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SomethingOtherThanRain
Reincarnated as a 'Useless' Dark Flame User [LitRPG, Reincarnation] by cinnamoon23
Chapter 4 - Oraios Village
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"On behalf of everyone, Emily, Nacht, congratulations!" an old man with a long white beard said warmly to the couple. The woman, with silver hair, cradled a newborn baby in her arms, while beside her stood a tall man with dark hair and blue eyes, his hand resting gently on her shoulder.
"Thank you, village chief," they both replied joyfully.
The chief then turned his gaze to the small baby, a soft smile in his eyes. "Mav, welcome to Oraios Village," he said softly.
He then turned to the gathered villagers, his voice rising with a sense of pride, "Now, let's begin the celebrations!"
With that, the villagers erupted in cheers. Music began to play as women lifted their flutes and men beat the drums in rhythm. Wooden cups were quickly filled with homemade alcohol, and people started to eat from the large table set up in the center of the gathering.
In the distance, a massive bonfire crackled, providing warmth against the cool night air and casting a golden glow over the gathering.
The table was laden with a variety of foods: Giant Boar meat, rich and savory, was prepared in stews, fried dishes, and more, accompanied by vegetables harvested from the village gardens. Such a feast was rare and usually reserved for special occasions, but tonight was an exception. The villagers had pooled their modest earnings to celebrate the birth of Mav Rose, reflecting the deep camaraderie of this humble, close-knit community.
One by one, the villagers approached Emily and Nacht, offering heartfelt congratulations and warm smiles as they greeted the couple and their newborn child. The night was filled with laughter and joy, as everyone celebrated the arrival of young Mav. As the celebration continued, the villagers danced around the bonfire, their spirits high as they welcomed a new life into their midst.
As the night wore on, the festivities slowly wound down. Families began to bid each other goodnight, returning to their homes, but the warmth of the fire and the echoes of laughter lingered in the cool air. The birth of Mav Rose had become more than just a celebration; it was a symbol of hope, unity, and the enduring strength of Oraios Village.
The celebration marked the beginning of a joyful chapter in Emily and Nacht's lives. As the months passed, the couple marveled at how easily Mav adapted to the world around him. He rarely cried, his wide blue eyes always filled with curiosity, as if he were absorbing every detail of his surroundings.
By the time he was a year old, Mav had already taken his first steps. To Emily and Nacht's amazement, he displayed an unusual awareness for a child his age. He seemed to sense the emotions of those around him, responding to smiles with his own and reaching out to comfort anyone who appeared upset.
Raising Mav was a blessing. He never caused them sleepless nights, and as he grew, the couple found that he was incredibly easy to care for. By his second year, he was not only walking but confidently exploring the village with an almost unsettling calm, always curious yet careful.
As Mav grew older, his natural leadership qualities became more apparent. Whenever he played with the other village children, he instinctively took on the role of mediator and protector. If disputes arose during their games, Mav was always the one to step in, stopping fights before they could escalate. His calm and reassuring demeanor diffused tensions, and soon, the other children began to look up to him for guidance.
When one of the younger children fell or burst into tears, Mav was there in an instant, offering comfort with a gentle pat on the back or a few soothing words. The children, drawn to his mature presence, began to follow him instinctively, trusting him as though he were much older than his years. It was as if Mav carried an innate wisdom, far beyond his age, that set him apart from his peers.
Years passed quickly, and before they knew it, Mav was 5 years old. Emily and Nacht watched with pride as their son grew into a bright, observant child, who seemed to know things without being taught. Despite his unusual maturity, Mav was still very much a child—eager to learn and filled with a sense of wonder about the world around him. Yet, among the village children, he had already become something of a leader, respected and admired for his wisdom and kindness.
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over Oraios Village, Emily and Nacht tucked Mav into his small bed. The room was cozy, filled with the soft light of a lantern that flickered gently on the bedside table. Mav, now five years old, looked up at his parents with wide, curious eyes, his silver hair glinting in the dim light.
Emily sat on the edge of the bed, brushing a strand of hair away from Mav's face. "Are you excited for tomorrow, Mav?" she asked, her voice tender.
Mav nodded, his eyes bright with anticipation. "Yes, Mama. What will happen at the Bestowal Ceremony?"
Nacht, standing by the door, smiled and leaned against the frame. "Tomorrow, you'll receive your Flame Affinity, just like all the other children in the village. It's a special day when you'll discover what kind of power you have," he explained, his voice calm and reassuring.
