Chapter 257: You'll do no such thing!
After what felt like an eternity, the colossal whale spaceship emerged from the dimensional fold and arrived on Planet Kaelria. The journey was a feat that would have been near impossible for anyone else without specialized knowledge or equipment.
However, Tessa, armed with the inherited wisdom of Zorath and the time seed within her, navigated through the veiled dimensions with precision. Her unique abilities allowed her to track even the most elusive dimensions and lock onto them effortlessly, no matter how obscure or displaced they were.
On getting to the planet, Tessa landed on Base 137, segment 12, this was the same base she appeared in when she first came from earth.
As the spaceship descended onto Base 137, Segment 12, a wave of nostalgia washed over Tessa. This was the very base she had first stepped foot on after leaving Earth—a place of memories and beginnings. Beside her, Justin and Jordan, her now one-month-old twins, walked with an ease and confidence that belied their age. The sight of them striding alongside their mother, their golden curls shimmering in the Kaelrian sunlight, was nothing short of extraordinary.
Yet, no one on board seemed fazed. The stories of their miraculous birth had already spread like wildfire among the Deri-Legu people. Tales of babies who walked at a month old, who siphoned energy from their mother, and who were born with the strength of higher gods had become part of their growing legend. The midwives, still shaken by the experience, had added this account to their chronicles, a testament to the awe-inspiring presence of Tessa and her children.
""Justin, Jordan," Tessa called, her voice warm yet firm. "Let's go. It's time to meet your grandparents—Solaris and Lunara."
The twins nodded with expressions far too composed for their age. Despite being just a month old, their strength was undeniable. They wielded the energy of the sun and fire with ease, powers they had inherited and siphoned from their mother. Tessa herself was still recovering, needing to undertake the inheritance again to redirect and balance the vast energy within her.
The 1 month old babies had the strength of higher gods in their small bodies and they both could control fire energy, and the energy of the sun. Tessa had lost that fire energy to them and she also needed to undertake her moon legacy inheritance ritual. Tessa needed to undertake the inheritance ritual to direct that energy into the sap energy within her.
The Deri -legu people wanted to come along, but Tessa told them if wasn't safe and asked Gastro to look after them and that if may take some time before she returned so she made preparation on what to do in case she took too long.
With that, Tessa and her twins departed the spaceship, making their way toward the entrance of Base 137. As they approached, Tessa was taken aback by the sight of a long queue snaking around the entrance. The last time she was here, entry and exit were unrestricted for most bases. Something had clearly changed.
The trio's appearance quickly drew attention. Passersby couldn't help but notice the two young boys walking beside Tessa. Their ability to walk at such a young age could have been dismissed as remarkable, but their articulate speech caused a stir. Many speculated in hushed whispers that the boys were the offspring of a higher god or perhaps a forbidden deity. Little did they know, these were the children of the inheritor of the time seed—future time gods in the making.
As they moved closer to the entrance, Tessa and her sons engaged in lighthearted conversation. Their banter was filled with humor and wit, a continuation of the internal dialogues Tessa used to have with them before their birth.
While in the womb, a lot of time, the twins would make Tessa calm and even sometimes laugh during tense situation and difficult ones. Tessa had gotten so used to it that sometimes she forgets that they are already out of her womb.
The crowd, captivated by the cuteness and hilarity of the exchange, found themselves smiling despite the wait.
"Mother, why is that man staring at you like that?" Justin asked, his tone both curious and mischievous.
"Maybe he's trying to figure out how you two are walking and talking so much already," Tessa replied with a smirk.
Jordan tilted his head thoughtfully. "Or maybe he's just hungry. He looks like he wants a sandwich."
Laughter rippled through the crowd, their initial curiosity giving way to a shared amusement. These were no ordinary children, but their charm was disarming.
Yet beneath the laughter and lightheartedness lay a profound truth. These one-month-old boys, walking and talking as if years older, held power that could bend reality itself. Their mere existence was a marvel that defied comprehension. But for now, Tessa allowed them to enjoy the innocence of this moment, shielding them from the weight of the destinies that awaited.
As they reached the entrance, Tessa couldn't shake the feeling that this journey was just the beginning of something far greater. Kaelria was no longer just a place—it was the stage where legends would be forged, and history would be rewritten.
Tessa, Justin, and Jordan chatted animatedly as they approached the looming gates of Base 137. Their lighthearted banter drew smiles from those nearby, as their words carried a charm that was both endearing and effortlessly funny. It was the kind of conversation that had been a common occurrence in Tessa's mind before her recent transformation. Yet, the weight of her new reality still felt alien, like trying to walk in someone else's shoes. Adjusting to this "new normal" was a journey she hadn't yet fully embraced, but she was determined to try.
Who would have guessed that these seemingly ordinary one-month-old babies, nestled snugly against her, were higher gods in their infancy? To anyone who knew the truth, the very idea would shatter their understanding of reality. The babies radiated an otherworldly aura, but to mortal eyes, they were just helpless, adorable infants. Their divine potential remained hidden, veiled behind the fragility of their small bodies.
The trio's conversation tapered off as they reached the entrance to Base 137. Standing sentinel was a Kaelrian man with piercing deep blue eyes—the unmistakable mark of pure Kaelrian bloodline. His posture was rigid, his gaze sharp, and his voice held a note of authority as he addressed the line of people trying to enter.
"Pay the entry fee—10 Kaelrian bronze coins," the man barked, his hand outstretched expectantly.
The man in front of him, an immigrant clad in worn robes, froze in disbelief. His eyes widened as though he hadn't heard correctly. "Ten bronze? Yesterday, it was only two! How can you justify such an outrageous increase? This is robbery!"
The agent's expression hardened, his lips curling into a thin, humorless smile. "We are not forcing you to enter this base. If you don't want to pay, feel free to turn back. But I suggest you keep your words in check—anything reckless could jeopardize your life."
With a reluctant sigh, the immigrant reached into his pouch and retrieved the coins. They clinked softly as he dropped them into the guard's waiting palm. "You're all thieves," he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with quiet defiance as he moved to step forward.
The guard's face darkened instantly, his blue eyes narrowing like a predator's. "What did you just say?" In a swift motion, he struck the immigrant, sending him sprawling onto the dusty ground. The man groaned, clutching his side as onlookers whispered nervously among themselves.
"Detain him," the guard commanded, waving to his fellow soldiers. "We'll bring him to Lord Dzek. Let him explain his insolence to the ambassador."
Tessa stiffened at the mention of that name, her eyes narrowing. Lord Dzek. She knew exactly who they were referring to. The temple priest who had once been blessed with powers by Solaris—powers meant to protect and guide—was now abusing his position to exploit the vulnerable. Anger bubbled within her, a mix of righteous fury and disgust.
"You'll do no such thing..." Tessa's voice rang through like a thunder clap.