Chapter 37: The Final Action of the Agorians

Chapter 37: The Final Action of the Agorians

Ok, so I was followed by Oslo. That is great? But I wonder what does it give me. Well, maybe if I listen to the lich I will know. But he is really good, I mean he managed to detect that his god was following me and that I don't have the mark of the god of the ratmen. But that's an issue too, I can't fool the ratmen. They will know if I am part of their group. But at least, I know that before meeting them. Imagine me, walking into their lair and get killed without knowing. Not a good thing.

"You are ri-right, sleek sleek. I am not part of the ra-ratmen you know. And Oslo himssself is looking after me."

(Hey don't try to scam my believer. Even if you don't hear me, be careful of what you think.)

Don't worry, if you tell me everything you know I won't kill you. Probably. Look I am in your side, I am followed by your god.

(I knew it, if it was a hundred year ago, I would have made you feel more pain than you can possibly imagine. But I am too weak now, because of that b*tch and that *sshole.)

"Kakaka, very well. Let me tell you a story that has started a long time ago, on another planet. At that time, we were called the Agorians. We were the human race ruling the world. We exterminated every heretics and infidels, but we didn't expect what could have happened. One day, the Sorcerer-king, our leader, told us that a meteorite was coming, one that will destroy our world. Our god, hearing our distress, decided to give us a way out. But the price was huge, millions of our people were sacrificed to open a portal, leading to this very world."

After saying this, the lich lightly laughs, a bitter one. He shakes his head too.

After that, he returns to his initial position. Then, I can see the banshee floating toward him. She put her hand on the gem and fade away. Truly the last action indeed. After that, a lich does it too. And begin to crumble on himself, only leaving the rest of his shattered clothes. In the end, only two people are still standing. With sadness in his blue flames, he walks toward me. He stares at the gem for a long time.

"Maybe you will use it against Oslo. I don't know you, I don't know why when you were born, you didn't receive the mark of Salazar. You are an aberration for the ratmen. But I hope you will avenge us. This is the memory and power of the Agorians, the human race ruling Pashkat. After this is completed, recover all the heart fragments in the temples. All the undead are already destroyed by now. Don't let those djinns get a hand on them. If they give that to the ratmen, your life in this world will be incredibly difficult. Now, farewell, the one who is followed by Oslo."

"What'sss your name, sleek sleek?"

"My name, kakaka, my name is I don't even remember, kakaka. "

And while he was laughing, I could see him begin to disintegrate. Right before he truly disappears, he put the gem in contact with my head. I can sense magic passing from the gem toward my body.

"Congratulation to the user for gaining the power from a god, the god is: Oslo"

(Can you hear me? Tell me they didn't fail?)

Yes, I can. Greetings Oslo.