Eldrithia
Queen Bee
The Discovery of True Corruption
The story of a young Duke Fishron learning the truth of the world, and how not everything is perfect.
The First Story is finished, perhaps the sequel will be on here as well when I want to write it.
Extra Chapters & Prologue:The story of a young Duke Fishron learning the truth of the world, and how not everything is perfect.
The First Story is finished, perhaps the sequel will be on here as well when I want to write it.
Our story starts in Medusozoa, an ocean town know for its annual migration of jellyfish. The town also has a protector by the name of Calder, this protector is a so-called monster. He is a younger Duke Fishron, a rare fish pig dragon who learned to speak the language of the Terrarians. He was taken care of by another so-called monster, a Skeletron Prime by the name of Meltian, the older monster greatly cared for him, and tried his best to raise him well. He was cared for by this monster because of his odd coloring compared to the rest of his species, his bright green eyes, and orange wings made it a bit harder for him to hide.
Meltain taught him everything he knows, but the older never mentioned how cruel the world really was. Calder was given an underwater shrine to rest in once he was given his choice to protect the port city. Little did he know this shrine had belonged to someone before him, who had disappeared one day. He tries to be positive and despises how the Corruption and Crimson are a threat to the fair ocean he tries to protect for these people. He is often perceived as very unintelligent for thinking this way, and this causes other monsters to be very wary of his disposition towards humans.
However, in the end, he will learn why Terrarians are not always to be trusted, and what the Hallow truly is. The other bosses of the world will show him the reason why they despise the Terrarians and the truth behind how cruel the world really is. He might discover something about himself along the way...
Meltain taught him everything he knows, but the older never mentioned how cruel the world really was. Calder was given an underwater shrine to rest in once he was given his choice to protect the port city. Little did he know this shrine had belonged to someone before him, who had disappeared one day. He tries to be positive and despises how the Corruption and Crimson are a threat to the fair ocean he tries to protect for these people. He is often perceived as very unintelligent for thinking this way, and this causes other monsters to be very wary of his disposition towards humans.
However, in the end, he will learn why Terrarians are not always to be trusted, and what the Hallow truly is. The other bosses of the world will show him the reason why they despise the Terrarians and the truth behind how cruel the world really is. He might discover something about himself along the way...
All of the bosses including me were gathered at a special meeting place in the snow biome for Christmas. It was quite packed, and it was pretty enjoyable. I was surprised that even Rylan and Moon Lord were here. Well it was more like Rylan was here, and Moon Lord was kinda borrowing his body for a bit. It was actually really creepy to hear that booming voice come out of such a small guy.
I was drinking a bit of my water, as I didn't want anything else other than some of the nice looking fresh fish. Relo was busy thinking about something but was listening to Moon Lord who was talking through Rylan. Rylan was also standing on top of Relo's head as if using him as a way to be easier to see. Ocram was listening, and responding to Moon Lord appropriately as the two were both omnipotent, and knew what was going on. I could hear the two making stupid jokes from where I was drinking my water out of a nearby ice cold pool.
I noticed Moon Lord had looked over and was commenting about me for some reason. "Look at Calder, he just looks so uninterested in all this boss stuff. I don't know if it's just his job to not pay as much attention or if he's doing it on purpose." He commented, watching with his cyan eyes through Rylan's mask.
"Watch your tongue Moon Lord, he might be less powerful than you, but he is a god mode bearer much like Relo," Ocram told him, to get him to back off.
"Oh alright, I'm curious what Relo's friends are doing, though, oh wait, I know what it is, but I don't think it's right to spoil it." Moon Lord said, watching as all the bosses moved to the surface.
Relo, Moon Lord, and Ocram went to the surface as well, and I followed after. I looked up to see lights hung up all around the village, and fireworks being shot off. It was amazing, sometimes I wondered why humans had celebrations, but now I saw why it was fun. This one was called Christmas, I wonder why this one came into being. Apparently, there were several other holidays also happening as well.
Relo smiled, and said, "Another great Christmas is coming to pass, and everyone seemed happier than normal."
"Heh, that makes sense, the cultists were excited at the possibility of me being summoned soon because Rylan is starting to become less reluctant." Moon Lord responded, chuckling a little.
"What are you hoping you being summoned here will be your Christmas gift?" Ocram asked, laughing.
"Probably," Relo said, rolling his eye.
I laughed, watching Moon Lord stare for a second before letting out a laugh. Ocram followed suit, for once he found it funny, his friend was still kind of predictable. Relo grinned as best he could, and then said, "Who knows maybe you'll get your wish, and even more."
I shrugged, and then watched Ocram nod. I hoped everyone would have a great holiday, even Rylan who has no control over his body right now. "Merry Christmas everyone," I told them all, getting a smile out of them.
I was drinking a bit of my water, as I didn't want anything else other than some of the nice looking fresh fish. Relo was busy thinking about something but was listening to Moon Lord who was talking through Rylan. Rylan was also standing on top of Relo's head as if using him as a way to be easier to see. Ocram was listening, and responding to Moon Lord appropriately as the two were both omnipotent, and knew what was going on. I could hear the two making stupid jokes from where I was drinking my water out of a nearby ice cold pool.
I noticed Moon Lord had looked over and was commenting about me for some reason. "Look at Calder, he just looks so uninterested in all this boss stuff. I don't know if it's just his job to not pay as much attention or if he's doing it on purpose." He commented, watching with his cyan eyes through Rylan's mask.
"Watch your tongue Moon Lord, he might be less powerful than you, but he is a god mode bearer much like Relo," Ocram told him, to get him to back off.
"Oh alright, I'm curious what Relo's friends are doing, though, oh wait, I know what it is, but I don't think it's right to spoil it." Moon Lord said, watching as all the bosses moved to the surface.
Relo, Moon Lord, and Ocram went to the surface as well, and I followed after. I looked up to see lights hung up all around the village, and fireworks being shot off. It was amazing, sometimes I wondered why humans had celebrations, but now I saw why it was fun. This one was called Christmas, I wonder why this one came into being. Apparently, there were several other holidays also happening as well.
Relo smiled, and said, "Another great Christmas is coming to pass, and everyone seemed happier than normal."
"Heh, that makes sense, the cultists were excited at the possibility of me being summoned soon because Rylan is starting to become less reluctant." Moon Lord responded, chuckling a little.
"What are you hoping you being summoned here will be your Christmas gift?" Ocram asked, laughing.
"Probably," Relo said, rolling his eye.
I laughed, watching Moon Lord stare for a second before letting out a laugh. Ocram followed suit, for once he found it funny, his friend was still kind of predictable. Relo grinned as best he could, and then said, "Who knows maybe you'll get your wish, and even more."
I shrugged, and then watched Ocram nod. I hoped everyone would have a great holiday, even Rylan who has no control over his body right now. "Merry Christmas everyone," I told them all, getting a smile out of them.
Story Chapters:
Calder's P.o.V:
I woke up to the flowing of the water in my shrine, the waterfalls in the dry part of my shrine were so I didn't get dried out. I had figured out that I could live for years without water before they added them to the shrine so I didn't really see the point. I swam out of my shrine, and up to the town to see what was going on today, it appeared to be the first day of jellyfish migration. This was great, the Jellyfish festival would be later today! I loved this festival because of the fact that they no only served jellyfish, but truffle worms as well.
Lots of people also came to see me during this time, other monsters visit me for a time as well, probably for advice because of my higher status compared to them. Lately, my life has been pretty hard, though, Meltian had left earlier this week to go visit a cousin of his, they were named Ven or something.
I floated out of the water to see a friend of mine waiting outside for me and waved my fin at her to come in. She entered, and I saw it be the Slime King, Nervon's heir, Veri; the princess. She bounced up to me slowly and gurgled, "Gurgle grrr nrrr.." (Calder, I could really use some comfort, my father has disappeared..)
I flew over, and wrapped one of my fin wings around her gelatinous body; "I'm so sorry it happened to you Veri. Meltian took a vacation, and he hasn't come back yet." I told her while comforting her.
"Grrr blrug nrr? grrr?!" (Really? He isn't back yet?! Are you sure something didn't happen?!) She gurgled loudly in surprise.
We then heard a haunting voice say, "And I will tell you why he isn't."
I woke up to the flowing of the water in my shrine, the waterfalls in the dry part of my shrine were so I didn't get dried out. I had figured out that I could live for years without water before they added them to the shrine so I didn't really see the point. I swam out of my shrine, and up to the town to see what was going on today, it appeared to be the first day of jellyfish migration. This was great, the Jellyfish festival would be later today! I loved this festival because of the fact that they no only served jellyfish, but truffle worms as well.
Lots of people also came to see me during this time, other monsters visit me for a time as well, probably for advice because of my higher status compared to them. Lately, my life has been pretty hard, though, Meltian had left earlier this week to go visit a cousin of his, they were named Ven or something.
I floated out of the water to see a friend of mine waiting outside for me and waved my fin at her to come in. She entered, and I saw it be the Slime King, Nervon's heir, Veri; the princess. She bounced up to me slowly and gurgled, "Gurgle grrr nrrr.." (Calder, I could really use some comfort, my father has disappeared..)
I flew over, and wrapped one of my fin wings around her gelatinous body; "I'm so sorry it happened to you Veri. Meltian took a vacation, and he hasn't come back yet." I told her while comforting her.
"Grrr blrug nrr? grrr?!" (Really? He isn't back yet?! Are you sure something didn't happen?!) She gurgled loudly in surprise.
We then heard a haunting voice say, "And I will tell you why he isn't."
