The Innkeeper

Chapter 1737: Final memory

When Lex stepped out of the memory again, he could not help but frown. The memory was shorter, yet the weight of it was greater. Had Lex missed something?

He turned to look at Kaemon, to exchange details of what they had seen. The Magma Lion was once again on his knees, once again panting. He looked terrible, truly. But he didn’t look like he was dying – at least anytime soon – so Lex was not too concerned. No one said this would be easy. In fact, soon enough, he too might be brought to his knees.

“The person from the Well of Forgotten Dreams seemed to have fallen. Apparently, his death was used in some kind of death or ceremony,” said Lex, sharing the essence of his vision.

“I saw the Farham,” Kaemon said, wobbling up. “Not as lightning beasts. No, I saw them as they were, flesh and blood. They were… they were Sages!”

Lex grabbed Kaemon and helped him stand up.

“The Sage’s aren’t all they’re made out to be. Trust me, I saw one getting talked down by someone who wasn’t even an Elder race. They’re also kinda stuck up. Let’s move on.”

Kaemon groaned, but forced himself to stand.

“Give me a minute. I need to gather myself,” the Magma Lion said, sounding like a winded old man.

Lex studied the ruins around him in the meantime. It all felt dangerous – extremely dangerous. It was not the kind of feeling someone with anxiety would get. No, it was the kind of feeling his extremely accurate instincts were warning him about. Fortunately, it seemed that since they were only heading to the periphery of the ruins, and not its center, they were not exposed to most of the actual dangers.

Soon enough, they took another step, and Lex appeared inside another vision, still looking through the eyes of the same fellow. The sky was dark, and not because there were clouds in the sky, or because it was night. The sky was broken.

There were cracks covering the sky, and these cracks were not the kind that appeared in space when something surpassed its ability to support. No, these cracks seemed to extend deep into the foundations of the universe itself. Or at least, that’s the feeling Lex got.

Even through the darkness, though, Lex could see. The residents of the city did not seem too bothered by the darkness. Instead, they were holding some kind of ritual, though Lex didn’t understand what kind of ritual it was, or what their purpose was. All he smelled was blood.

The vision ended and Lex found himself at the base of the lighthouse, not that he could pay attention to that. Lex fell. It had been a long time since he had simply fallen, but the weight of the previous vision was too great. It nearly ruptured his mind – now that he was outside the memory.

The other aspects of the memory were a weight on him as well, but those cracks… the sight of them was quickly fading from his memories, though that didn’t change the burden on his soul.

When he looked up at the cracks, he had seen through them… to the outside of the universe. Lex didn’t recall what he saw, for the memory had been erased. He couldn’t even recall if he had felt anything special when he saw those cracks, like fear, of apprehension. All knowledge about them, save for their existence, was soon wiped from Lex’s mind by some unknown force. For once, he was grateful for it.

“I saw humans,” Kaemon said, lying limp on the ground. “Or, at least, I saw one human. Or, to be even more specific, I saw the vague outline of a being that appeared to be human. He was holding an axe. That’s all I saw before I was wiped out.”

“I saw ruptures in space, and a ritual that was probably some kind of sacrifice ritual,” Lex said, standing up. He did not enjoy his soul being under so much pressure, but for some reason, Lex felt the pressure actually decreasing. He wasn’t sure but… Lex felt like his soul anchor in the Midnight Inn, the one given to him by the Guest Registry, was now sharing the weight for him, preventing him from reaching his limit.

“I think this will be the final step,” Kaemon said, sounding hopeful.

“Can you make it?” Lex asked. “I can go on without you if needed.”

Kaemon shook his head.

“No, without me, this quest cannot be completed. Let’s go.”

Lex took another step, and saw a scene he really shouldn’t have been able to see. Yet his soul anchor allowed him to see it. Whether that was fortunate, or unfortunate, was entirely known, for it was a secret hidden deeper within the city.

He saw only dark, blurry figures, despite the fact that he was sitting in a relatively well lit room.

“Death is becoming more and more aggressive. He needs to be put in his place,” someone said.

“Such is the nature of Death, and death. Don’t worry about it, he is but a child. I’m more concerned about the actions of Destiny. She is beginning to overstep her bounds, trying to overtake Divine,” answered another figure, the details of their voice and expression escaping Lex entirely.

“We can use Destiny’s zeal to our advantage,” said another. “I have a plan.”

“Careful, Love, you wouldn’t want to fall into one of her tricks. After all, no one can escape their destiny!” said the first voice that spoke.

“Instead of telling me what to do, you should spend more time listening. After all, I’m not the one who lost my name. Do not interfere with Destiny – allow her free reign to do as she pleases. Use her own web to weave the Nexus until it becomes a universal law. That will teach her to transgress.”

Silence. The room was filled only with silence, not because no one spoke after that in the memory, but because all the dark, blurry figures had turned towards Lex, as if looking right at him.

“Do you have any thoughts, Nuwa?” they asked in unison, although Lex had a feeling that this wasn’t how the memory was supposed to play out.

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