Chapter 88: Problems solved
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Within the Everlasting Plain was a Beautiful Figure of a Lady. The Lady had Blue Azure Hair that resembled the Deep Ocean and Fiery Crimson Eyes that presented the Flames of Ambition. She was a Spirit, The Strongest Spirit in the Realm. Her name was Statera, The Astral Spirit Lord of the Nation Astra. One of the Supremes within the Great Forest and One of the Three Great Rulers of the Astral Race. She walked calmly towards the spot where the Transport ships gathered as she had a grumbling expression plastered on her face.
Arriving at the spot, Statera looked around as she couldn't see any spirit within the area. She raised an eyebrow and thought to herself. 'Where are they?' The Spirits couldn't simply disappear, which meant that they were heading somewhere. Statera then used her senses and investigated the Everlasting Plains. She then found a Bustling Town in the middle of nowhere. 'What the-' Statera had an intrigue expression as the Bustling Town wasn't there long ago.
"A Bustling Town? When did this Town appear in the Everlasting Plains?" Statera mumbled to herself as she began investigating every part of the Town. After a while of investigation, Statera sighed and smiled. "I never thought that they would build a Town," Statera spoke with her noble and grand voice. She then shook her head and looked in the direction heading towards the Town. 'I should go there.' Statera thought to herself as she disappeared from the spot.
In the Everlasting Plains was a Bustling Town recently created by the Inquisition. The Town was the Camp of the Inquisition, though the Spirits joined them when they heard about it from Luna, Marx, and Capita. Despite the lack of technology within the Town, It was still a good feeling of simplicity. After all, Spirits of the Old lived like this. The Old Noble Spirits could still remember their life and the nostalgia it brought them. It was why a lot of Noble Spirits entered the Town with Persia's permission.
Persia was a bit surprised when she heard of the Noble Spirits visiting the newly made Town. She never made it grand as it was a temporary place for the Inquisition. It was also too early to make the Town bigger and grandiose. Persia gave them permission as numerous Noble Spirits of each kind with different elements entered the Town. There were Old Ones, and There were Young Ones. The Crescents and the Noble Spirits got along without any problems, which was a piece of good news for Persia.
It was currently at night as Persia was walking in the Bustling Streets of the Newly created Town. The Noble Spirits effortlessly adopted the Town's simplicity. They were even selling the goods they had within their transports. 'The Spirits are rather bored.' Persia thought to herself as she slightly chuckled. The Old Spirits had nothing to do, so replicating their old life was intriguing to them.
Ego was currently managing everything, which was almost an instinct for Ego. Persia was left alone to walked around the First Town they built. While walking through the Bustling Roads, Persia could notice a familiar figure. She furrowed her eyebrows as she gazed at the Figure from afar. After looking at the Figure for 5 seconds, Persia smirked as she slowly and silently walked towards the Figure.
'Hehehe...' Persia thought to herself as she silently tiptoed her way towards the Figure. As Persia was a single step apart from the Figure, The Figure turned its head and looked at Persia with its Crimson Eyes. "Persia, I wanted to find you," Statera spoke as Persia sighed in disappointment. Statera tilted her head in confusion as she was rather curious about why Persia was sad.
"Is there something wrong?" Statera asked with a calm voice as Persia shook her head and replied. "Nothing is wrong. I'm rather curious about why you are here, Statera." Persia spoke with an aloof voice as Statera answered. "The Bustling Town appearing in the middle of nowhere intrigue me. I also found out about it as the Transport Ships Spot was empty." Statera looked around the simple Bustling Town with intriguing eyes.
"Oh, I see... Since you don't know that much about the Town. Why don't I be your tour guide?" Persia asked with an aloof voice as Statera looked at her. Her Crimson Eyes glowed as she nodded and accepted Persia's Proposal. "I accept your Proposal. I will be in your care." Statera spoke with a calm and seductive voice as Persia replied. "As your tour guide, I will make your journey in the town interesting."
"Now, Follow me. Statera." Persia spoke as she pulled Statera with her. The Two of them then began their Small Adventure in the Streets of the New Town. While walking through the streets, Statera was looking around with a curious expression written on her face. It was nostalgic for her. A Scene that she hasn't seen for thousands of years. They then stopped walking and arrived at their first stop.