I whipped around to spot the being know as Ocram, he is a boss much like me, however, he is omnipotent."It's because they see us as a sport, game.." He started, "Not useful for anything besides fixing their foolish pride, and in truth, it's weak, as well as very hurtful."
"Game? I've never heard about that before, I always assumed the humans in Medusozoa were never really into murder..."I told him.
"Were you aware there was another guardian before you? If you do know, do you remember how they said he was killed?" Ocram asked.
"They said he died in a battle against pirates," I recalled this story inspired me, but with what he was telling me it was getting harder to understand why it did.
"It is a lie, they killed him for his loot, the pirates were only in town at the time and seemed to be the most reasonable to push the blame onto. They will attempt to kill you, I promise." He responded with a sincere tone.
Veri who had been quietly watching the whole time then bonded closer to me and said; "He's right, Calder. I remember hearing it from my dad that they just lied about the whole thing. But at the time I was still too young to understand.."
I cringed it was so hard to believe, but deep down, I knew he was right. Something, however, was causing my mind to go blank, and it wasn't Ocram that was doing this. I looked straight at Ocram and saw him shiver slightly. "Calder, I feel a strong presence similar to my very soul, or as the humans call it a "Soul of Blight." There is another thing to do with souls, and it is referred to as a god mode. You appear to have one of the rarest versions it is one of the rarest versions, blight. The way I can tell is that your eyes have gained the typical yellow glow of a soul of blight." He told me, looking kind of worried.
"I feel empty. Is this really what I am supposed to feel?" I asked voice blank as my mind was.
"From what I've heard it's possible to feel that way, it may open you up to new ideas as you learn to use it." He told me, recalling an incident.
I saw a Terrarian walk in on our conversation and followed the instinct that I had to forbid and attacked them. I bit down, and snapped his neck in half, scarfing down what I could of the meat. Blood was splattered on my face, and teeth as my eyes kept glowing. "My god Calder, is it really influencing your suppressed instincts that much; I haven't seen such a ruthless kill since Meltian's first." He told me.
My eyes stopped glowing, and I felt my thoughts return to me. My eyes went wide, and I screamed, "What am I supposed to do, the townsfolk are gonna try to kill me more than ever now!" I screamed.
"You will probably want to travel the world, it will help you get away, and it might even help you learn more about what I mean. If you are lucky that god mode might come in handy." Ocram told me in a supportive tone.
"I guess I have to, I'll see you sometime later I guess," I said, flying up to leave the town.
"Be safe Calder, be safe. Remember the power of your soul is always with you." Ocram told me, sending me off well.
I flew off after that making a stop off at the Hallow, I spotted some kind of mechanical worm resting on the hot hallowed desert sands. It was a Destroyer, and he appeared to be taking a nap. I wondered who this was, I had not seen a lot of other bosses.
"Game? I've never heard about that before, I always assumed the humans in Medusozoa were never really into murder..."I told him.
"Were you aware there was another guardian before you? If you do know, do you remember how they said he was killed?" Ocram asked.
"They said he died in a battle against pirates," I recalled this story inspired me, but with what he was telling me it was getting harder to understand why it did.
"It is a lie, they killed him for his loot, the pirates were only in town at the time and seemed to be the most reasonable to push the blame onto. They will attempt to kill you, I promise." He responded with a sincere tone.
Veri who had been quietly watching the whole time then bonded closer to me and said; "He's right, Calder. I remember hearing it from my dad that they just lied about the whole thing. But at the time I was still too young to understand.."
I cringed it was so hard to believe, but deep down, I knew he was right. Something, however, was causing my mind to go blank, and it wasn't Ocram that was doing this. I looked straight at Ocram and saw him shiver slightly. "Calder, I feel a strong presence similar to my very soul, or as the humans call it a "Soul of Blight." There is another thing to do with souls, and it is referred to as a god mode. You appear to have one of the rarest versions it is one of the rarest versions, blight. The way I can tell is that your eyes have gained the typical yellow glow of a soul of blight." He told me, looking kind of worried.
"I feel empty. Is this really what I am supposed to feel?" I asked voice blank as my mind was.
"From what I've heard it's possible to feel that way, it may open you up to new ideas as you learn to use it." He told me, recalling an incident.
I saw a Terrarian walk in on our conversation and followed the instinct that I had to forbid and attacked them. I bit down, and snapped his neck in half, scarfing down what I could of the meat. Blood was splattered on my face, and teeth as my eyes kept glowing. "My god Calder, is it really influencing your suppressed instincts that much; I haven't seen such a ruthless kill since Meltian's first." He told me.
My eyes stopped glowing, and I felt my thoughts return to me. My eyes went wide, and I screamed, "What am I supposed to do, the townsfolk are gonna try to kill me more than ever now!" I screamed.
"You will probably want to travel the world, it will help you get away, and it might even help you learn more about what I mean. If you are lucky that god mode might come in handy." Ocram told me in a supportive tone.
"I guess I have to, I'll see you sometime later I guess," I said, flying up to leave the town.
"Be safe Calder, be safe. Remember the power of your soul is always with you." Ocram told me, sending me off well.
I flew off after that making a stop off at the Hallow, I spotted some kind of mechanical worm resting on the hot hallowed desert sands. It was a Destroyer, and he appeared to be taking a nap. I wondered who this was, I had not seen a lot of other bosses.
I poked the Destroyer with my fins, watching as his eyes opened slowly. His eyes were blue, and he seemed somewhat relieved to see me, probably used to being interrupted for some other reason. "Oh hello." He greeted, eyes looking up at me.
"Hiya. It's weird to see a Destroyer on the surface." I responded, confused.
"It's weird to see a Duke Fishron in the desert, particularly a hallowed desert." He told me, still looking up with a chuckle.
"Anyways Destroyer-" I started.
"Relo." He interrupted.
"Anyways Relo, what do you think of terrarians? I know a lot of bosses dislike them." I asked, watching Relo sit by standing on his lower half.
"Well, they can be bad, but they can be good, it really depends on the terrarian. I know some who are pretty nice, but it is hard to be nice sometimes." He told me, smiling.
"It's nice to know not every one of them chooses to be a killer, even if it is for survival," I said, watching him coil up like a snake.
"Haha, I'd say it's good you got an answer then. Anyways what is your name Fishron?" Relo asked, looking at my wings.
"Calder, my name is Calder," I responded, smiling at him.
"It was nice to meet you, Calder, hopefully, I'll see you again." He said, looking around.
"Wait! By chance do you know anyone called Ven?" I asked, watching Relo look back at me.
"Yes, Ven is one of my friends, and by far my best friend. Why do you ask" He questioned, looking at me.
"Well, my caretaker Meltian went to go visit his cousin Ven, supposedly he said it would take a while," I responded.
"Yeah, Ven did say something about his cousin visiting, but I left before he got to where we stay," Relo told me, looking towards the other side of the world.
"Where is that? I need to find him!" I asked I need to find him.
"It is inside the dungeon, on the other side of the world, but it would be best for you to hear some from other bosses first. Then I will let you in, so go on. I'll be around later." He told me, digging into the ground, and leaving.
I floated off towards the next biome, the Corruption. I was surprised to run into the inland variation, it seemed so unnatural but different. I was used to staying on the ocean, so I could see why it was different to me. I wondered what kind of boss or things I would find here, it was abnormally purple and kinda dark. I saw that there was a massive crevasse in the ground, and ahead there were several more, leading into what seemed to be an underground cave system.
I flew down into the cave, watching the eaters of souls, turn around only to stare. I cringed their gaze was a bit disturbing if not really judging. Probably wondering why a Duke Fishron was wandering around the corruption when they disliked it. While I disliked this area, I have to learn to be open-minded. I heard digging and looked down to see an Eater of Worlds pop out of the ground, while I didn't know what the other bosses looked like I had names to go by.
"Hummmm? What would a Duke Fishron be doing here in the corruption of all places?" It asked, eyes all on me.
"I was told to explore, perhaps because I lack too much knowledge to fit my boss title," I explained, watching the Eater of Worlds nod.
"Understandable, you are pretty young for a boss." He responded, knowing my age from my looks.
"That's pretty easy to tell, after all, my fins aren't even at full size yet, neither is my body," I said, looking at him as he looked over to a lake shaped like a pit.
"I shall tell you more after you sleep, it is getting late, and you seem to be a bit tired because of what happened to you." He told me, as I floated over to the water.
"What should I call you?" I asked, curious about it.
"Just call me Bax young one, it is simple yet fitting," Bax told me, looking away.
I shrugged, and went into the water, trying my best to get to sleep. I heard him dig away, probably to go do something. I finally managed to get to sleep after that, closing my eyes, and letting the water settle around me. I hoped it would be a nice sleep as I drifted off into the silence of sleep.
"Hiya. It's weird to see a Destroyer on the surface." I responded, confused.
"It's weird to see a Duke Fishron in the desert, particularly a hallowed desert." He told me, still looking up with a chuckle.
"Anyways Destroyer-" I started.
"Relo." He interrupted.
"Anyways Relo, what do you think of terrarians? I know a lot of bosses dislike them." I asked, watching Relo sit by standing on his lower half.
"Well, they can be bad, but they can be good, it really depends on the terrarian. I know some who are pretty nice, but it is hard to be nice sometimes." He told me, smiling.
"It's nice to know not every one of them chooses to be a killer, even if it is for survival," I said, watching him coil up like a snake.
"Haha, I'd say it's good you got an answer then. Anyways what is your name Fishron?" Relo asked, looking at my wings.
"Calder, my name is Calder," I responded, smiling at him.
"It was nice to meet you, Calder, hopefully, I'll see you again." He said, looking around.