Mav's face lit up with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. "Will it be like the stories you tell me?"
Emily chuckled softly. "Perhaps. But remember, no matter what Flame you receive, it's part of who you are, and it will help guide you as you grow."
Mav nodded thoughtfully, his small hands clutching the blanket. "I want to help people with my Flame, just like you and Papa help everyone in the village."
Nacht's heart swelled with pride as he exchanged a look with Emily. "And you will, Mav. I'm sure of it."
Emily leaned down and kissed Mav on the forehead. "Now, you should get some sleep, little one. Tomorrow will be a big day."
As the conversation wound down, Nacht glanced at Emily, a silent understanding passing between them. "We should get some rest too," Nacht said with a gentle smile. "Tomorrow's important for all of us."
Mav smiled, his eyes already growing heavy with sleep. "Goodnight, Mama. Goodnight, Papa."
"Goodnight, Mav," Nacht said softly, as he and Emily quietly left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.
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Reincarnated as a 'Useless' Dark Flame User [LitRPG, Reincarnation] by cinnamoon23
Chapter 5 - To The Capital
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The next morning, their house was abuzz with excitement as the day of the Bestowal Ceremony dawned. Mav woke early, the sunlight streaming through the window, filling his room with a golden glow. He sprang out of bed, his heart racing with anticipation, and quickly dressed in the clothes Emily had laid out for him the night before.
Downstairs, the aroma of fresh bread and herbs filled the air as Emily prepared breakfast. Nacht was already seated at the table, his face lit with a warm smile as Mav rushed down the stairs.
The Bestowal Ceremony was a significant event, a rite of passage held in the capital. Only within the temple there could the Flames be properly bestowed, with the aid of a Flame Priest and a device known as the Orb of Bestowal. Mav was about to discover his destiny.
As Emily and Nacht prepared for the Bestowal Ceremony, their thoughts were occupied with both excitement and a tinge of anxiety. Emily, adjusting Mav's small travel bag, couldn't help but reflect on how quickly the years had flown by. The tiny baby she had cradled so many months ago was now a curious, bright child on the cusp of discovering his future. She glanced at Nacht, seeing the same mixture of pride and apprehension in his eyes. The ceremony was not just a tradition; it was a pivotal moment in Mav's life, one that would shape his path and define his role within the village.
Nacht, observing Emily's thoughtful expression, placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. He was aware of the weight of this day and the hopes pinned on their son. As he loaded the final items into the carriage, he thought about the unknowns ahead—the uncertainties of which Flame Mav would receive and how it would influence his future. Would his son find a Flame that matched his gentle, yet firm spirit? Or would it challenge him in ways they hadn't anticipated? The thought of Mav facing any difficulties stirred a protective concern in him.
Emily met Nacht's gaze, sharing a silent understanding. "No matter what happens," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly, "we've given Mav all the love and support he needs. Whatever Flame he receives, we'll be by his side."
Nacht nodded, squeezing her hand gently. "He's a special boy, Emily. He's shown us time and again how resilient and thoughtful he is. I believe he'll find his way, no matter what challenges lie ahead."
Their shared moment of reflection was a mix of hope and anxiety, but it was also filled with pride. As they finished their preparations and Mav's eager face appeared in the doorway, they both took a deep breath. The day ahead would be a new chapter, full of promise and uncertainty, but for now, they focused on the journey ahead, holding on to the hope that their son's future would be bright and filled with purpose.
Mav quickly ran to the carriage, where his parents carefully packed the carriage, making sure everything was in order. The excitement from the night before still lingered in the air, and Mav could hardly contain his anticipation.
"Are you ready, Mav?" Emily asked, kneeling down to adjust the small travel bag slung over his shoulder.
Mav nodded eagerly, his silver hair catching the morning light. "I'm ready, Mama!" he said, his voice full of determination.
Nacht smiled, ruffling Mav's hair. "Then let's get going. The sooner we start, the sooner we'll be there."
With everything in place, the family climbed into the carriage, and Nacht took the reins. The horses began to move, and the small village of Oraios slowly disappeared behind them as they set off on the road to the capital, where Mav's fate would soon be revealed.
As the carriage rumbled along the narrow road, the dense canopy of trees on either side cast shifting patterns of light and shadow across the path. The trees were lush and green, their branches intertwining overhead to form a natural tunnel. The only sounds were the rhythmic clip-clop of the horse's hooves and the occasional rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze.
