all know, no one can control the path".
Even though some were disappointed, they knew no one was at fault, and they could only blame their luck. Everyone began to leave, and Seth was about to follow, only to see Vice obstructing his path. "The council would like to see you and your brother."
Nodding, Seth already expected that what happened to both Sin and him today would be enough to gather the attention of the councils and the elders. Seth couldn't help but get nervous, though he was sure no one knew he got the inheritance of the Starhunter. What about those old fogies always watching from above? He wasn't sure if they noticed or not. But one thing was sure: they knew he wasn't going to have it easy.
One might be wondering why Seth was very cautious about his inheritance, it was not simply because he was the first to get it, no it was more than that it was simply because the Starhuntet also bared the same brand as him "The Orderless" this brand was given to creatures and beings that went out of the path set by the world spirit, in a way they were rebels, and from the information he got from the inheritance, he knew that every orderless in existence had unique abilities, let's just put it this way each of them were cheats, there was one who could feed on force itself granting him any affinity he desires, heck there this one who could copy ones very being down to your fate level, Seth was even beginning to think that the one who stole his fate had to be a orderless.
to become orderless you had to first divert from the evolution path set by the world spirit well you could also say they were mutants, but still becoming less isn't something to be happy about, cause for some unknown reason the world spirit was well bent on getting rid of them all, as a matter of fact, it almost succeeded, but some survived, just like Starhunter who survived by taking refuge from the goddess of the Everlight, some survived through various means as well, seeing that it couldn't eradicate them on it own, the world spirit placed a limiter on all of them, called flaws just like the one Seth received, as though this wasn't enough, the fact that one had a brand as an orderless was no different than death sentence when others knew, all these reasons stacked up on each other, reaffirming Seth's resolve of not letting anyone find out about his brand or his inheritance.
But Seth must have forgotten about his terrible luck because, high above the church in the clouds, there was a gathering of old men all dressed in white garments. The edges of the garments were trimmed with gold, and at the back was a drawing of a sun with stars aligned around it. This was a pennant of the Everlight. These old men were the elders of the church.
While they sat and discussed their disappointment about Seth not being a noble, an elder among them seemed not to join their conversation as he had his eyes on Seth as he thought, Orderless, huh? It seems this little village just got more lively.