"Wait! By chance do you know anyone called Ven?" I asked, watching Relo look back at me.
"Yes, Ven is one of my friends, and by far my best friend. Why do you ask" He questioned, looking at me.
"Well, my caretaker Meltian went to go visit his cousin Ven, supposedly he said it would take a while," I responded.
"Yeah, Ven did say something about his cousin visiting, but I left before he got to where we stay," Relo told me, looking towards the other side of the world.
"Where is that? I need to find him!" I asked I need to find him.
"It is inside the dungeon, on the other side of the world, but it would be best for you to hear some from other bosses first. Then I will let you in, so go on. I'll be around later." He told me, digging into the ground, and leaving.
I floated off towards the next biome, the Corruption. I was surprised to run into the inland variation, it seemed so unnatural but different. I was used to staying on the ocean, so I could see why it was different to me. I wondered what kind of boss or things I would find here, it was abnormally purple and kinda dark. I saw that there was a massive crevasse in the ground, and ahead there were several more, leading into what seemed to be an underground cave system.
I flew down into the cave, watching the eaters of souls, turn around only to stare. I cringed their gaze was a bit disturbing if not really judging. Probably wondering why a Duke Fishron was wandering around the corruption when they disliked it. While I disliked this area, I have to learn to be open-minded. I heard digging and looked down to see an Eater of Worlds pop out of the ground, while I didn't know what the other bosses looked like I had names to go by.
"Hummmm? What would a Duke Fishron be doing here in the corruption of all places?" It asked, eyes all on me.
"I was told to explore, perhaps because I lack too much knowledge to fit my boss title," I explained, watching the Eater of Worlds nod.
"Understandable, you are pretty young for a boss." He responded, knowing my age from my looks.
"That's pretty easy to tell, after all, my fins aren't even at full size yet, neither is my body," I said, looking at him as he looked over to a lake shaped like a pit.
"I shall tell you more after you sleep, it is getting late, and you seem to be a bit tired because of what happened to you." He told me, as I floated over to the water.
"What should I call you?" I asked, curious about it.
"Just call me Bax young one, it is simple yet fitting," Bax told me, looking away.
I shrugged, and went into the water, trying my best to get to sleep. I heard him dig away, probably to go do something. I finally managed to get to sleep after that, closing my eyes, and letting the water settle around me. I hoped it would be a nice sleep as I drifted off into the silence of sleep.
I woke up in the water to see the Eater of Worlds looking down at me, and I stretched, floating out of the water. "So Bax, what is it now?" I asked watching him, look over at one of the crevasses.
A terrarian dropped in, but they seemed very weak as if something was wrong. Their skin was awfully pale, and I felt there wasn't a reason to hurt them. The other creatures seemed to second my idea, as they only floated around them, and avoided hurting them. I saw what they were wearing, they looked like one of those lunar cultists. There was even a bird-like mask hanging around their neck, they were the Lunatic Cultist.
I noticed that they had more than one set of eyes, and they were yellow. He was looking around and stopped over the lake I was resting in. He started coughing and threw up blood into the lake, his blood was black. It tinted the water a bit black, and he seemed hurt still. "Ugh, that sucks, why me." He asked, eyes looking around as he began to float.
"Bax, did you only get me up for this guy?" I asked, watching him shake his head no.
"I woke you up for this, come this way," Bax told me, leading me down a tunnel that had some weird creatures in it.
They were Crimson creatures, and it was a confusing thing for me that the Corruption and the Crimson were right next to each other. Perhaps it was because the two biomes were similar, and the creatures go along pretty well. We eventually reached a large open room with offshoot caves, and I saw a large brain looking creature resting in the middle by floating. This must have been the Brain of Cthulhu, who often was described as the boss of the Crimson. The Brain gave us both what could be described as a look.
"What would Bax be doing with an elusive Duke Fishron?" It asked, making a noise that I could only describe as a confused one.
"He is but a young one, and still has a lot to learn. He is visiting to learn about our opinions on the Terrarians, as he has already learned Relo's opinion, as well as Ocram's." Bax explained, watching the Brain move a bit.
"Ahhh, a young one, that is not very common here. As usually young ones are targeted for their naivety...." It explained, turning towards me.
I sighed it seemed the Terrarians were really ruthless sometimes, but that didn't mean the same for every one of them.
"My opinion is that while most of them seem bad, something is different about each one of them. While they may seem cruel they are only doing it for their own protection, just like us. However, there are some who kill just for sport, and they are the truly evil ones." Bax told me, looking at the Brain.
"While I follow a lot of what Bax has to say, I have one thing to add onto it. Everyone has flaws, and even the Terrarians cannot escape them. Even the most powerful beings, the gods, have flaws. While they may not admit it, or it isn't very clear, we are all different, and changed by our flaws." The Brain explained, looking over at me.
"Okay, that makes sense. I'm starting to understand a little better now, but I still don't quite get it." I told them.
"You must find another with a negative opinion of them, perhaps you should refer to another boss, possibly the Eye of Cthulhu. He's not a fan of Terrarians at all, well for certain reasons." Bax explained, looking up at the ceiling.
"Alright, I'll visit sometime if you wish me too." I told him, watching both of them nod at me.
I floated through the entrance to the Crimson cave and exited. It was nice to have some fresh air after being in the cave for so long. It was bright outside as well, it was noon as the sun was high in the sky. I looked around, eyes widening when I saw a nearby Terrarian village. It wasn't very big and looked like it had recently been rebuilt over the ruins of an old village.
I wondered what had happened to the village so long ago to cause its destruction, it seemed like whatever it was, it was a disaster. There was a building the resembled a lab in the middle of the village, it appeared to be being rebuilt as well. There were still holes in the sides, and a whole wall was punched out of it. I wonder if this was one of those villages that greeted monsters much like it used to be. The old destruction was probably just an accident or a small problem.
I floated over to the large lake nearby and decided to catch some food for right now. The lake looked full of fish, and I was hungry after such a long treck. Even though I flew the whole way, and it could not be described as a problem. Unlike Terrarians flying really makes me exhausted, their wings are little more than a convenience.
A terrarian dropped in, but they seemed very weak as if something was wrong. Their skin was awfully pale, and I felt there wasn't a reason to hurt them. The other creatures seemed to second my idea, as they only floated around them, and avoided hurting them. I saw what they were wearing, they looked like one of those lunar cultists. There was even a bird-like mask hanging around their neck, they were the Lunatic Cultist.
I noticed that they had more than one set of eyes, and they were yellow. He was looking around and stopped over the lake I was resting in. He started coughing and threw up blood into the lake, his blood was black. It tinted the water a bit black, and he seemed hurt still. "Ugh, that sucks, why me." He asked, eyes looking around as he began to float.
"Bax, did you only get me up for this guy?" I asked, watching him shake his head no.
"I woke you up for this, come this way," Bax told me, leading me down a tunnel that had some weird creatures in it.
They were Crimson creatures, and it was a confusing thing for me that the Corruption and the Crimson were right next to each other. Perhaps it was because the two biomes were similar, and the creatures go along pretty well. We eventually reached a large open room with offshoot caves, and I saw a large brain looking creature resting in the middle by floating. This must have been the Brain of Cthulhu, who often was described as the boss of the Crimson. The Brain gave us both what could be described as a look.
"What would Bax be doing with an elusive Duke Fishron?" It asked, making a noise that I could only describe as a confused one.
"He is but a young one, and still has a lot to learn. He is visiting to learn about our opinions on the Terrarians, as he has already learned Relo's opinion, as well as Ocram's." Bax explained, watching the Brain move a bit.
"Ahhh, a young one, that is not very common here. As usually young ones are targeted for their naivety...." It explained, turning towards me.
I sighed it seemed the Terrarians were really ruthless sometimes, but that didn't mean the same for every one of them.
"My opinion is that while most of them seem bad, something is different about each one of them. While they may seem cruel they are only doing it for their own protection, just like us. However, there are some who kill just for sport, and they are the truly evil ones." Bax told me, looking at the Brain.
"While I follow a lot of what Bax has to say, I have one thing to add onto it. Everyone has flaws, and even the Terrarians cannot escape them. Even the most powerful beings, the gods, have flaws. While they may not admit it, or it isn't very clear, we are all different, and changed by our flaws." The Brain explained, looking over at me.
"Okay, that makes sense. I'm starting to understand a little better now, but I still don't quite get it." I told them.
"You must find another with a negative opinion of them, perhaps you should refer to another boss, possibly the Eye of Cthulhu. He's not a fan of Terrarians at all, well for certain reasons." Bax explained, looking up at the ceiling.
"Alright, I'll visit sometime if you wish me too." I told him, watching both of them nod at me.
I floated through the entrance to the Crimson cave and exited. It was nice to have some fresh air after being in the cave for so long. It was bright outside as well, it was noon as the sun was high in the sky. I looked around, eyes widening when I saw a nearby Terrarian village. It wasn't very big and looked like it had recently been rebuilt over the ruins of an old village.
I wondered what had happened to the village so long ago to cause its destruction, it seemed like whatever it was, it was a disaster. There was a building the resembled a lab in the middle of the village, it appeared to be being rebuilt as well. There were still holes in the sides, and a whole wall was punched out of it. I wonder if this was one of those villages that greeted monsters much like it used to be. The old destruction was probably just an accident or a small problem.
I floated over to the large lake nearby and decided to catch some food for right now. The lake looked full of fish, and I was hungry after such a long treck. Even though I flew the whole way, and it could not be described as a problem. Unlike Terrarians flying really makes me exhausted, their wings are little more than a convenience.
