Valia stood like a statue, staring at Valon with her mouth hanging open and not a single word falling out. Her mind was blank, not even feeling the wind and the rain. She had spent so long planning everything she would say when she found her brother, but now, looking at him, nothing seemed right. No letter seemed worthy.
"Take Aithorn and Gradius and get out of here. I came all the way out here to work in solitude, and still you people insist on interrupting me," Valon said, devoid of emotion. His cold words hit her like a slap to the face.
"Why?" she asked, unable to hold back her tears. "Why did you vanish like that? Why did you leave me behind?"
"Because you would just get in the way."
"Get in the way? You can't just walk out on me because you thought I'd get in the way!"
"It doesn't concern you."
"How can it not?! Valon, you've been with me since the day I was born! If it doesn't concern me, then why does it hurt so much? Why have I had to suffer alone while you were galivanting around, making the world your enemy?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"That is not your choice to make! I deserve an answer! You owe me an explanation! Just tell me what it is that you want! What could be worth abandoning me and your home?"
Valon floated down to the ground, but did not step off his floating platform. "What I want is meaning. I used to wonder if there was purpose in our lives, if we were born part of some plan. I no longer wonder, and I can't go back to how I was after learning the truth. I can't continue to live so pointlessly. Everyone wants to know their place in the world, but there is no truth more horrific. We are all so small, less then dust. This thing we call existence is a bad joke."
"Then what is it that you are trying to do? What have you been working on here?"
"I have been working on a way to become the most powerful being in existence, even greater than the spirits, even greater than the gods, even greater than the titans. This puny flesh-and-blood existence, weakness and mortality, it is utter torture. I curse every moment I spend in this fragile body. I will break free of it all and reach divinity, true divinity, inarguable and absolute.
When I looked across the universe, I found the gods and experienced their power, and it was so... underwhelming. They are infinitely stronger than we are, but even the gods are merely whales in an endless ocean, and the titans are the ocean itself. To surpass them, gods and titans alike, to become the heavens above the sea, is the one and only truly meaningful act in existence, and that meaning belongs to me."
"And that was worth nearly destroying Colbrand?" Aithorn accused, his words accentuated by a crack of thunder overhead. "That was worth stealing Sylphtorian relics?"
"Nothing matters in the face of divine purpose, nothing. You think your nations matter? You think your world matters? Colbrand and Sylphtoria, they might as well be mold on a pebble. The power those relics hold is insignificant, but combined, they can become the key that will open the door to divinity and allow me to transcend all limits."
"Valon, please, let me help you! You aren't thinking clearly!"
"Wrong, my mind has never been clearer. I see now the true worth of everything, and I know what I must do for my existence to be meaningful. It is to surpass all other existences."
"Then I'll help you fulfill your goal! Just please, please don't leave me again!"
"How can you help me if you don't understand? If you don't believe me? You haven't seen it, you don't know the gravity of what I know."
Valia was unable to respond. She had heard these words before, from someone else. She had heard that nihilistic creed, felt the inhumanity in the voice that spoke it, and shivered now just as she did then. The three elves then turned to the sound of splashes in the mud, and at last, Noah came into view and stopped. He stared at Valon, the same way Valia had, but while she had been waiting for this meeting for over a year, Noah had been waiting thousands.
"You saw the truth, didn't you?" he asked, having to shout over the pouring rain. "You understand it, right? How insignificant it all is. You know what that hollowness feels like. You know that absolutely nothing matters. You know just how small you really are on the cosmic scale. Reality is just a cruel joke."
Valon's eyes widened in shock. "Who are you?"
"Someone like you, someone who has seen and realized the truth of existence. It's agony, isn't it? These people, you're just wasting your breath trying to explain it to them. They'll never know the vastness of existence until they experience it for themselves, until they feel it like we have. They'll never know how much it hurts, to feel that truth smoldering in their soul. For so long, I've wanted to find someone who knows what it's like, who understands how it feels to scream as loud as you can and never hear an echo."
Valia and Aithorn listened to the unfolding conversation, but it was like Noah and Valon were talking in another language.
"How do you know?" Valon asked.
"Do not let this flesh prison fool you. I have existed for thousands of years, wandering the multiverse, experiencing death and rebirth over and over. When you performed that ritual to find the gods, I think you might have pulled me here, and I think you may be able to help me.
I promised Valia that we would go to the ends of the earth to find you, and here we are. Listen to me, as someone who understands. Come with us back to Sylphtoria. Whatever it is you're after, you don't have to do this alone. I need your help and you need mine."
"You think the queen would just welcome me back after what I've done? Stealing the Torrent Sword, the Whirlwind Tunic, the Hunter's Moon Amulet, theβ"
"Wait, you stole the Hunter's Moon Amulet?" Aithorn asked. "But then how did that succubus get it?"
"Because I traded with her and her kin, of course. I got their relics in exchange for the amulet and knowledge of how to sneak into Sylphtoria."
The trio all felt their stomachs drop, and Aithorn, gripping his spear, released a furious roar and charged towards Valon. Rage supplied him with the mana to activate his Dragon Impaler spell, but when he reached out to kill Valon, Valon waved his arm. "Zodiac: Rakshon." One of the silver spheres hovering around him flattened into a large barrier, effortlessly blocking Aithorn's spear.
"It's because of you that the queen was attacked by that monster! Do you have any idea of the pain you've inflicted on our people?"
"Do you really think I care? Zodiac: Avagath." Valon cast.
Another silver sphere flattened and expanded, becoming a magic circle that stretched across the ground. It was the same as Valia's awareness enhancement, but instead of sensing the physical world, it allowed Valon to feel the flow of mana and its sources, and now the circle reached over a mile in diameter.
"I can sense all the elves and knights you brought with you. You pretend you're asking me to come back, but you won't allow me to refuse. Unfortunately for you, I have no intention of returning, with or without shackles. Baol."
Another sphere flew down and struck the back of the magic barrier, ramming it into Aithorn with enough force to knock him through the air and rip the breath from his lungs.
"Valon, please!" Valia begged. "You're not well, but I swear, I'm going to make you better! Let me heal the wound you're carrying and return you to the man you once were, the brother I depended on. What you've done can be atoned for. Come back with us!"