Statera looked at the simple vendor stand that sold the most expensive fruits within the Korr Region. Though, the Town presented simplicity. It was still a place where the Spirit Nobles gathered themselves. With their rare and expensive goods from the edges or within the Korr Region. Persia then walked up and spoke to the owner of the Vendor stand. "Two, please."
The Vendor Stand Owner was an Old Lady. She was a Spirit Noble that had live for a thousand years. She looked at her two visitors and spoke with a calm and peaceful voice. "Your Majesty and Master Persia. Would you like to have these fruits from the Northern Outskirts?" Persia looked at the owner and asked. "I'll pay for it. how much?" The Vendor Stand Owner chuckled after hearing Persia's words.
"There is no need to pay for it. Consider it as a gift for the Alliance. It has been a while since our Majesty fought to her heart's content. So this is a reward for the duel between the two of you." The Vendor Stand Owner then chuckled and replied to Persia. "Eh?" Persia couldn't say a single word as Statera stood right beside her and spoke. "Thank you for your Gifts. We'll accept it."
Statera accepted the Expensive Fruits of the Vendor Stand Owner. She released a Noble Smile as she pulled Persia with her back to the Bustling Streets. Persia couldn't resist Statera's pull. She gave up on her resistance against Statera and got pulled back to the Bustling Streets. Statera looked at Persia, who had a sulky expression and spoke with a seductive voice. "Confuse, aren't you?"
"*Sigh...* I'm not confused. I saw an unexpected fact, and it made me surprised. I managed to see the price tag, and I couldn't help but feel sick at seeing it. The Fruits are much more expensive than anything I have ever seen before. Why would a fruit even be expensive? Isn't it too much for it to be worth 10 Transport Ships? Who would buy that?" Persia questioned as she sighed. Statera chucked and answered Persia's question. "Them..." Statera pointed her finger towards the Spirit Nobles buying the Fruits.
Persia looked at the Spirit Nobles. She shook her head and spoke with a calm voice. "I guess money is nothing to you, Spirits." For some unknown reason, with the word money. Persia always had that strange instinct to save money. She didn't know where it came from, but she knew that it was an Important instinct. Statera replied with her seductive voice. "The Spirit Nobles are Old. They have wealth that they had gathered for centuries. Money is the least of their problems."
"I see... I guess that's normal for you, Spirits. The Perception of Time is different, which means that they would be different from those with a Low Perception of Time." Persia spoke with a calm voice while looking at the Spirit Nobles buying the Expensive Fruits. "You are still a Young Daemon Monster, Persia. Your Perception of Time is the same as those young races. It is the Realm of Piksyon. With Cultures, Bodies, and Intellect completely different from each other, This is why War is apparent within this continent."
"Though, we are fortunate that it has been thousands of years since the Last Great War. The Peace that brought the calm between the Strongest Races made the Realm quieter." Statera continued her words as it managed to take Persia's interest. Persia was always curious about the wars and history of the world. Persia wanted to know of its past, so hearing Statera made her ears perk up.
"How did that calm last this long, though? I'm rather curious of the reasons why Peace managed to last for a thousand years in this mangled Realm." Persia asked with a curious expression written on her face. Statera looked at Persia as she noticed Persia's eyes glowing with interest. Statera sighed and answered with her seductive voice.
"The Peace is kept with the Strongest Race stomping on each moment a Giant Battle began possible. It is an unwritten rule to destroy anything that tries to instigate a war. Most of the Strongest Race wanted to focus on their development. Though, I have a feeling that it would change in this century." Statera looked at the Nightsky that got plastered with thousands of twinkling stars.
"You seem sad, Statera," Persia spoke with a calm voice as Statera stopped looking at the night sky. Statera smiled as she Disappeared from the Bustling Streets. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she also Disappeared in an instant. The two of them reappeared on the Rooftop of the Tallest Building in the Town. Statera sat on the roof with Persia right beside her. She looked at the night sky once again as the breeze of wind passed through her body.
"Persia, Have you ever wonder about not fitting in with your subordinates?" Statera asked with her calm and seductive voice. Persia sat on the roof with Statera as she began thinking about Statera's question. Persia sighed and answered Statera's question. "I have not wondered of such subject. After all, I already fit in with my subordinates." It was an honest answer as Persia, and the Inquisition was similar to a family.