I finished eating and flew out of the water, floating into the village. No one jumped to attack me, and I floated past over to the old destroyed lab. Relo was resting next to it talking to the Lunatic Cultist I had seen before. The two seemed to be talking about important matters and even kept going when I got closer. "Relo, you must be careful, you are simply risking too much by going near any Terrarians." The Lunatic told him, sounding annoyed.
"I've told you before that I am not going to be alone, even with the risks it comes with! It is stupid to restrict myself to being alone when you don't!" Relo spat, his eyes expressing his anger.
"Hasn't he told you the reason why?" He asked, talking to someone else with Relo.
"I'm very aware of what Moon Lord told me, and I told him it's not going to happen!" Relo growled, eyes still glowing blue at him.
'Moon Lord?' I asked myself, looking over at the cultist.
"Oh, Calder didn't see you there. Just talking with Rylan here about an extreme topic." He told me, watching the cultist turn to me.
"Oh so this is the Duke Fishron you were talking about, he's a rather young one like you said too," Rylan said, his bird-like mask moving as he talked.
"I see you appear to be confused by Rylan, he is a lunar cultist like you probably already know," Relo said, looking over at me.
"He's also the leader, the Lunatic Cultist. I've at least heard about him, the one you should fear the most of the cultists." I responded, looking over.
"I would not say it's me you need to fear, but rather the one who I worship," Rylan said, tapping his fingers a bit.
"Unfortunately he is nothing but a young eighteen-year-old teenager, and he isn't always the best leader. It's not his fault, it is only his first year as the Lunatic Cultist." He told me, his tail moving behind Rylan's back as if to try to encourage him.
"Relo! Why are you doing this?" He asked loudly, very surprised.
"I'm sure Moon Lord might like it a bit better if you were not so insecure, after all, he has to hear your thoughts all day. Because you are the only one he can ever talk to or hear." Relo responded, causing Rylan to sigh.
"Oh okay, I'll go do something I need to do. But, you better be careful Relo! I won't be getting in trouble from Moon Lord just because you want to be reckless!" He yelled, jumping away, and floating off extremely fast.
Relo shook his head, and then looked at me, as if curious why I was here. "So what is it Calder, did you want to ask me something?" He asked, blue eyes focusing on me.
"Uh, yeah, I wanted to ask why you are here at this old lab. Why are you here?" I asked him, staring through the busted open wall.
"Well, the original destruction of this village had something to do with me, and those working in the lab," Relo explained, looking over at the lab.
"It had something to do with you? Was that how you ended up as a Destroyer?" I asked, watching as he nodded.
"That's how I ended up this way, like Ven, as well as Spaz, and Retin. The ones who did it, they were all very smart, and I still can't believe what they were trying to do. There was one, in particular, Abel, he was so nice, and he always tried to make me feel better. He was, however, one of the ones who ended up slain in my infamous rage that bulldozed this town to the ground. I can still hear the screams, it paralyzes me that I didn't do anything to stop myself, I could not stop myself.
Then I found Able writing in his journal and the fear in his eyes. He screamed in pain as I began, but it wasn't only screams of pain, but screams, and tears of anger because of a betrayal. I can't stop thinking about it, and that's why Rylan gets worried, he thinks I will do something drastic." Relo explained, his pupil shrinking in horror just having to explain it.
I didn't know what to say, it seemed like Rels had a lot more world experience than I did. He even seemed very mentally scarred by it, I perhaps was feeling a bit more afraid now that he explained it. It seemed like no matter what something bad would happen, even if I didn't want it too. I looked over to see Relo giving me a look, and he told me, "But don't let that change your determination to see the world, it's not every day that things like that happen after all."
"Anyways Calder, see you later. I'll see you again after you have met some more bosses, perhaps you will see one you know again." Relo said, digging away underground.
'Hmmm, I guess he is right, I should get going.' I told myself as I began to fly up, and away from the town.
I stretched while it the air to make sure I was ready to fly again. It seemed like it was for the best to start flying around again.
"I've told you before that I am not going to be alone, even with the risks it comes with! It is stupid to restrict myself to being alone when you don't!" Relo spat, his eyes expressing his anger.
"Hasn't he told you the reason why?" He asked, talking to someone else with Relo.
"I'm very aware of what Moon Lord told me, and I told him it's not going to happen!" Relo growled, eyes still glowing blue at him.
'Moon Lord?' I asked myself, looking over at the cultist.
"Oh, Calder didn't see you there. Just talking with Rylan here about an extreme topic." He told me, watching the cultist turn to me.
"Oh so this is the Duke Fishron you were talking about, he's a rather young one like you said too," Rylan said, his bird-like mask moving as he talked.
"I see you appear to be confused by Rylan, he is a lunar cultist like you probably already know," Relo said, looking over at me.
"He's also the leader, the Lunatic Cultist. I've at least heard about him, the one you should fear the most of the cultists." I responded, looking over.
"I would not say it's me you need to fear, but rather the one who I worship," Rylan said, tapping his fingers a bit.
"Unfortunately he is nothing but a young eighteen-year-old teenager, and he isn't always the best leader. It's not his fault, it is only his first year as the Lunatic Cultist." He told me, his tail moving behind Rylan's back as if to try to encourage him.
"Relo! Why are you doing this?" He asked loudly, very surprised.
"I'm sure Moon Lord might like it a bit better if you were not so insecure, after all, he has to hear your thoughts all day. Because you are the only one he can ever talk to or hear." Relo responded, causing Rylan to sigh.
"Oh okay, I'll go do something I need to do. But, you better be careful Relo! I won't be getting in trouble from Moon Lord just because you want to be reckless!" He yelled, jumping away, and floating off extremely fast.
Relo shook his head, and then looked at me, as if curious why I was here. "So what is it Calder, did you want to ask me something?" He asked, blue eyes focusing on me.
"Uh, yeah, I wanted to ask why you are here at this old lab. Why are you here?" I asked him, staring through the busted open wall.
"Well, the original destruction of this village had something to do with me, and those working in the lab," Relo explained, looking over at the lab.
"It had something to do with you? Was that how you ended up as a Destroyer?" I asked, watching as he nodded.
"That's how I ended up this way, like Ven, as well as Spaz, and Retin. The ones who did it, they were all very smart, and I still can't believe what they were trying to do. There was one, in particular, Abel, he was so nice, and he always tried to make me feel better. He was, however, one of the ones who ended up slain in my infamous rage that bulldozed this town to the ground. I can still hear the screams, it paralyzes me that I didn't do anything to stop myself, I could not stop myself.
Then I found Able writing in his journal and the fear in his eyes. He screamed in pain as I began, but it wasn't only screams of pain, but screams, and tears of anger because of a betrayal. I can't stop thinking about it, and that's why Rylan gets worried, he thinks I will do something drastic." Relo explained, his pupil shrinking in horror just having to explain it.
I didn't know what to say, it seemed like Rels had a lot more world experience than I did. He even seemed very mentally scarred by it, I perhaps was feeling a bit more afraid now that he explained it. It seemed like no matter what something bad would happen, even if I didn't want it too. I looked over to see Relo giving me a look, and he told me, "But don't let that change your determination to see the world, it's not every day that things like that happen after all."
"Anyways Calder, see you later. I'll see you again after you have met some more bosses, perhaps you will see one you know again." Relo said, digging away underground.
'Hmmm, I guess he is right, I should get going.' I told myself as I began to fly up, and away from the town.
I stretched while it the air to make sure I was ready to fly again. It seemed like it was for the best to start flying around again.
Calder was flying around, only to run into a sky island, it was composed of normal grass, no hollow or corruption around unless you counted the ground below. He landed on the building on the island, eyes examining the golden, and blue building. It looked like it had been built onto, perhaps by a terrarian, but no one was around. He felt a little mentally exhausted after Relo explained that terrible event, that made him fearful of humans, despite their small size, they were able to harm such a big creature. He felt bad, but at the same time, Relo seemed happier this way, and it was evident not many terrarians were afraid of the big guy, he was smaller than most of his kind, and lacked the vicious tendencies.
"Heh, he's nice, so much unlike the rest of us at times, but you can't blame us we are only doing what we can to keep ourselves alive. However, it's clear his destiny perhaps wants something else, after all, one of us would not be that nice without some drawback. They didn't put tubes in him for no reason, perhaps something was special about the process, he has so much untapped power other than his own soul, how has he not caught on yet?" Calder asked himself, unsure about Relo.
He sighed, he was alone again with only his own voice to comfort him until he heard a voice above him. "Hello?" It asked, a swooping noise above him.
He looked up to see a wyvern, except it, was gray instead of white, normally all wyverns here were white, so something must have happened to this one. "Hello there!" He responded, smiling at the fluffy creature.
"Oh, you must be that Duke Fishron Relo has been talking about, strange how excited he seems, perhaps he has hope for you. Anyways, I'm Aero, another member of Relo's little friend group." He told Calder, smiling.
"Oh, nice to meet you Aero! My name's Calder if he didn't tell you that already." Calder told him, smiling at the new friend.
"Well, he did, but I preferred to meet you in person really, after all, you must be curious how a wyvern ended up gray instead of white," Aero told him, looking at him.
"Uh, yeah, how did that happen?" He asked the wyvern curiously.
"Well, as a young wyvern I had an encounter with the corruption, and as young ones, my species are quite impressionable with their fur color. My fur began to change colors, it is actually a light purple-grey if you pay attention, after that it never went back to being white, and it had been this way ever since." Aero told him, his tail wrapping around himself when he landed to sit on the island.
"So is the Corruption bad or good?" He asked, kinda confused.
