Aeoryi

King's Folly stuff

for those who don't know: King's folly is my daily project that helps me improve as a person and as a writer. 1st person present has been a weak point for me and I wish to improve.

This chapter is number 5. Other chapters are posted as status updates. Tomorrow there will be a special chapter. You will see.

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 It was a while before anything changed. The rock I stand on is a tall and jagged rock. The monsterous water surges around me. The crys of the innocent and the guilty are drowning. All thanks to myself. 

The sun was starting to completely set. It would be a long night. The water provides no silence. It is going to be a heartless night. 

The weather is not in a kindly mood. Water rains down on water, the darkening of the encroaching night sky lights up with bouts of thunder and lightning. Gods are fowl sometimes. There is nothing I can really do about it. We people are often at the hands of the gods. They play us as they will.

There is nothing to look at. Even the waters calm as the storm rages. Efridit, the Waterdrowned, is satisfied with the horrific lesson he has brought upon all of us. He has expanded his territory, and I am now stranded. The clouds shift and makes room for a new divine fury. Hail is storming down. I am cold. The weather is not relenting. This is what divine judgement feels like.

The grey taking over the sky expells a beast. It is not a demon  nor a god. It is a dragon. The dragon's true colour is lost in the wild tempest. The flying creature heads towards me. It is scaled with reflections of the weather's mighty powers. It is horned with boney spikes that somehow echo age. The crown of the dragon only fits its head, where its deep green eyes lie. The eyes are deeper than the waters below. They can see beyond and they do not hide it. That is the mighty visage of the ruler of the air, the guardian of the skies, the dragon. 

The dragon lands in front of me. It tells me that it is here from the heavens and that I have my presence requested there. I get on the dragon. I have no reason not to, and there is not a second option. The creature's scaled back is colder than the air as it ascends to the heavens above. The journey is longer than I would've expected and it is not any better once I reach the domain of the weather. 

Finally we reach the heavens. The heavens is more like a busy city than a divine homeland. It houses commoners off to the side who elevated to a godly status yet found no followers. A god, after all, is only as strong as its followers. The commeners pay me no attention as I walk through the main street to the place of the octogon.

The Octogon is a group of gods. They each are as unique as they are powerful. The weather is one of these gods, yet fate is another. As most cannot speak they have one god speak for them This speaker has eight constantly changing faces across his head. Finally, he speaks. 

"The Octogon is not pleased with your actions. You have caused the Efridit to rampage and kill off many. Normally, we would reserve Divine Retribution for these insidious acts, and smite you down, but there is a unique oppertunity here."

"I wish of you to tell me this oppertunity."

"The Octogon has noticed that you have this unique power."

"Do I get to know this power?" 

"It is the power to turn back time. So we give a choice. Long ago, we made the folly of letting the demons live. These demons have weakened themselves to escape our binding on them. Because we left them alive, we let monsters like Efridit form. That is our folly. We ask you to fix it."

My mind is overwhelmed now. I do have the power to turn back time. I can see it within myself. How much of this is true? I can only test it. I reach for my temporal ability and grab it.

I turn back time and accept godhood to fix the gods' folly.