Statera sighed after hearing Persia's answer. "I'm quite jealous of you," Statera spoke with a calm voice as it had a tinge of envy hidden within it. "I can hear that... Though, I am quite curious about why you are jealous of me." Persia tilted her head with curiosity written on her face. She wondered why someone like Statera would be jealous of herself and her relationship with the Inquisition.
"Long ago, My Dream is quite simple. It was to explore the Realm and have an exciting adventure. Though, it ended when I became the Astral Spirit Lord. During the First Years of being an Astral Spirit Lord, I detested the job as it shackled me in the Great Forest. I was cold to my subordinates and looked at them as my Chains. The Effect of such treatment made most of my subordinates avoid me. They tried to hide it, but it was simply obvious."
"I didn't care about it at first, but it took its toll in the later years. I continued my attitude, and my reputation as the Astral Spirit Lord got lower and lower. I was quite sure that they would have pulled me off the job. But then the First Great War began. An Ugly War that almost destroyed 1/3 of the Realm. The Rulers were throwing mountains against each other. It was chaotic, and the Spirits needed a Light that could guide them. So I became such Light."
"Despite my bad reputation, they followed my orders without any problem. I told them to die. They would kill themselves for the survival of their race. It was a bad responsibility to have. It took a lot of time for the First Great War to end. The Casualties took 70% of the Inhabitants. That included Spirits who never managed to reincarnate."
"After the Great War, I became a Symbol of Power, Strength, and Spirit. They admired me and treated me as if I was their god. I got stronger because of that. Though, for some reason. Power didn't satisfy me. In the end, The Distance between my Subordinates and myself got bigger."
"But fortunately, there was one spirit that didn't treat me like the others. She was Lazy, Badmouthed, and Brutally Honest."
"Mayon?" Persia asked as Statera nodded with a saddened expression. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she understood Statera's pain of being alone. Seeing someone that treats you normally only for that someone to slowly treat you the same as others. That would be quite a pain though Persia wouldn't make the problem escalate that far.
"I can understand where you are coming from, Statera. So are you gonna give up and let that distance become bigger? You want a family, right? Tell them honestly what you think about them, and don't let such negative thoughts cloud your mind. You are the strongest spirit in the realm. I'd rather like to see you act like one." Persia smirked as Statera chuckled with her seductive voice.
"Thank you for the advice, Persia," Statera spoke as Persia shook her head and replied with an aloof voice. "It all depends on you, Statera. Be sure not to have regrets. That is one of the important things he taught me." Statera raised an eyebrow after hearing Persia's last words. "He taught you? Who is this man?"
"Hmm... Now that I think about it. Who is he?" Persia scratched her head in confusion. She didn't why she said he. It was a bit confusing and Persia couldn't find a single answer for it. Persia shook her head as she couldn't remember anything about the man. "Well, Let's continue about our current subject. Be sure to tell everything you want to say, Statera."
Persia then disappeared from the spot as she reappeared in an alleyway. Her body shook as she leaned on some wall. "What is this?" Persia mumbled to herself as she felt a single tear falling from her Golden Amber Eyes.
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Within the Everlasting Plain was a Beautiful Figure of a Lady. The Lady had Blue Azure Hair that resembled the Deep Ocean and Fiery Crimson Eyes that presented the Flames of Ambition. She was a Spirit, The Strongest Spirit in the Realm. Her name was Statera, The Astral Spirit Lord of the Nation Astra. One of the Supremes within the Great Forest and One of the Three Great Rulers of the Astral Race. She walked calmly towards the spot where the Transport ships gathered as she had a grumbling expression plastered on her face.
Arriving at the spot, Statera looked around as she couldn't see any spirit within the area. She raised an eyebrow and thought to herself. 'Where are they?' The Spirits couldn't simply disappear, which meant that they were heading somewhere. Statera then used her senses and investigated the Everlasting Plains. She then found a Bustling Town in the middle of nowhere. 'What the-' Statera had an intrigue expression as the Bustling Town wasn't there long ago.
"A Bustling Town? When did this Town appear in the Everlasting Plains?" Statera mumbled to herself as she began investigating every part of the Town. After a while of investigation, Statera sighed and smiled. "I never thought that they would build a Town," Statera spoke with her noble and grand voice. She then shook her head and looked in the direction heading towards the Town. 'I should go there.' Statera thought to herself as she disappeared from the spot.