"It can be good, and can be bad, it is the same with the Hallow, despite most thinking that the Hallow is better, you should see what is really wrong with creatures from there, not all of them are okay, but some of the are." He told the Duke Fishron, reminding him of how the bosses he had met so far were.
Calder frowned, but nodded, he was right. Monsters were just like people in that aspect, some were bad, some were good. Most only fought for their own protection, and out of fear because of how they are often treated. He thought back to Relo, banished from his home at such a young age he had to be terrified, and possibly even more defensive than ever. He sort of felt that way, as being younger made him feel weaker, despite his big size, and fearsome fighting style.
Perhaps if he knew more about the whole situation with Relo, he would know more about how he felt, or what happened. He was awfully curious, and really wanted to know what happened that night, so he said bye to Aero, and flew back to the town. Peeking into the destroyed building, it was late at night now, but what he saw was a set of two red eyes. It was a wraith holding a book, and staring at it with what seemed like sadness. A wraith sad?
That was a new one, perhaps they were someone who worked in the lab. It noticed him, but instead, it showed him the book, it was a journal, but he noticed a name at the bottom of the first page. 'Able' was firmly printed on it, and he looked at the wraith who pointed at it and then to itself. This was Able?! he turned into a wraith?!
He didn't seem vengeful, but he wanted him to read the journal so he did, curious to see what the researcher had written down.
"Heh, he's nice, so much unlike the rest of us at times, but you can't blame us we are only doing what we can to keep ourselves alive. However, it's clear his destiny perhaps wants something else, after all, one of us would not be that nice without some drawback. They didn't put tubes in him for no reason, perhaps something was special about the process, he has so much untapped power other than his own soul, how has he not caught on yet?" Calder asked himself, unsure about Relo.
He sighed, he was alone again with only his own voice to comfort him until he heard a voice above him. "Hello?" It asked, a swooping noise above him.
He looked up to see a wyvern, except it, was gray instead of white, normally all wyverns here were white, so something must have happened to this one. "Hello there!" He responded, smiling at the fluffy creature.
"Oh, you must be that Duke Fishron Relo has been talking about, strange how excited he seems, perhaps he has hope for you. Anyways, I'm Aero, another member of Relo's little friend group." He told Calder, smiling.
"Oh, nice to meet you Aero! My name's Calder if he didn't tell you that already." Calder told him, smiling at the new friend.
"Well, he did, but I preferred to meet you in person really, after all, you must be curious how a wyvern ended up gray instead of white," Aero told him, looking at him.
"Uh, yeah, how did that happen?" He asked the wyvern curiously.
"Well, as a young wyvern I had an encounter with the corruption, and as young ones, my species are quite impressionable with their fur color. My fur began to change colors, it is actually a light purple-grey if you pay attention, after that it never went back to being white, and it had been this way ever since." Aero told him, his tail wrapping around himself when he landed to sit on the island.
"So is the Corruption bad or good?" He asked, kinda confused.
"It can be good, and can be bad, it is the same with the Hallow, despite most thinking that the Hallow is better, you should see what is really wrong with creatures from there, not all of them are okay, but some of the are." He told the Duke Fishron, reminding him of how the bosses he had met so far were.
Calder frowned, but nodded, he was right. Monsters were just like people in that aspect, some were bad, some were good. Most only fought for their own protection, and out of fear because of how they are often treated. He thought back to Relo, banished from his home at such a young age he had to be terrified, and possibly even more defensive than ever. He sort of felt that way, as being younger made him feel weaker, despite his big size, and fearsome fighting style.
Perhaps if he knew more about the whole situation with Relo, he would know more about how he felt, or what happened. He was awfully curious, and really wanted to know what happened that night, so he said bye to Aero, and flew back to the town. Peeking into the destroyed building, it was late at night now, but what he saw was a set of two red eyes. It was a wraith holding a book, and staring at it with what seemed like sadness. A wraith sad?
That was a new one, perhaps they were someone who worked in the lab. It noticed him, but instead, it showed him the book, it was a journal, but he noticed a name at the bottom of the first page. 'Able' was firmly printed on it, and he looked at the wraith who pointed at it and then to itself. This was Able?! he turned into a wraith?!
He didn't seem vengeful, but he wanted him to read the journal so he did, curious to see what the researcher had written down.
The wraith shook his head, what an awful thing, he knew what had happened now. He had been cursed by the Moon Lord, and his cult, an ancient spell that would cause those affected by it to become a wraith in death. He felt more like a ghost, though, but he was unable to move on because the curse also bound those who died to the world. He examined the cyan eye on his arm, it seemed to be glowing perhaps reminding him how he was stuck here. Maybe even that it was his fault all this happened to Relo, but he wondered, would he have anything to do with the ending to this tale of horror?
Calder watched him, reading his expressions for a response, he was trying to understand what the other was feeling right about now. He now knew he was the main scientist on the project, and he would know the most about it. "So what did that project with Relo intend?" Calder asked him, wondering if he could respond.
"Well," The wraith spoke," it had a lot to do with changing the way internals worked to allow the bypass for The Birth of the Rainbow, and if the one who it is implanted into is put into awful danger the state will activate automatically. The cultists have been leading him away from such an awful fate, but Relo won't listen. He's too stubborn, and if he dies, the state will activate immediately, and bring him back from the dead. But, if he dies in that state something worse will happen, something only the Moon Lord can fix. I never intended to go through with the project when I learned how to do, I was pushed to prove my genius, looks like all that did was get me killed."
"He was intended to be a weapon, wasn't he?" He asked, honestly worried.
"Yes, and I regret ever coming up with the idea for him, it was just a mistake, a mistake he never deserved to be a part of. Ever since the day of my death I have come to nothing but regrets, no matter where I turned in my mind it always regretted. There is no comfort in knowing what I did, such an innocent soul corrupted by a godly power, he is not even aware of what a danger he is. The kind of danger he never wanted to be, he never wanted to be the monster to wipe all of the terrarians from the face of this world. I can't say I ever wanted to create such a thing either, mainly when it would result in my own death." He explained to Calder, his red eyes closing in sorrow.
Calder looked shocked, he had never heard someone so sorrowful about something they had done. Normally because what they did only affect them or close friends, but this mistake affected everyone on the island, monster or not. Relo would slay them all if they pushed him too far, and knowing some of his kind it would only be a matter of time. "Able can you sense if he's in danger?" Calder asked him.
"Yes, I have a feeling the curse is what helps with that, and currently he is normal, not mad or sad, just perfectly calm. It's only a matter of time before disaster strikes, though, and then I'll only be able to regret what I wasn't able to stop." He responded, eyes looking at the ground.
"Able, if it ever comes, I will try my best to help stop it, and I will die trying if I am meant to. This island means more to me than you know, I have lived here my whole life, even if it has been in the ocean. I won't let my home become a destroyed wasteland, no matter what happens, and that should be the same for you." He told him, determination glowing in his eyes.
"I understand, and I will follow behind you always in that choice, regardless if it means being trapped forever. You are a brave young duke fishron, and that is what makes people really like you, you aren't willing to give up. You are like Relo, and that is really attractive to people, it brings them together. Being brave is in your nature, but you will do anything to survive, something I wanted to be, even if I was unable to." Able told him, his eyes showing happiness, and relief, he truly wanted to right his wrongs.
Calder watched him, reading his expressions for a response, he was trying to understand what the other was feeling right about now. He now knew he was the main scientist on the project, and he would know the most about it. "So what did that project with Relo intend?" Calder asked him, wondering if he could respond.
"Well," The wraith spoke," it had a lot to do with changing the way internals worked to allow the bypass for The Birth of the Rainbow, and if the one who it is implanted into is put into awful danger the state will activate automatically. The cultists have been leading him away from such an awful fate, but Relo won't listen. He's too stubborn, and if he dies, the state will activate immediately, and bring him back from the dead. But, if he dies in that state something worse will happen, something only the Moon Lord can fix. I never intended to go through with the project when I learned how to do, I was pushed to prove my genius, looks like all that did was get me killed."
"He was intended to be a weapon, wasn't he?" He asked, honestly worried.
"Yes, and I regret ever coming up with the idea for him, it was just a mistake, a mistake he never deserved to be a part of. Ever since the day of my death I have come to nothing but regrets, no matter where I turned in my mind it always regretted. There is no comfort in knowing what I did, such an innocent soul corrupted by a godly power, he is not even aware of what a danger he is. The kind of danger he never wanted to be, he never wanted to be the monster to wipe all of the terrarians from the face of this world. I can't say I ever wanted to create such a thing either, mainly when it would result in my own death." He explained to Calder, his red eyes closing in sorrow.
Calder looked shocked, he had never heard someone so sorrowful about something they had done. Normally because what they did only affect them or close friends, but this mistake affected everyone on the island, monster or not. Relo would slay them all if they pushed him too far, and knowing some of his kind it would only be a matter of time. "Able can you sense if he's in danger?" Calder asked him.
"Yes, I have a feeling the curse is what helps with that, and currently he is normal, not mad or sad, just perfectly calm. It's only a matter of time before disaster strikes, though, and then I'll only be able to regret what I wasn't able to stop." He responded, eyes looking at the ground.
"Able, if it ever comes, I will try my best to help stop it, and I will die trying if I am meant to. This island means more to me than you know, I have lived here my whole life, even if it has been in the ocean. I won't let my home become a destroyed wasteland, no matter what happens, and that should be the same for you." He told him, determination glowing in his eyes.
"I understand, and I will follow behind you always in that choice, regardless if it means being trapped forever. You are a brave young duke fishron, and that is what makes people really like you, you aren't willing to give up. You are like Relo, and that is really attractive to people, it brings them together. Being brave is in your nature, but you will do anything to survive, something I wanted to be, even if I was unable to." Able told him, his eyes showing happiness, and relief, he truly wanted to right his wrongs.