The road was winding, and the way was occasionally interrupted by the sight of wildflowers growing along the edges. Mav pressed his face against the carriage window, marveling at the changing scenery. Emily and Nacht exchanged smiles, the anticipation of reaching the capital filling them with a quiet excitement.
The road widened as they emerged from the shaded forest, opening up to a bustling field. The broader road was alive with carriages and pedestrians moving in a constant flow. The sky, a brilliant expanse of blue, stretched overhead, dotted with a few drifting clouds. The lively atmosphere was a sharp contrast to the serenity of Oraios Village.
Nacht guided the horses through the busy avenue, skillfully maneuvering the carriage amidst the other travelers. The atmosphere was lively, with the sounds of conversation and laughter mingling with the clatter of wheels and the occasional call of street vendors.
As the grand gates of the capital loomed ahead, Nacht slowed the carriage, and greeted the two guards stationed at the entrance. The guards greeted him with familiarity and respect, recognizing him from his frequent trips to deliver vegetables from his wife's farm. Nacht exchanged a few friendly words with them, and they waved him through with a nod. The gate creaked open, revealing the capital's grandeur beyond the walls.
The carriage continued forward, passing through the imposing gates and entering the capital. The capital city was encircled by a large wall, it's towering buildings and bustling streets were a stark contrast to the tranquil village of Oraios. Nacht navigated the carriage through the crowded streets until they finally arrived in front of the grand temple, its majestic spires rising high into the sky. The temple was an imposing structure of intricate stonework, its presence commanding respect and awe.
Emily and Nacht helped Mav out of the carriage, and as they stood before the temple, the significance of the day settled in. The grandiosity of the temple seemed to encapsulate the weight of the moment, the culmination of years of anticipation and hope. The ceremony was about to begin, and Mav's journey was set to unfold within these hallowed walls.
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SomethingOtherThanRain
Reincarnated as a 'Useless' Dark Flame User [LitRPG, Reincarnation] by cinnamoon23
Chapter 6 - The Flame System Part 1 (History)
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The Bestowal Ceremony is a significant rite of passage in the world of Floga, marking the moment when a child officially enters society as a wielder of flame-based magic. Held when children reach the age of 5, this ceremony is not merely a tradition but a deeply revered process that connects each child to the Flame God, who bestows upon them their unique flame type.
The ceremony is a grand event, typically taking place in the capital of the kingdom, where the Flame Temple stands as the focal point. On the day of the Bestowal, families from all over the kingdom journey to the capital. The event itself is highly organized, with each child being guided through the process by the Head Priest.
The Bestowal Ceremony is entirely free of charge for all participants. The kingdom and the various guilds that govern different flame disciplines cover all expenses, recognizing the ceremony's importance for the future of their society. This support underscores the kingdom's commitment to nurturing the next generation of flame wielders, ensuring that every child, regardless of their background, has the opportunity to discover and develop their innate powers.
As Nacht maneuvered the carriage to a halt and helped Emily and Mav out, the grandeur of the capital's temple loomed before them. The massive doors creaked open, revealing a vast interior that seemed to stretch endlessly. The scale of the temple was awe-inspiring, its architecture a testament to the ancient craftsmanship that had gone into its construction.
Stepping inside, they were greeted by a vast space that made the world outside feel distant and insignificant. The high ceilings soared above them, supported by majestic columns that rose like ancient guardians. The room was dominated by a set of enormous stairs that arched halfway up the temple's interior, each step carved with intricate designs depicting scenes of past ceremonies and mythical figures. The staircase's grandeur was matched only by the sweeping arches that framed it, lending the space an almost otherworldly quality.
Families had already seated around the sweeping staircase, their voices creating a lively murmur that reverberated through the vast hall. Children, dressed in their finest clothes, fidgeted with a mix of excitement and nervousness, while parents chatted animatedly, their voices blending into a harmonious noise.
In each corner of the temple stood small pillars, and atop these pillars blazed vibrant flames. The flames flickered in red and yellow at the front corners, casting a warm, welcoming glow. The back corners were lit by cool green and blue flames that danced gently, creating a soothing contrast. The meshing of colors illuminated the temple's interior, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the stone floor.
Below the stairs, at the center of the temple, an elderly man in a long white robe was focused intently on adjusting a peculiar machine. His movements were precise and deliberate, each adjustment accompanied by the soft hiss of mechanisms being fine-tuned. He worked with a calm intensity, preparing for the ceremony with a skilled hand.