In the Everlasting Plains was a Bustling Town recently created by the Inquisition. The Town was the Camp of the Inquisition, though the Spirits joined them when they heard about it from Luna, Marx, and Capita. Despite the lack of technology within the Town, It was still a good feeling of simplicity. After all, Spirits of the Old lived like this. The Old Noble Spirits could still remember their life and the nostalgia it brought them. It was why a lot of Noble Spirits entered the Town with Persia's permission.
Persia was a bit surprised when she heard of the Noble Spirits visiting the newly made Town. She never made it grand as it was a temporary place for the Inquisition. It was also too early to make the Town bigger and grandiose. Persia gave them permission as numerous Noble Spirits of each kind with different elements entered the Town. There were Old Ones, and There were Young Ones. The Crescents and the Noble Spirits got along without any problems, which was a piece of good news for Persia.
It was currently at night as Persia was walking in the Bustling Streets of the Newly created Town. The Noble Spirits effortlessly adopted the Town's simplicity. They were even selling the goods they had within their transports. 'The Spirits are rather bored.' Persia thought to herself as she slightly chuckled. The Old Spirits had nothing to do, so replicating their old life was intriguing to them.
Ego was currently managing everything, which was almost an instinct for Ego. Persia was left alone to walked around the First Town they built. While walking through the Bustling Roads, Persia could notice a familiar figure. She furrowed her eyebrows as she gazed at the Figure from afar. After looking at the Figure for 5 seconds, Persia smirked as she slowly and silently walked towards the Figure.
'Hehehe...' Persia thought to herself as she silently tiptoed her way towards the Figure. As Persia was a single step apart from the Figure, The Figure turned its head and looked at Persia with its Crimson Eyes. "Persia, I wanted to find you," Statera spoke as Persia sighed in disappointment. Statera tilted her head in confusion as she was rather curious about why Persia was sad.
"Is there something wrong?" Statera asked with a calm voice as Persia shook her head and replied. "Nothing is wrong. I'm rather curious about why you are here, Statera." Persia spoke with an aloof voice as Statera answered. "The Bustling Town appearing in the middle of nowhere intrigue me. I also found out about it as the Transport Ships Spot was empty." Statera looked around the simple Bustling Town with intriguing eyes.
"Oh, I see... Since you don't know that much about the Town. Why don't I be your tour guide?" Persia asked with an aloof voice as Statera looked at her. Her Crimson Eyes glowed as she nodded and accepted Persia's Proposal. "I accept your Proposal. I will be in your care." Statera spoke with a calm and seductive voice as Persia replied. "As your tour guide, I will make your journey in the town interesting."
"Now, Follow me. Statera." Persia spoke as she pulled Statera with her. The Two of them then began their Small Adventure in the Streets of the New Town. While walking through the streets, Statera was looking around with a curious expression written on her face. It was nostalgic for her. A Scene that she hasn't seen for thousands of years. They then stopped walking and arrived at their first stop.
Statera looked at the simple vendor stand that sold the most expensive fruits within the Korr Region. Though, the Town presented simplicity. It was still a place where the Spirit Nobles gathered themselves. With their rare and expensive goods from the edges or within the Korr Region. Persia then walked up and spoke to the owner of the Vendor stand. "Two, please."
The Vendor Stand Owner was an Old Lady. She was a Spirit Noble that had live for a thousand years. She looked at her two visitors and spoke with a calm and peaceful voice. "Your Majesty and Master Persia. Would you like to have these fruits from the Northern Outskirts?" Persia looked at the owner and asked. "I'll pay for it. how much?" The Vendor Stand Owner chuckled after hearing Persia's words.
"There is no need to pay for it. Consider it as a gift for the Alliance. It has been a while since our Majesty fought to her heart's content. So this is a reward for the duel between the two of you." The Vendor Stand Owner then chuckled and replied to Persia. "Eh?" Persia couldn't say a single word as Statera stood right beside her and spoke. "Thank you for your Gifts. We'll accept it."
Statera accepted the Expensive Fruits of the Vendor Stand Owner. She released a Noble Smile as she pulled Persia with her back to the Bustling Streets. Persia couldn't resist Statera's pull. She gave up on her resistance against Statera and got pulled back to the Bustling Streets. Statera looked at Persia, who had a sulky expression and spoke with a seductive voice. "Confuse, aren't you?"