Calder crossed the nearby forest, yawning. It was awfully late, and way past the time he should have slept, but he could not stop heading forward after hearing about Able, and Relo's situation. The wraith was following him, his red eyes examining the area around them. He finally landed down in a large pond because he was so tired, it had been a while since he had slept. Able floated over and patted his head, knowing he was probably really tired, the wraith was tired all the time, but he was not of the living so it didn't matter.
Able simply floated there watching the Duke Fishron sleep, and keeping track of any nearby humans who wanted to mess around. A human passed by but didn't seem to notice the two, simply paying attention to something else. They spent the whole night like this until it was finally morning, and Calder woke up, stretching as well as moving his wings in the water. Able seemed to have been distracted thinking about something, his ghostly aura lightly flowing around him. Calder made a noise, and pulled him from his thoughts, causing the wraith to look over at him.
"So are you ready to go to the next area?" Able asked him, red eyes looking at his state.
"More ready than I'll ever be, I wonder if Relo is up ahead?" Calder responded, asking about the destroyer.
"No question about that one, I sense him close by, he is probably around here sleeping." The wraith told him, watching him fly out of the water to continue on.
Able followed him closely behind, managing to keep up with Calder with no problem. He did see the Duke Fishron stop when he ran into Relo though, who was resting on top of a mountain next to a village. Relo woke up when he heard them around, eye locking with Able's immediately, the Destroyer seemed shocked, and a tad bit afraid? Able gave a sympathetic look, his red eyes going soft, causing Relo to look down in sadness. "I forgive you, by the way." Able softly told him, eyes not expressing anything but a sad truth.
"I thought that you would hate me, I thought that you would blame me, I though it was my fault! But, you are so nice, and don't blame me for something neither of us had any control over." Relo said, his eyes getting a bit sadder each time he spoke.
"I could have done something, but unfortunately fate had other plans my dear worm friend. I can't go back, so why should it matter now, the only thing I know is that I care so much about you and if fate says one thing the other way. I won't be able to stop it, I will not be able to save you!" Able told him loudly, causing the destroyer to make a distraught sound.
"I'll try to be more careful for you Able, but just so you know, not everything that happens can be stopped like you already said. I hope everything turns out okay, I don't want to make you sad or regret anything more than you already do." Relo told him, what could be described as a sad smile crossing his robotic face.
"Calder, you have proven so much already, I wonder what more the world has in store for you? I recommend stopping by the dungeon soon, the lunar cultists are supposedly starting something, and it appears that they need someone to see it. They just told me to be there, probably because someone is going to try to stop them. While I don't normally do stuff like this, I'd much rather Rylan not get shot or something, he is pretty hardy, but I still don't trust him." Relo told him, thinking about the lunatic cultist.
"Alright, I was headed that way as it was. I'm sure Able would like to come as well, after all the only reason he is a wraith is the fault of the lunar cult." Calder told him, watching Relo give a confused look.
Able held up his arm, the bright cyan eye on it glowing when it came into view. Relo seemed entranced by it, but shook his head, as if he knew something was wrong about staring that way. Able noticed the way he was acting but simply thought it was an effect of the marking, as Calder looked at it pretty closely for a little bit. "Anyways, see you guys at the dungeon, there isn't much more to do, and the dungeon isn't too far away," Relo said to them, digging into the ground, and leaving.
The two simply shrugged, and headed towards the dungeon, having to cross through a desert on the way to it.
Able simply floated there watching the Duke Fishron sleep, and keeping track of any nearby humans who wanted to mess around. A human passed by but didn't seem to notice the two, simply paying attention to something else. They spent the whole night like this until it was finally morning, and Calder woke up, stretching as well as moving his wings in the water. Able seemed to have been distracted thinking about something, his ghostly aura lightly flowing around him. Calder made a noise, and pulled him from his thoughts, causing the wraith to look over at him.
"So are you ready to go to the next area?" Able asked him, red eyes looking at his state.
"More ready than I'll ever be, I wonder if Relo is up ahead?" Calder responded, asking about the destroyer.
"No question about that one, I sense him close by, he is probably around here sleeping." The wraith told him, watching him fly out of the water to continue on.
Able followed him closely behind, managing to keep up with Calder with no problem. He did see the Duke Fishron stop when he ran into Relo though, who was resting on top of a mountain next to a village. Relo woke up when he heard them around, eye locking with Able's immediately, the Destroyer seemed shocked, and a tad bit afraid? Able gave a sympathetic look, his red eyes going soft, causing Relo to look down in sadness. "I forgive you, by the way." Able softly told him, eyes not expressing anything but a sad truth.
"I thought that you would hate me, I thought that you would blame me, I though it was my fault! But, you are so nice, and don't blame me for something neither of us had any control over." Relo said, his eyes getting a bit sadder each time he spoke.
"I could have done something, but unfortunately fate had other plans my dear worm friend. I can't go back, so why should it matter now, the only thing I know is that I care so much about you and if fate says one thing the other way. I won't be able to stop it, I will not be able to save you!" Able told him loudly, causing the destroyer to make a distraught sound.
"I'll try to be more careful for you Able, but just so you know, not everything that happens can be stopped like you already said. I hope everything turns out okay, I don't want to make you sad or regret anything more than you already do." Relo told him, what could be described as a sad smile crossing his robotic face.
"Calder, you have proven so much already, I wonder what more the world has in store for you? I recommend stopping by the dungeon soon, the lunar cultists are supposedly starting something, and it appears that they need someone to see it. They just told me to be there, probably because someone is going to try to stop them. While I don't normally do stuff like this, I'd much rather Rylan not get shot or something, he is pretty hardy, but I still don't trust him." Relo told him, thinking about the lunatic cultist.
"Alright, I was headed that way as it was. I'm sure Able would like to come as well, after all the only reason he is a wraith is the fault of the lunar cult." Calder told him, watching Relo give a confused look.
Able held up his arm, the bright cyan eye on it glowing when it came into view. Relo seemed entranced by it, but shook his head, as if he knew something was wrong about staring that way. Able noticed the way he was acting but simply thought it was an effect of the marking, as Calder looked at it pretty closely for a little bit. "Anyways, see you guys at the dungeon, there isn't much more to do, and the dungeon isn't too far away," Relo said to them, digging into the ground, and leaving.
The two simply shrugged, and headed towards the dungeon, having to cross through a desert on the way to it.
Eventually, Calder and Able made their way through the desert and stopped at the dungeon to rest from the heat. Rylan was resting against a pillar watching the two, his yellow eyes expressing curiosity. He walked over to them, and greeted them, "Hello Calder, and Able."
Able gave him an intense stare, it was clear the wraith wasn't a fan of the Lunatic Cultist after what the last one did to him. Rylan held his gloved hands up in a sort of defensive motion, motioning he had no ill intention. The wraith huffed and held up his arm, the cyan eye glowing in response to the cultist's presence. "Do you know about that mark, Rylan?" Calder asked, trying to get the sand off of himself.
"Yes, it is inflicted very rarely by the one we worship, he only commands this done to those that are somehow important." He stated, examining it closely.
Rylan P.o.V:
'Did you really inflict this on the scientist that caused 'The Birth of the Rainbow' to be a threat?' I asked the Moon Lord in my head, who simply thought about it.
'Well, it was a good idea, he's the only one who knows how to turn it off, as he is the one who made the components for it. Able might also be useful for other things, seeing as he is a wraith now.' Moon Lord told me in my mind, making a small noise.
"Anyways, do you want to see our ritual, did Relo tell you about it?" I asked, getting a nod from the two.
Relo finally dug out of the ground resting by me, a light frown on his face. I didn't blame him for feeling like something was wrong, I had a bad feeling as well. There was a very strong person lurking around earlier, and they could have killed me easily if they had surprised me. I gathered the other cultists, and they began to chant, and the Mysterious Tablet lit up as their chanting began. I sat under the Tablet, closing my eyes as I felt power begin to move through me like I was a conduit for it.
I looked up when I heard something moving in the grass, the monsters weren't the one's doing it, and any rituals before always scared the other monsters away. I heard something with my more sensitive ears, it was like the sounds of someone preparing a sniper rifle. Calder and Relo must have heard it as well, they were paying attention to the area where the sound came from. I tried to tell Relo to back off, aware of what would happen if he didn't, but the Destroyer was stubborn, shaking his head no. I heard a rifle shot, and my eyes widened things began to go in slow motion for me.
I saw that Relo had jumped in front of me, and the bullet went straight into the metal just below his eye. A lethal shot, the Destroyer dropped to the ground after that, his blood falling out of the hole, it was powder unlike what you would think. I heard Calder roar, and it wasn't long before I heard him tearing the person to pieces. The guy had also taken care of the other cultists, and I felt the Mysterious Tablet's energy flow into me, causing me to feel a lot more powerful. I wasn't only powerful, but angry, what were we to do?!
Relo's true power would now show itself, and we would be nothing against it. The only one who has a chance is Moon Lord, and he's currently sealed by the Lunar Pillars that will rise soon. Maybe if the power allows him to kill other things he would destroy the pillars in his rage? I waved for Calder, and Able to follow me, flying off as the two followed behind me, it was only a matter of time before Relo began his slaughter that no one could stop. We landed on a sky island away from him and rested there, I had to think about what to do other than waiting, those pillars would be rising soon.
I felt the whole world shake as the pillars rose from their sealed places into the world. We were closest to the Solar Pillar, and fire rained from the sky, a large orange moon taking precedence in the sky. I didn't know what to do, this had all happened so fast, and now that I was empowered by the Moon Lord I felt like I had more responsibility.