Emily, Nacht, and Mav found a vacant spot and settled down, their eyes wide with wonder as they took in the enormity of their surroundings. The temple's walls were adorned with magnificent stained glass windows, each pane radiating in hues of red, yellow, green, and blue. The sunlight streaming through the glass painted the floor with vibrant patterns, adding to the temple's ethereal atmosphere.
As they looked around, mesmerized by the splendor of the temple, the priest's hands came together in a sharp clap. The sound echoed through the hall, cutting through the mixture of chatter and instantly commanding silence. Heads turned toward him, the air charged with anticipation. The ceremony was about to begin, and the focus shifted entirely to the figure at the front of the temple, signaling the start of this significant day.
"Welcome, everyone, to the Flame Temple!" The priest's voice boomed, reverberating off the high walls and reaching every corner of the vast space.
"I know you are all excited, both the children and their parents, for today is a special day, the day of the Bestowal Ceremony. But before we begin, let me take a moment to explain the Flame System, especially for those who may not be as familiar with it, particularly those who have traveled from distant villages."
"First of all, I'm Organos, the head priest of this temple. I will be the one to conduct today's Bestowal Ceremony."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled crowd. "Now, children, pay close attention and remember what I am about to tell you. This information is crucial, as it could very well shape your future."
The room fell silent, every eye fixed on the Organos as he continued, his tone both authoritative and gentle. The children's faces were a mix of curiosity and concern, their parents offering reassuring smiles.
He cleared his throat, his voice steady and resonant. "To understand the importance of today, you must first understand the Flame System and its origins. This world was once governed by the Flame God, a benevolent entity who provided for all of humanity. People lived in peace, with their every need met—food, clothing, shelter, everything was given freely. Yet, despite this abundance, some were not content."
He continued, his expression growing solemn. "Some individuals grew restless and discontented. Their greed led them to rebel, to covet more than what they had been given. As their desires grew, so did their actions. They stole from one another, formed alliances, and waged war, dragging even the innocent into their conflicts. The land was soon torn apart by violence and strife."
A heavy silence fell over the crowd as the Organos' gaze grew stern. "The Flame God, angered by this chaos and bloodshed, sent forth the Daimoniki—powerful, monstrous creatures led by the malevolent king, Vasilias. These beings ravaged the land, slaughtering humanity without mercy. The people were helpless, and their pleas for mercy reached the Flame God. They vowed to end their fighting and work together if only they were saved."
His tone softened, reflecting the mercy granted. "Moved by their repentance and suffering, the Flame God bestowed upon humanity the Flame System—a gift of immense power that allowed people to combat the Daimoniki. This system gave rise to new abilities, enabling humanity to fight back and begin reclaiming their world."
Organos' voice took on a note of encouragement. "Through years of struggle and sacrifice, humanity managed to push the Daimoniki back. Today, we remain in a fragile standstill: half the world is under Daimoniki's control, while the other half is held by humanity. The war continues, with soldiers wielding the Flame System bravely fighting on the frontlines."
He looked out at the children with a twinkle in his eye. "Those with strong affinities in the Flame System are tasked with protecting kingdoms and safeguarding the people. Their roles are crucial, and they hold some of the most important positions in this world. Perhaps some of you gathered here today will join their ranks in the future. Only time will tell."
Organos' expression grew more serious. "But now that you understand our world's history, it is time to explain how the Flame System works. Pay close attention, for this knowledge will shape your future, starting today."
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Comments(8)
Kingsler
Kingsler
10 days ago
😶 Can't the god just retrieve the monster he released?
cinnamoon23
cinnamoon23
10 days ago
Can't God just remove all the evil in the world? It's just the same concept. What if the people go back to committing evil deeds after the monsters have gone away? Things happen for a reason.
Kingsler
Kingsler
10 days ago
👍
TheBlackGuardian
TheBlackGuardian
4 days ago
It should be noted that the fact that evil does exist is one of the reasons people don't believe in God, in conjunction with God being purported as all good, all powerful, and God having created people the way they are.
cinnamoon23
cinnamoon23
4 days ago
Yes, the problem of evil.
andie5
andie5
4 days ago
Thanks for the chapter
dan_who
dan_who
4 days ago
Is the Kingdom really small if families from all over the Kingdom can travel to the Capitol for the ceremony? That's a lot of people taking time off from doing productive work if it's more than a day's travel and it seemed like food wasn't exactly plentiful by the description of how much he village celebrated Mav's birth.
cinnamoon23
cinnamoon23
4 days ago
Yes. It's a pretty important ceremony after all. It could define a child's entire future.
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