"*Sigh...* I'm not confused. I saw an unexpected fact, and it made me surprised. I managed to see the price tag, and I couldn't help but feel sick at seeing it. The Fruits are much more expensive than anything I have ever seen before. Why would a fruit even be expensive? Isn't it too much for it to be worth 10 Transport Ships? Who would buy that?" Persia questioned as she sighed. Statera chucked and answered Persia's question. "Them..." Statera pointed her finger towards the Spirit Nobles buying the Fruits.
Persia looked at the Spirit Nobles. She shook her head and spoke with a calm voice. "I guess money is nothing to you, Spirits." For some unknown reason, with the word money. Persia always had that strange instinct to save money. She didn't know where it came from, but she knew that it was an Important instinct. Statera replied with her seductive voice. "The Spirit Nobles are Old. They have wealth that they had gathered for centuries. Money is the least of their problems."
"I see... I guess that's normal for you, Spirits. The Perception of Time is different, which means that they would be different from those with a Low Perception of Time." Persia spoke with a calm voice while looking at the Spirit Nobles buying the Expensive Fruits. "You are still a Young Daemon Monster, Persia. Your Perception of Time is the same as those young races. It is the Realm of Piksyon. With Cultures, Bodies, and Intellect completely different from each other, This is why War is apparent within this continent."
"Though, we are fortunate that it has been thousands of years since the Last Great War. The Peace that brought the calm between the Strongest Races made the Realm quieter." Statera continued her words as it managed to take Persia's interest. Persia was always curious about the wars and history of the world. Persia wanted to know of its past, so hearing Statera made her ears perk up.
"How did that calm last this long, though? I'm rather curious of the reasons why Peace managed to last for a thousand years in this mangled Realm." Persia asked with a curious expression written on her face. Statera looked at Persia as she noticed Persia's eyes glowing with interest. Statera sighed and answered with her seductive voice.
"The Peace is kept with the Strongest Race stomping on each moment a Giant Battle began possible. It is an unwritten rule to destroy anything that tries to instigate a war. Most of the Strongest Race wanted to focus on their development. Though, I have a feeling that it would change in this century." Statera looked at the Nightsky that got plastered with thousands of twinkling stars.
"You seem sad, Statera," Persia spoke with a calm voice as Statera stopped looking at the night sky. Statera smiled as she Disappeared from the Bustling Streets. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she also Disappeared in an instant. The two of them reappeared on the Rooftop of the Tallest Building in the Town. Statera sat on the roof with Persia right beside her. She looked at the night sky once again as the breeze of wind passed through her body.
"Persia, Have you ever wonder about not fitting in with your subordinates?" Statera asked with her calm and seductive voice. Persia sat on the roof with Statera as she began thinking about Statera's question. Persia sighed and answered Statera's question. "I have not wondered of such subject. After all, I already fit in with my subordinates." It was an honest answer as Persia, and the Inquisition was similar to a family.
Statera sighed after hearing Persia's answer. "I'm quite jealous of you," Statera spoke with a calm voice as it had a tinge of envy hidden within it. "I can hear that... Though, I am quite curious about why you are jealous of me." Persia tilted her head with curiosity written on her face. She wondered why someone like Statera would be jealous of herself and her relationship with the Inquisition.
"Long ago, My Dream is quite simple. It was to explore the Realm and have an exciting adventure. Though, it ended when I became the Astral Spirit Lord. During the First Years of being an Astral Spirit Lord, I detested the job as it shackled me in the Great Forest. I was cold to my subordinates and looked at them as my Chains. The Effect of such treatment made most of my subordinates avoid me. They tried to hide it, but it was simply obvious."
"I didn't care about it at first, but it took its toll in the later years. I continued my attitude, and my reputation as the Astral Spirit Lord got lower and lower. I was quite sure that they would have pulled me off the job. But then the First Great War began. An Ugly War that almost destroyed 1/3 of the Realm. The Rulers were throwing mountains against each other. It was chaotic, and the Spirits needed a Light that could guide them. So I became such Light."
"Despite my bad reputation, they followed my orders without any problem. I told them to die. They would kill themselves for the survival of their race. It was a bad responsibility to have. It took a lot of time for the First Great War to end. The Casualties took 70% of the Inhabitants. That included Spirits who never managed to reincarnate."
"After the Great War, I became a Symbol of Power, Strength, and Spirit. They admired me and treated me as if I was their god. I got stronger because of that. Though, for some reason. Power didn't satisfy me. In the end, The Distance between my Subordinates and myself got bigger."