'Rylan, you will be alright. The Pillar's have a special mechanism for things like this, it is typical to unseal me, and disappear to let me deal with this stuff. They are non-living but were made to be aware of real threats, but I don't think the rest of the Terrarians are gonna be in good shape after this.' Moon Lord explained in my head, and I sighed.
'Just concentrate your power, anything will help you with this problem right now. There was a reason I decided to talk to you, you seemed so shy, and normal compared to the rest of the people found around the cult. Your intrigue with the lunar, and celestial is what caused me to pick you, you were open to whatever, it didn't matter to you. That takes a lot of courage, especially with all the stuff I made you go through.' He told me, and I smiled under my mask.
He was right, I didn't need to be so worried unless I am actually in danger. Relo wasn't up yet, but he would be soon.
Able gave him an intense stare, it was clear the wraith wasn't a fan of the Lunatic Cultist after what the last one did to him. Rylan held his gloved hands up in a sort of defensive motion, motioning he had no ill intention. The wraith huffed and held up his arm, the cyan eye glowing in response to the cultist's presence. "Do you know about that mark, Rylan?" Calder asked, trying to get the sand off of himself.
"Yes, it is inflicted very rarely by the one we worship, he only commands this done to those that are somehow important." He stated, examining it closely.
Rylan P.o.V:
'Did you really inflict this on the scientist that caused 'The Birth of the Rainbow' to be a threat?' I asked the Moon Lord in my head, who simply thought about it.
'Well, it was a good idea, he's the only one who knows how to turn it off, as he is the one who made the components for it. Able might also be useful for other things, seeing as he is a wraith now.' Moon Lord told me in my mind, making a small noise.
"Anyways, do you want to see our ritual, did Relo tell you about it?" I asked, getting a nod from the two.
Relo finally dug out of the ground resting by me, a light frown on his face. I didn't blame him for feeling like something was wrong, I had a bad feeling as well. There was a very strong person lurking around earlier, and they could have killed me easily if they had surprised me. I gathered the other cultists, and they began to chant, and the Mysterious Tablet lit up as their chanting began. I sat under the Tablet, closing my eyes as I felt power begin to move through me like I was a conduit for it.
I looked up when I heard something moving in the grass, the monsters weren't the one's doing it, and any rituals before always scared the other monsters away. I heard something with my more sensitive ears, it was like the sounds of someone preparing a sniper rifle. Calder and Relo must have heard it as well, they were paying attention to the area where the sound came from. I tried to tell Relo to back off, aware of what would happen if he didn't, but the Destroyer was stubborn, shaking his head no. I heard a rifle shot, and my eyes widened things began to go in slow motion for me.
I saw that Relo had jumped in front of me, and the bullet went straight into the metal just below his eye. A lethal shot, the Destroyer dropped to the ground after that, his blood falling out of the hole, it was powder unlike what you would think. I heard Calder roar, and it wasn't long before I heard him tearing the person to pieces. The guy had also taken care of the other cultists, and I felt the Mysterious Tablet's energy flow into me, causing me to feel a lot more powerful. I wasn't only powerful, but angry, what were we to do?!
Relo's true power would now show itself, and we would be nothing against it. The only one who has a chance is Moon Lord, and he's currently sealed by the Lunar Pillars that will rise soon. Maybe if the power allows him to kill other things he would destroy the pillars in his rage? I waved for Calder, and Able to follow me, flying off as the two followed behind me, it was only a matter of time before Relo began his slaughter that no one could stop. We landed on a sky island away from him and rested there, I had to think about what to do other than waiting, those pillars would be rising soon.
I felt the whole world shake as the pillars rose from their sealed places into the world. We were closest to the Solar Pillar, and fire rained from the sky, a large orange moon taking precedence in the sky. I didn't know what to do, this had all happened so fast, and now that I was empowered by the Moon Lord I felt like I had more responsibility.
'Rylan, you will be alright. The Pillar's have a special mechanism for things like this, it is typical to unseal me, and disappear to let me deal with this stuff. They are non-living but were made to be aware of real threats, but I don't think the rest of the Terrarians are gonna be in good shape after this.' Moon Lord explained in my head, and I sighed.
'Just concentrate your power, anything will help you with this problem right now. There was a reason I decided to talk to you, you seemed so shy, and normal compared to the rest of the people found around the cult. Your intrigue with the lunar, and celestial is what caused me to pick you, you were open to whatever, it didn't matter to you. That takes a lot of courage, especially with all the stuff I made you go through.' He told me, and I smiled under my mask.
He was right, I didn't need to be so worried unless I am actually in danger. Relo wasn't up yet, but he would be soon.
Relo's body began to lurch as the program began to take effect his powdery blood stopped falling, and the last bit of it took on a rainbow color. His eyes began to open up, glowing a bright white, and then all of the changed to different colors, flashing between them at random. He didn't speak, and a very visceral growl came from the depths of his mechanical body. He then let out a very distorted roar that shook the very world around him, a mass amount of power being released upon the world as this roar shook it. Rylan jumped, and looked terrified, he felt nothing but fear and dread, that roar was so unnatural for anything in this world.
He soon heard lasers being fired, and people crying out in horror. That distorted roar coming out again as Relo ripped the nearby village apart, those rainbow eyes showing no sense of regret or anything else even. He appeared to have lost all emotion, and the hole in his face remained, he was a moving corpse with little desire other than to destroy. So far from what he used to be like, soft, nice, and caring, even if it was far from what he would have thought to have been like. Rylan's eyes widened when Relo grabbed a man with his mouth, using the buzzsaw blades on the inside to grind him into pieces, and causing blood to stain the destroyer's face.
Relo locked eyes with the cultist soon after that, watching him jump down from the island with Calder and Able not too far behind him. Rylan summoned the power of the nearby pillar, his hands lighting up with the power of the solar pillar. Able seemed to be examining the hole on his face and thinking about the plate of metal, and other vital things around there. "Calder." Able whispered.
"What is it?" Calder whispered back, curious what he was wanting to tell him.
"If you can get a decent amount of water into that hole you will short out the connections to his vital pieces of machinery. That will kill him again, but hopefully, the form after this won't be as bad, and if we manage to do that before Moon Lord gets here we won't have issues." Rylan explained to him in a whisper, the pig dragon nodding back.
Calder taunted the aggressive corpse, causing it to roar back, and charge at him. He rushed off with Relo on his tail, avoiding the Destroyer jumping at him in an attempt to completely remove his flight capability. The corpse stopped short of the ocean, and Calder summoned a sharknado, water whipping up where he caused it to appear. Fishron began to launch from the tornado, hitting Relo directly, but they seemed to all be missing his face. Calder then saw that the Destroyer had used his tail to cover his face, making sure nothing got near that hole in his face.
Able frowned watching from a distance, he could not really do much, as compared to the other three he was just a normal monster. They all counted as bosses, a rarer type of monster with lots more durability, and might than a simple wraith like him. Rylan ran towards the beach, fire from the Solar pillar flying off of his hands, and impacting the Destroyer who was blocking his face in the back. It wasn't long before Relo turned, and side swiped with his tail, hitting Rylan directly sending him flying into the nearby palm trees. The cultist cried out, his blood spurting out of his mouth, staining the inside of his mask, and dripping out the bottom of it onto his robe.
'Rylan! Your ribs are shattered to pieces, what am I going to do with you, always so reckless.' Moon Lord called, actually worried for the cultist.
'I'll be f-fine, but for right n-now, we n-need to take ca-care of him.' He responded back, more blood dripping from his mouth.
'Rylan.... Go to the pillars, have the wraith help you. The monsters should not attack you, pray to the pillars, Calder will be fine. You have to get me to help you, there is no other way.' He told him, still quite worried the little terrarian would die from the hard hit he just took.
"Able, take me to the pillars, please....!" Rylan called out to him, sighing when the wraith picked him up despite his ghostly form.
Relo tried to charge at them, but he ended up stopped by Calder who roared out when the Destroyer's teeth stuck through his thick hide. "GO NOW!" Calder roared out, causing Able to fly faster than he ever had.
They soon arrived at the Solar Pillar, and the solar monsters simply stared, watching the cultist bow before the pillar. A crawltipede appeared next to the cultist simply watching him carefully. Able watched the bleeding cultist pray in a language quite unlike the one they used, perhaps it was lunar speak. The monsters around him seemed to join in, a loud chant starting with Rylan in the middle. The pillar's shield soon vanished, and the pillar itself disappeared into thin air, the monsters going with it.
They heard Calder roar in pain, it turned out Relo had thrown him quite a ways, but not after leaving four massive holes in his side. It didn't hit anything major, but it looked very painful, his blood pooling on the ground under him. He flew back up, and whipped up another two sharknados, blocking Relo off from getting closer to the other two. The corpse roared again, blocking with his tail to protect himself from the onslaught, he didn't seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. Rylan let Able pick him back up, and the two rushed the next pillar was the Vortex Pillar, the sky becoming greener the closer they got.
He soon heard lasers being fired, and people crying out in horror. That distorted roar coming out again as Relo ripped the nearby village apart, those rainbow eyes showing no sense of regret or anything else even. He appeared to have lost all emotion, and the hole in his face remained, he was a moving corpse with little desire other than to destroy. So far from what he used to be like, soft, nice, and caring, even if it was far from what he would have thought to have been like. Rylan's eyes widened when Relo grabbed a man with his mouth, using the buzzsaw blades on the inside to grind him into pieces, and causing blood to stain the destroyer's face.
