you were once my church
now I have no religion
now I have no religion
’Tempus’, they whisper, ’Tempus and his relic are back, and we must find it.’
The Son of Felume knows not of this Tempus nor his relic, but as he watches the masses flee for the island with hope of discovering it, he knows it must be powerful. At first, Kratos is conflicted as he considers what to do; he has never been destined for power, because if he were, Felume would have given it to him to begin with. His role in the fiber of the universe is to help those whose time has run out to cross over and little more. To specifically seek out power with such thirst as some seem to possess is a fool’s errand, the sign of a hunger that can never fully be satiated after the first taste. Power is something earned, not simply found.
Tilting back his head, Kratos looked to the sky with a frown. For years he had been searching for something without knowing what it was, something to fill a void in his heart that shouldn’t be there to begin with. He had felt closest to finding it when he had found Denocte, yet still he felt like he was slowly bleeding out, aching for something that didn’t even exist on this mortal plane… but what was it? In searching for this lost relic, would he find it? Would he find just a morsel of a clue? Should he stay away from it, as he knew he should?
As he looked back deeper into the island, one foot took a single step closer, followed by another – then another, and another, taking him further into the island as he dared to search not for a God’s relic, but for answers.
STAFF EDIT***
@Kratoshas rolled a 4! He has been awarded +150 signos.
