~Location: A Wormhole~
(POV- Tristan Devroop Akvash)
As we went through that wall, we felt our souls being launched across to somewhere far away; while that was happening, I heard Ana yelling,
{WEEEEEEE!!!} It looked like she was enjoying herself while at it. I couldn't help but talk to Zil out loud.
"You know where we are going, Zil?" Ana answered my question instead.
{Your Avatar has no clue... But I'll give you a hint: It's a place that is a hellish nightmare world full of every horrible thing imaginable!!}
Zil and I awkwardly stared at Ana, and I asked her, "How do you know??? And Zil... Screw you and your Seeking quests..." And Zil said with sadness.
Zil wasn't helping at all, and that made me speak under my breath.
"Well, shit..." I can't really describe it but I feel like these seekings will be the end of me sometimes.
Ana finally said something, {Well... That was because I read a map that I had before... And the shadowlands are kind of eerily close to the Shenti of Entropy, or Malfeas... Don't worry, though, I will always be here with you if anything happens} Her words were able to help me relax a bit, but... Why does it feel like I'm going to straight-up meet an end-game plot device?
These thoughts have made me grab onto both sides of my head as I try to massage them. Ana moved quickly to poke my cheeks with a cheerful smile. She's not helping anymore.
~Location: Black Spiral Labyrinth: Final Frontier To Infinite Horrors And Madness~
Ana and I both landed in what seemed to be a boss room. I mean, there's a giant pure black door that will most definitely lead to somewhere wholly vile. Where we are now is in an open field with dark green clouds hanging low in the sky, periodically unleashing acidic rain or bursts of toxic gases. The very ground seems to writhe in utter agony... Worst of all, I felt too many different wretched emotions through that door to the point where I was feeling numb.
"This place needs OSHA... Like, I mean, badly needs it." I said, and Ana gave me a nod while Zil said.
'Good point. Are you ready, too, Ana?' Man, it feels cool to speak through my mind, Ana answered.
{Sure am...} I then walked to that massive Gate and tried to push on it, but it wouldn't even budge. Then Zil said.
{And also, let me help you too...} I smiled while thanking both of them before going back to the gate
"Thanks, you two." I closed my eyes while Ana wrapped her arms around my shoulder. I then focused on the primal energy from the Gate and tried using the Sphere of the Spirit to open through. I then added my shadows to the mix, which caused a tremor at the Gate and my aura to condense in a black amorphous shape. As the primal quintessence surged through the Gate, more of that vile emotion was released.
I gritted my teeth as my soul was shifting and twisting, but Ana kept my form together. Her own body glowed a shade of grey. That aura moved and started connecting to me, giving me something I'd never felt before, like a surge of power rushing through me and a clearer understanding of both Spheres of Prime and Spirit, as my shadows guiding both spheres had violently pushed open the Gate.
After all of that was over, I fell to the ground on my knees. Using magic felt entirely different from working out until failure in a physical workout... This feels so much worse... It fucking hurts.
I didn't notice Ana, as she was still wrapping her arms around me, as she said something, {Are you alright, Tristy? Doing something like that as a newbie mage is kind of dumb... But at least you had me with you. I think I haven't told you about a critical effect a psychopomp has with their Mages: they can temporarily enhance a mage's abilities~. There's another ability, though, but I won't tell you~} I shook my head to shake off that odd feeling after performing that.
I got up and shakily walked through the Gate with Ana, who observed me like a mother bear while walking beside me to see if my body would give out. But I was able to stabilize myself for a bit.
Through the other side of the Gate was an intricately patterned tunnel with white spider-like webs. When Ana saw those webs, her black raven hair began to stand up, and a grey aura flared around her while she was walking. She began tugging at me a bit.
{Ummm... Tristan, I don't like this place already!?!} Seeing her reacting like that made me worry for her.
I held her hand tightly as we walked. "Everything's alright, Ana~ As long as you're walking by me."
Ana snapped out of it as I said something, {Oh... Sorry about that...}
We walked hand in hand through this corridor of webs and saw an opening that looked to be an open area. The closer we got, the more sick and twisted that aura from the Gate could be felt.
We went through that opening and saw an incalculable monstrosity of a snake entrapped in infinitely or possibly beyond webbing that would just keep expanding throughout this void. Its green eyes opened from its eternal agony of emotions, and every wicked impossibility of malice now beamed down on us.
Now, the embodiment of Primal rage and madness in physical form has awoken. For the first time in a long while, the Dark God of destruction, chaos, darkness, and corruption had become ecstatic upon someone's arrival.
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(POV: General)
It felt like forever, staring at such a giant, primal force for Tristan. This force of nature, known as the Wyrm, was, at this very moment, judging this insignificant Mage in front of him. The Wyrm then moved its eyes to the spirit that was latched on to the Mage as he looked back and forth between them, and its interests grew even further.
