Chapter 56:Destroyer of Worlds


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    With a wide gesture Azaa stopped the discussion and talked to the two translator while the rest was waiting for the reason for the disruption. “For how long have the monoliths been on our world?” Was the question she wanted answered. Grace and the diplomats looked at each other and Grace said “Roughly 20 years.” The translator did their work and the faces of the two ginghi women changed completely into utter disbelief. Twice the


    The sisters started to talk quickly with each other and after a minute turned back to the humans with deeply concerned faces. “


    After getting the okay from Grace the translator gave the answer and the reaction was shock and terror on the women’s faces. The


    For some reason Marcus remembered the paintings on the wall on a different planet. A black cloud and red eyes over a destroyed world. “


    Another question came from Azaa “How many ,ehm... carrier of corruption? I think it means class holder, How many do we have?” The translator said. “Shall we tell them?” Carmen looked to Grace and she nodded “Tell them over a million.” The news caused more dismay in Azaa’s face and she formulated a new question. “


    The room went quiet until Carmen spoke. “Marcus do you remember the painting


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    The other sister slowly spoke with the exhausted translators while the humans tried to come to terms with the news.


    It had been hours since the talk started but Marcus felt like years had gone by. The impact of this news was beyond reason. It changed everything. The monoliths destroy societies and using the portals too much draws in some eldritch horror that consumes your world. Corruption… Marcus looked at his hand and remembered the day he touched


    As everybody moved apart Marcus grabbed the translator for one last point. He stopped Az


    Marcus


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    “By the way. Azaa, the Blood Mage, is whooping 141 years old.” Marcus said with a


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    “The boy, Marcus, he is only 20 years old and I nearly killed him.” She said in a grave tone after a while. “I nearly murdered a child.” It was true and there was nothing she could do about this fact. Her father put his large hand on her head and padded her. “No matter how old we are or how wise we believe to be, we still can make mistakes. Your emotions made you blind and caused you to make a mistake. But no real harm was done.” She looked up to him and nodded in silence. The treatment was nearly done. “It is suchgood fortune that a Titan has come to our doorstep. He is still weak but if he grows strong enough we might be able to fully heal you.” She smiled and finished the treatment. As she walked out, her father looked after her and wished her mother was here right now. She would have been able to handle these kinds of things much better than him.