The morning air was fresh as the male villagers worked diligently, hammering, sawing, and lifting materials for the village reconstruction. The road being paved with smooth stone tiles had already begun to take shape, a direct result of Leiurus's planning. The villagers shared their thoughts on the new layout, grateful for Leiurus's guidance, though they voiced their concerns over resources, the time required, and the sheer workload.
But just as the weight of their concerns started to build, Grimfang emerged from the forest, pulling a thick rope with a heavy bundle of ten large tree trunks trailing behind him. The powerful creature dropped the trunks with a proud nod, reassuring the villagers that he was here to help in any way he could. The villagers expressed their gratitude, humbled by Grimfang's willingness to assist.
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Meanwhile, Leiurus sat inside one of the village's less-used homes, gazing out the window at the bustling activity. His fingers traced the edge of the long white blanket that covered him, and he sighed, feeling slightly out of place despite his new form. He was itching to help but knew he had to get used to his human body first.
Leiurus stood up and opened a double door, hoping to find something to wear, but the closet was empty. Panic crept in as he searched around, realizing he couldn't walk around the village naked. That's when he heard a familiar, mysterious voice—the Voice of the World—offering him assistance in creating attire.
After a brief exchange, the Voice of the World materialized a set of clothing for Leiurus, just as he envisioned. Dark, sleek pants, a chain belt, gloves, and a deep blue shirt adorned his form, perfectly suited to his new appearance. He admired how natural the outfit felt, fitting him as if it had always been his.
Stepping outside, Leiurus walked over to where Elyndra and Grimfang stood, both watching the villagers at work. When Elyndra caught sight of Leiurus's attire, she raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the distinct outfit he wore. Grimfang nodded approvingly, complimenting his friend on the sharp attire.
"Where did you get such clothing?" Elyndra asked, her gaze lingering on the unique details of the outfit: the chain belt, the fitted gloves, and the layered look of the blue shirt. Her curiosity was piqued, especially given that attire of this style was uncommon in their realm.
Leiurus, feeling a little embarrassed, explained how the Voice of the World had provided him with the clothing after he mentioned wanting something to wear. Elyndra's eyes widened, genuinely surprised. She spoke of the rarity of hearing the Voice of the World more than once and how extraordinary it was that the Voice granted him not just guidance but physical attire.
Grimfang added to this by explaining the role of the Voice of the World in their universe, theorizing that it was the subconscious echo of the Creator of Realms. He explained how the Voice's interaction with living beings was a rare event, often limited to moments of monumental change or evolution, but rarely did it offer gifts so freely.
Leiurus took a moment to absorb this, grateful yet humbled by the unusual attention from such a powerful force. As they continued discussing, he felt a renewed sense of belonging and purpose. He was no longer just a creature of the forest; he was Leiurus Quinquestriatus, a being with potential, purpose, and now, even friends and allies in this world.