Chapter 287: Cries of Innocence

Einar fought to the end until all the monsters in the vicinity were dead.

He had created a valley of the dead. His body forcibly standing due to the technologies that were embedded in his body. Such technology allowed continuous fight against the enemies.

“You okay?” said Rubina. “That was close…I think we killed more than we could have imagined. Damn, the monsters are stronger than they have the right to be.”

“Let’s rest for a second.”

He rested his back on hers. They were in a circle protected by a ward that filters out the nasty smell on the air. Einar was rubbing the back of his left hand. Rubina was adjusting her force staff which had been auto-repairing. Such wonderful technology was indeed a blessing to them.

“The cries are close.”

“They are.”

Einar and Rubina rested in that place for hours. They woke up to continue their journey into this world. Unlike the worlds, they had journeyed this world was green and filled with so many strange vegetations. He and she had rained down upon lightning and bolt upon them and none had been able to rest until all the monsters in the vicinity were dead.

Chosen One, Unchosen One, it didn’t matter when they were this strong. Throughout their continued journey they’ve accompanied creatures that were undebatable if they were differently powered. Through phasing, he was able to hurt most of the monsters. There was nothing that he could defeat when he was backed by Rubina’s disastrous firepower.

Toiling for many months in this world they had found a paradise which seems to be filled with energy. Upon arriving in this paradise they noted the numerous beasts carved.

The beasts were carved and sliced as if they were being scavenged. They followed this trail of slaughter and saw a woman who stood proudly against a beast ten times her size. She was bleeding all over yet the fierceness in her face was firmed.

“Let’s kill it,” he said.

Without any noise, he phased the distance between the distance and tore the heart of the beast with one swoop and finished it off by creating his own spike of earth right under the beast’s buttocks.

The beast laid dead on the ground creating a puddle of blood. Einar looked back and saw the woman’s face shrouded by the shadows. Above her was the alien sun who shone brightly against her hair.

“Do you understand me?” He asked.

“…”

“Rubina,” he said. “Translation of the soul.”

“A sec,” she casts the spell. “That should do it.”

“Who are you? What’s your name?” The woman asked.

“Einar Elio-”

The woman threw away her weapon and jumped into Einar’s embrace. Einar raised a brow and felt the body-shaking sobs of the woman. Einar heard her familiar voice, and could not help but wrap his arms around the woman.

“Did you wait?”

“Master…how could you leave us?”

“I’m sorry,” he said with a whisper. “I wouldn’t have left if it wasn’t for the world’s conjunction.”

“So who’s she?” said Rubina.

Einar pushed the woman away gently and turned to Rubina. Her face was crinkled and her eyes were fixed on the woman.

“She’s Camilla,” said Einar. “I told you about her, right?”

“Oh,” said Rubina, as if understanding. “Hmm, to think you would survive, and know us. This is quite a coincidence.”

“No,” said Einar. “We’ve been following the cries of infants and Layla’s whispers.”

“Yes, Layla, we must go to her, Master. She’s…I think she would break. We’ve spent ten years in this world and yet I have not aged. It seems our bodies do not age slowly.”

“Hmm, of course not, the thick energy in this world is incredible. My mastery of spells increases by just being inside this sphere. I say that you must have turned strong as well, Camilla, was it?”

“Yes, and you are?”

“She’s Rubina, one of the Chosen, a favored Children.”

Camilla folded her arms, “I see. You looked different, Master. But I just knew that it was you for some reason.”

“I did bond some sliver of my soul in you.”

“Excuse me?” said Rubina with cold in her voice. “I wasn’t the only one?”

“No,” he curtly turned back to Camilla. “I had to save her so I made this bond possible.”

“Is that so?” she said with a snarl.

“You’ve done well, Camilla.”

“I did my best, young master.”

“Yes, you did. I believe you know why we are here?”

“There’s no one to save here other than her.”

Einar nodded. They followed Camilla to the paradise where Layla was on.

Sometimes it doesn’t take a whole journey of suffering to save someone. Einar Elior knew this well with the memories of Nolan Salvatore. That it didn’t matter how much he toiled, what mattered was the end of that journey.

Einar stepped into paradise and saw a little girl sitting beside the two infants. Camilla smiled beside Einar as she lets Einar amble to his sister slowly.

Layla Elior, the abandoned child, saw the figure of Einar approaching her, and she just knew in the instant who this person was. In the world, she knew and the world she knew now there was only one person who said that he would protect her. It was her big brother and she knew that one day he’d be coming. Einar was sure that was in her mind. That’s why the smiling face of his sister was what he needed. However, as he was standing in this joy of finding his sister. Einar noticed the cries of the infants to be louder. The poor children who were abandoned after they were born and turned into power sources for the world.

They had no sin other than they were born powerful. There was something wrong about all of this when even the Burnt Woman that had hated a single man for millions of years to be brought to rage. To a fit of anger that could destroy the very bubble of the world that they were living on.

In this place, he felt the rage of the Burnt Woman, and alongside this rage was a desperate desire to have her children back.