It finally spoke up, /|{}{}|Interesting... The both of you had somehow found the Gate that even my black spiral dancers couldn't get to without killing themselves... And you all even look unscathed, even with all of my malice in the deepest parts of this Labyrinth... And, a giant gut wrench here is the fact that all of you are seemingly intact here...
This very source of all of this beautiful depravity of madness... At first, I was going to say that the spirit that seems awfully similar to me was protecting you, but the more I take a look at you, the more it seems that's not the case...
You both are most definitely seemingly more capable than my followers in finding this specific place and better yet, you're capable of withstanding my mere presence. With the bit of sanity I have intact as of now, how about my little gift~|{}|\
The Wyrm's words echoed its words in such a guttural noise to the point that it melted away quite a bit of the web entrapping it.
Tristan, who had his heart pounding like crazy, said, "..... Sure?"
The Wyrm, hearing that, looked at Tristan as it narrowed its eyes /|{}|You sound rather confused. I'm not asking if you want it. You're going to have if you like to or not.|{}|\
The Wyrm's unending malice of green grew even more dangerous. Now still looking at Tristan and Ana.
But Ana was slowly manifesting her true form, without caring if something happened to herself, as she eyed The Wyrm down... But Tristan put his hands up and said, "Alright, alright, alright~ jeez, don't get your panties twisted here, pal~ I mean, I should be grateful for 'the all-so-powerful god.' So where's my gift that you are all so gracious to give me?"
Both Ana and Wyrm had been eyeing each other a while ago and were now in a massive state of shock, they both said at the same time.
Ana: {What...}
Wyrm: /|{}|Huh?|{}|\
Tristan, who was already gaining an already massive headache, said in a hurry while rubbing his hands together with a broad smile, "I mean, of course, I do deserve that gift for coming all the way here, right? I mean, you're absolutely benevolent, my eminence of supreme evil!!!"
Tristan then moved his hands theatrically to boost this being's pride... And what Zil said made Ana cough and choke wildly.
{AHDGKj!!} Wyrm turned its head toward Ana in confusion, and Ana then went back to a smile and shrugged her shoulders.
The Wyrm then turned back to Tristan and said, /|{}|You... Are an amusing Mage; here is my gift to you, Mage... This is my first time personally gifting someone, so hold on.|{}|\
Its sharp eyes glowed green, and a trace of its divinity had marked Tristan's soul... Or at least it tried to. Still, Tristan's Shadow and Anomalous energy began to react, trying to correspond with protecting Tristan and yet also trying to keep the benefits of the gift.
After the process was done, Tristan felt a vast improvement with his shadows. And went back to boot-licking, "Oh thank ye mi-lord, oh grand of darkness!!!"
(A/n: Medieval language for those confused.)
The Wyrm, hearing that, squirmed a bit from embarrassment, /|{}|Ohhh!! Stop that...|{}|\ The Wyrm then went back to normal and stared at Tristan as if trying to peer into his soul.
/|{}|Uh? My gift did work... But you were supposed to transform into my Maeljin Incarna?? That's rather odd...|{}|\ Tristan's soul began to sweat, but Ana grabbed Tristan by the neck like a chicken and teleported far away. Still, The Wyrm, already realizing what was happening, angrily blasted the spirit as it opened its mouth.
A giant beam made of pure destruction cut apart every single patterned web in its vicinity, and seeing that it missed the target, The Wyrm squirmed wildly in pure, unadulterated rage as the primal force yelled out.
/|{}|I WILL FIND YOU TILL THE ENDS OF THE EARTH!!!!! RAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK|{}|\
That yell was so loud that the Weaver's webs became destabilized and started affecting the Tellurian.
(A/n: The Tellurian is the whole of reality)
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~Through a different wormhole~
Both Tristan and Ana were affected by the impact of the blast as both of them were tumbling across to who knows where.
Then, the wormhole sent both of them to a familiar place in Scotland that seemed to be going through an earthquake, with buildings falling apart and innocent bystanders getting crushed.
Tristan, watching on from this chaos, was flabbergasted at this point and looked at Ana, who was just chilling. Seeing his eyes, she only shrugged her shoulders.
{It's not our fault, but that box spirit, Kaio... So, let's just blame him.} Tristan thought for a minute, then said alongside Zil.
"Agreed."
Ana grinned and said, {I guess that's a unanimous decision... Well see you all next time in therapy!!!}
Tristan and Ana flew all the way back to the basement, and when Tristan began to wake with his physical body, he sat back up and mentally said to Zil.
'You think we're going to therapy with this one, Zil?'
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(A/n: Lilith's reaction: 😳)