"But fortunately, there was one spirit that didn't treat me like the others. She was Lazy, Badmouthed, and Brutally Honest."
"Mayon?" Persia asked as Statera nodded with a saddened expression. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she understood Statera's pain of being alone. Seeing someone that treats you normally only for that someone to slowly treat you the same as others. That would be quite a pain though Persia wouldn't make the problem escalate that far.
"I can understand where you are coming from, Statera. So are you gonna give up and let that distance become bigger? You want a family, right? Tell them honestly what you think about them, and don't let such negative thoughts cloud your mind. You are the strongest spirit in the realm. I'd rather like to see you act like one." Persia smirked as Statera chuckled with her seductive voice.
"Thank you for the advice, Persia," Statera spoke as Persia shook her head and replied with an aloof voice. "It all depends on you, Statera. Be sure not to have regrets. That is one of the important things he taught me." Statera raised an eyebrow after hearing Persia's last words. "He taught you? Who is this man?"
"Hmm... Now that I think about it. Who is he?" Persia scratched her head in confusion. She didn't why she said he. It was a bit confusing and Persia couldn't find a single answer for it. Persia shook her head as she couldn't remember anything about the man. "Well, Let's continue about our current subject. Be sure to tell everything you want to say, Statera."
Persia then disappeared from the spot as she reappeared in an alleyway. Her body shook as she leaned on some wall. "What is this?" Persia mumbled to herself as she felt a single tear falling from her Golden Amber Eyes.
Within the Everlasting Plain was a Beautiful Figure of a Lady. The Lady had Blue Azure Hair that resembled the Deep Ocean and Fiery Crimson Eyes that presented the Flames of Ambition. She was a Spirit, The Strongest Spirit in the Realm. Her name was Statera, The Astral Spirit Lord of the Nation Astra. One of the Supremes within the Great Forest and One of the Three Great Rulers of the Astral Race. She walked calmly towards the spot where the Transport ships gathered as she had a grumbling expression plastered on her face.Arriving at the spot, Statera looked around as she couldn't see any spirit within the area. She raised an eyebrow and thought to herself. 'Where are they?' The Spirits couldn't simply disappear, which meant that they were heading somewhere. Statera then used her senses and investigated the Everlasting Plains. She then found a Bustling Town in the middle of nowhere. 'What the-' Statera had an intrigue expression as the Bustling Town wasn't there long ago."A Bustling Town? When did this Town appear in the Everlasting Plains?" Statera mumbled to herself as she began investigating every part of the Town. After a while of investigation, Statera sighed and smiled. "I never thought that they would build a Town," Statera spoke with her noble and grand voice. She then shook her head and looked in the direction heading towards the Town. 'I should go there.' Statera thought to herself as she disappeared from the spot.In the Everlasting Plains was a Bustling Town recently created by the Inquisition. The Town was the Camp of the Inquisition, though the Spirits joined them when they heard about it from Luna, Marx, and Capita. Despite the lack of technology within the Town, It was still a good feeling of simplicity. After all, Spirits of the Old lived like this. The Old Noble Spirits could still remember their life and the nostalgia it brought them. It was why a lot of Noble Spirits entered the Town with Persia's permission.Persia was a bit surprised when she heard of the Noble Spirits visiting the newly made Town. She never made it grand as it was a temporary place for the Inquisition. It was also too early to make the Town bigger and grandiose. Persia gave them permission as numerous Noble Spirits of each kind with different elements entered the Town. There were Old Ones, and There were Young Ones. The Crescents and the Noble Spirits got along without any problems, which was a piece of good news for Persia.It was currently at night as Persia was walking in the Bustling Streets of the Newly created Town. The Noble Spirits effortlessly adopted the Town's simplicity. They were even selling the goods they had within their transports. 'The Spirits are rather bored.' Persia thought to herself as she slightly chuckled. The Old Spirits had nothing to do, so replicating their old life was intriguing to them.Ego was currently managing everything, which was almost an instinct for Ego. Persia was left alone to walked around the First Town they built. While walking through the Bustling Roads, Persia could notice a familiar figure. She furrowed her eyebrows as she gazed at the Figure from afar. After looking at the Figure for 5 seconds, Persia smirked as she slowly and silently walked towards the Figure.'Hehehe...' Persia thought to herself as she silently tiptoed her way towards the Figure. As Persia was a single step apart from the Figure, The Figure turned its head and looked at Persia with its Crimson Eyes. "Persia, I wanted to find you," Statera spoke as Persia sighed in disappointment. Statera tilted her head in confusion as she was rather curious about why Persia was sad."Is there something wrong?" Statera asked with a calm voice as Persia shook her head and replied. "Nothing is wrong. I'm rather curious about why you are here, Statera." Persia spoke with an aloof voice as Statera answered. "The Bustling Town appearing in the middle of nowhere intrigue me. I also found out about it as the Transport Ships Spot was empty." Statera looked around the simple Bustling Town with intriguing eyes."Oh, I see... Since you don't know that much about the Town. Why don't I be your tour guide?" Persia asked with an aloof voice as Statera looked at her. Her Crimson Eyes glowed as she nodded and accepted Persia's Proposal. "I accept your Proposal. I will be in your care." Statera spoke with a calm and seductive voice as Persia replied. "As your tour guide, I will make your journey in the town interesting.""Now, Follow me. Statera." Persia spoke as she pulled Statera with her. The Two of them then began their Small Adventure in the Streets of the New Town. While walking through the streets, Statera was looking around with a curious expression written on her face. It was nostalgic for her. A Scene that she hasn't seen for thousands of years. They then stopped walking and arrived at their first stop.Statera looked at the simple vendor stand that sold the most expensive fruits within the Korr Region. Though, the Town presented simplicity. It was still a place where the Spirit Nobles gathered themselves. With their rare and expensive goods from the edges or within the Korr Region. Persia then walked up and spoke to the owner of the Vendor stand. "Two, please."The Vendor Stand Owner was an Old Lady. She was a Spirit Noble that had live for a thousand years. She looked at her two visitors and spoke with a calm and peaceful voice. "Your Majesty and Master Persia. Would you like to have these fruits from the Northern Outskirts?" Persia looked at the owner and asked. "I'll pay for it. how much?" The Vendor Stand Owner chuckled after hearing Persia's words."There is no need to pay for it. Consider it as a gift for the Alliance. It has been a while since our Majesty fought to her heart's content. So this is a reward for the duel between the two of you." The Vendor Stand Owner then chuckled and replied to Persia. "Eh?" Persia couldn't say a single word as Statera stood right beside her and spoke. "Thank you for your Gifts. We'll accept it."Statera accepted the Expensive Fruits of the Vendor Stand Owner. She released a Noble Smile as she pulled Persia with her back to the Bustling Streets. Persia couldn't resist Statera's pull. She gave up on her resistance against Statera and got pulled back to the Bustling Streets. Statera looked at Persia, who had a sulky expression and spoke with a seductive voice. "Confuse, aren't you?""*Sigh...* I'm not confused. I saw an unexpected fact, and it made me surprised. I managed to see the price tag, and I couldn't help but feel sick at seeing it. The Fruits are much more expensive than anything I have ever seen before. Why would a fruit even be expensive? Isn't it too much for it to be worth 10 Transport Ships? Who would buy that?" Persia questioned as she sighed. Statera chucked and answered Persia's question. "Them..." Statera pointed her finger towards the Spirit Nobles buying the Fruits.Persia looked at the Spirit Nobles. She shook her head and spoke with a calm voice. "I guess money is nothing to you, Spirits." For some unknown reason, with the word money. Persia always had that strange instinct to save money. She didn't know where it came from, but she knew that it was an Important instinct. Statera replied with her seductive voice. "The Spirit Nobles are Old. They have wealth that they had gathered for centuries. Money is the least of their problems.""I see... I guess that's normal for you, Spirits. The Perception of Time is different, which means that they would be different from those with a Low Perception of Time." Persia spoke with a calm voice while looking at the Spirit Nobles buying the Expensive Fruits. "You are still a Young Daemon Monster, Persia. Your Perception of Time is the same as those young races. It is the Realm of Piksyon. With Cultures, Bodies, and Intellect completely different from each other, This is why War is apparent within this continent.""Though, we are fortunate that it has been thousands of years since the Last Great War. The Peace that brought the calm between the Strongest Races made the Realm quieter." Statera continued her words as it managed to take Persia's interest. Persia was always curious about the wars and history of the world. Persia wanted to know of its past, so hearing Statera made her ears perk up."How did that calm last this long, though? I'm rather curious of the reasons why Peace managed to last for a thousand years in this mangled Realm." Persia asked with a curious expression written on her face. Statera looked at Persia as she noticed Persia's eyes glowing with interest. Statera sighed and answered with her seductive voice."The Peace is kept with the Strongest Race stomping on each moment a Giant Battle began possible. It is an unwritten rule to destroy anything that tries to instigate a war. Most of the Strongest Race wanted to focus on their development. Though, I have a feeling that it would change in this century." Statera looked at the Nightsky that got plastered with thousands of twinkling stars."You seem sad, Statera," Persia spoke with a calm voice as Statera stopped looking at the night sky. Statera smiled as she Disappeared from the Bustling Streets. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she also Disappeared in an instant. The two of them reappeared on the Rooftop of the Tallest Building in the Town. Statera sat on the roof with Persia right beside her. She looked at the night sky once again as the breeze of wind passed through her body."Persia, Have you ever wonder about not fitting in with your subordinates?" Statera asked with her calm and seductive voice. Persia sat on the roof with Statera as she began thinking about Statera's question. Persia sighed and answered Statera's question. "I have not wondered of such subject. After all, I already fit in with my subordinates." It was an honest answer as Persia, and the Inquisition was similar to a family.Statera sighed after hearing Persia's answer. "I'm quite jealous of you," Statera spoke with a calm voice as it had a tinge of envy hidden within it. "I can hear that... Though, I am quite curious about why you are jealous of me." Persia tilted her head with curiosity written on her face. She wondered why someone like Statera would be jealous of herself and her relationship with the Inquisition."Long ago, My Dream is quite simple. It was to explore the Realm and have an exciting adventure. Though, it ended when I became the Astral Spirit Lord. During the First Years of being an Astral Spirit Lord, I detested the job as it shackled me in the Great Forest. I was cold to my subordinates and looked at them as my Chains. The Effect of such treatment made most of my subordinates avoid me. They tried to hide it, but it was simply obvious.""I didn't care about it at first, but it took its toll in the later years. I continued my attitude, and my reputation as the Astral Spirit Lord got lower and lower. I was quite sure that they would have pulled me off the job. But then the First Great War began. An Ugly War that almost destroyed 1/3 of the Realm. The Rulers were throwing mountains against each other. It was chaotic, and the Spirits needed a Light that could guide them. So I became such Light.""Despite my bad reputation, they followed my orders without any problem. I told them to die. They would kill themselves for the survival of their race. It was a bad responsibility to have. It took a lot of time for the First Great War to end. The Casualties took 70% of the Inhabitants. That included Spirits who never managed to reincarnate.""After the Great War, I became a Symbol of Power, Strength, and Spirit. They admired me and treated me as if I was their god. I got stronger because of that. Though, for some reason. Power didn't satisfy me. In the end, The Distance between my Subordinates and myself got bigger.""But fortunately, there was one spirit that didn't treat me like the others. She was Lazy, Badmouthed, and Brutally Honest.""Mayon?" Persia asked as Statera nodded with a saddened expression. Persia furrowed her eyebrows as she understood Statera's pain of being alone. Seeing someone that treats you normally only for that someone to slowly treat you the same as others. That would be quite a pain though Persia wouldn't make the problem escalate that far."I can understand where you are coming from, Statera. So are you gonna give up and let that distance become bigger? You want a family, right? Tell them honestly what you think about them, and don't let such negative thoughts cloud your mind. You are the strongest spirit in the realm. I'd rather like to see you act like one." Persia smirked as Statera chuckled with her seductive voice."Thank you for the advice, Persia," Statera spoke as Persia shook her head and replied with an aloof voice. "It all depends on you, Statera. Be sure not to have regrets. That is one of the important things he taught me." Statera raised an eyebrow after hearing Persia's last words. "He taught you? Who is this man?""Hmm... Now that I think about it. Who is he?" Persia scratched her head in confusion. She didn't why she said he. It was a bit confusing and Persia couldn't find a single answer for it. Persia shook her head as she couldn't remember anything about the man. "Well, Let's continue about our current subject. Be sure to tell everything you want to say, Statera."Persia then disappeared from the spot as she reappeared in an alleyway. Her body shook as she leaned on some wall. "What is this?" Persia mumbled to herself as she felt a single tear falling from her Golden Amber Eyes.