Relo locked eyes with the cultist soon after that, watching him jump down from the island with Calder and Able not too far behind him. Rylan summoned the power of the nearby pillar, his hands lighting up with the power of the solar pillar. Able seemed to be examining the hole on his face and thinking about the plate of metal, and other vital things around there. "Calder." Able whispered.
"What is it?" Calder whispered back, curious what he was wanting to tell him.
"If you can get a decent amount of water into that hole you will short out the connections to his vital pieces of machinery. That will kill him again, but hopefully, the form after this won't be as bad, and if we manage to do that before Moon Lord gets here we won't have issues." Rylan explained to him in a whisper, the pig dragon nodding back.
Calder taunted the aggressive corpse, causing it to roar back, and charge at him. He rushed off with Relo on his tail, avoiding the Destroyer jumping at him in an attempt to completely remove his flight capability. The corpse stopped short of the ocean, and Calder summoned a sharknado, water whipping up where he caused it to appear. Fishron began to launch from the tornado, hitting Relo directly, but they seemed to all be missing his face. Calder then saw that the Destroyer had used his tail to cover his face, making sure nothing got near that hole in his face.
Able frowned watching from a distance, he could not really do much, as compared to the other three he was just a normal monster. They all counted as bosses, a rarer type of monster with lots more durability, and might than a simple wraith like him. Rylan ran towards the beach, fire from the Solar pillar flying off of his hands, and impacting the Destroyer who was blocking his face in the back. It wasn't long before Relo turned, and side swiped with his tail, hitting Rylan directly sending him flying into the nearby palm trees. The cultist cried out, his blood spurting out of his mouth, staining the inside of his mask, and dripping out the bottom of it onto his robe.
'Rylan! Your ribs are shattered to pieces, what am I going to do with you, always so reckless.' Moon Lord called, actually worried for the cultist.
'I'll be f-fine, but for right n-now, we n-need to take ca-care of him.' He responded back, more blood dripping from his mouth.
'Rylan.... Go to the pillars, have the wraith help you. The monsters should not attack you, pray to the pillars, Calder will be fine. You have to get me to help you, there is no other way.' He told him, still quite worried the little terrarian would die from the hard hit he just took.
"Able, take me to the pillars, please....!" Rylan called out to him, sighing when the wraith picked him up despite his ghostly form.
Relo tried to charge at them, but he ended up stopped by Calder who roared out when the Destroyer's teeth stuck through his thick hide. "GO NOW!" Calder roared out, causing Able to fly faster than he ever had.
They soon arrived at the Solar Pillar, and the solar monsters simply stared, watching the cultist bow before the pillar. A crawltipede appeared next to the cultist simply watching him carefully. Able watched the bleeding cultist pray in a language quite unlike the one they used, perhaps it was lunar speak. The monsters around him seemed to join in, a loud chant starting with Rylan in the middle. The pillar's shield soon vanished, and the pillar itself disappeared into thin air, the monsters going with it.
They heard Calder roar in pain, it turned out Relo had thrown him quite a ways, but not after leaving four massive holes in his side. It didn't hit anything major, but it looked very painful, his blood pooling on the ground under him. He flew back up, and whipped up another two sharknados, blocking Relo off from getting closer to the other two. The corpse roared again, blocking with his tail to protect himself from the onslaught, he didn't seem like he was going to stop anytime soon. Rylan let Able pick him back up, and the two rushed the next pillar was the Vortex Pillar, the sky becoming greener the closer they got.
Rylan immediately dropped to his knees at the next pillar, the chant starting as the monsters around them joined in. Even Able found himself hooked into the chant as if he knew the words deep down but wasn't aware why. The pillar's shield vanished, and the monsters did as well when the pillar vanished into thin air. The more time went by the more his black blood fell, but he wasn't anywhere near faltering because of his injuries. Rylan felt something changing inside him the closer they got to the last pillar it was strange, but maybe it was his destiny the whole time.
They finally arrived at the Stardust Pillar, the monsters were already gathered around waiting for them. Rylan chanted even more than before, the power of the other pillars he had already been to helping him to strengthen the chant, and cause it to go faster. Able's added chanting helped considerably, and the mark on his arm glowed brightly as he helped, his eyes taking on that same cyan color on his arm. Relo roared, he knew they were getting close to the last pillar, the Nebula Pillar, but Calder was still in his way. The two ran for the last pillar as fast as they could and soon arrived, starting the chant with the monsters already there, some bosses had joined as well, making the energy gain much more significant.
It wasn't long before Relo arrived, tossing Calder to the ground next to the group. The young one was clinging desperately to life, his eyes threatening to close, but he would not let them. His blood pooled under him, and he was panting hard trying to keep himself alive. Relo had ruptured one of his lungs, and he had a large cut on his side, blood rushing out onto the ground. Relo tried to rush for Rylan but was stopped when Able jumped in front of him, the wraith simply hissed at him, and he stopped short.
Relo P.o.V:
Something is so familiar about him, something, but I can't figure out what it is. Something about his presence is so calming, I can't bring myself to hurt him. If I remain like this for much longer the world will be torn apart, but I can't stop myself! My voice tried to come out, but all that came out was a low growl, I could not let this program control me! He won't move, and I can't hold myself back much longer, I can't.
I can'.....t, I c...a....n...'t. "H-h-help........m-me........" I finally spoke, it fading off as I began to lose control again.
Rylan P.o.v:
H-he asked for help, I could not believe my ears, he had managed to break from it to tell us he needed help. I want to help him, but this is the only way! I heard the barrier on the pillar dismiss itself, and it faded away along with the monsters. I turned to see Able be wiped off the face of existence in front of me, nothing but a pile of ghostly ashes on the ground. I then felt something snap inside me, and I felt the power from all the pillars resonate around me.
The world shook around me, and the world distorted with Moon Lord's arrival now imminent. I felt the power swell around me, and enter my body without a second thought. I began to change, and I screamed, the energy forming a massive field of power around me. Relo seemed repulsed by this, a voice coming from the sky above. "Rylan, for putting up with me for so long, and doing this for me. I claim you the Lunar Presence, the living incarnation of all things Lunar other than myself!" It called, and I heard it, it was him the Moon Lord!
I felt my body change, and I knew I had ascended to the next level, a presence, that was certainly something.
Moon Lord's P.o.V:
Rylan finally reached the level I had been waiting to grant him, and by proving himself worthy of this power he will now remain in this world as a representation of me. The Lunar Presence hasn't existed since times of old before this world was very consistent. The last sacrificed himself to stabilize this very world and make sure that it always showed the truth of the Lunar Lord. The pillars were the last bits of his energy left behind, and they weren't a seal, but rather a way to set the succession for the next Presence to arrive in the world. Anyone else would not have been able to do what Rylan did, as they need express instructions from me.
No-one's P.o.V:
Rylan looked pretty different, and his robe had opened in certain spots revealing a humanoid structure with features similar to some of the monsters of the pillars. He had a strange dome-like structure on his head and a tail like a Crawltipede or a Milkway Weaver, his eyes was the cyan color Moon lord was most known for. He had spikes on his back, and some tentacles falling from the front of his face, he also had set of bug wings on his back and was a tan color. He was more clearly a mix of the creatures found around the pillars. His eyes and various parts lit up and slowly changed between the colors of every pillar.
They finally arrived at the Stardust Pillar, the monsters were already gathered around waiting for them. Rylan chanted even more than before, the power of the other pillars he had already been to helping him to strengthen the chant, and cause it to go faster. Able's added chanting helped considerably, and the mark on his arm glowed brightly as he helped, his eyes taking on that same cyan color on his arm. Relo roared, he knew they were getting close to the last pillar, the Nebula Pillar, but Calder was still in his way. The two ran for the last pillar as fast as they could and soon arrived, starting the chant with the monsters already there, some bosses had joined as well, making the energy gain much more significant.
It wasn't long before Relo arrived, tossing Calder to the ground next to the group. The young one was clinging desperately to life, his eyes threatening to close, but he would not let them. His blood pooled under him, and he was panting hard trying to keep himself alive. Relo had ruptured one of his lungs, and he had a large cut on his side, blood rushing out onto the ground. Relo tried to rush for Rylan but was stopped when Able jumped in front of him, the wraith simply hissed at him, and he stopped short.
Relo P.o.V:
Something is so familiar about him, something, but I can't figure out what it is. Something about his presence is so calming, I can't bring myself to hurt him. If I remain like this for much longer the world will be torn apart, but I can't stop myself! My voice tried to come out, but all that came out was a low growl, I could not let this program control me! He won't move, and I can't hold myself back much longer, I can't.
I can'.....t, I c...a....n...'t. "H-h-help........m-me........" I finally spoke, it fading off as I began to lose control again.
Rylan P.o.v:
H-he asked for help, I could not believe my ears, he had managed to break from it to tell us he needed help. I want to help him, but this is the only way! I heard the barrier on the pillar dismiss itself, and it faded away along with the monsters. I turned to see Able be wiped off the face of existence in front of me, nothing but a pile of ghostly ashes on the ground. I then felt something snap inside me, and I felt the power from all the pillars resonate around me.
The world shook around me, and the world distorted with Moon Lord's arrival now imminent. I felt the power swell around me, and enter my body without a second thought. I began to change, and I screamed, the energy forming a massive field of power around me. Relo seemed repulsed by this, a voice coming from the sky above. "Rylan, for putting up with me for so long, and doing this for me. I claim you the Lunar Presence, the living incarnation of all things Lunar other than myself!" It called, and I heard it, it was him the Moon Lord!
I felt my body change, and I knew I had ascended to the next level, a presence, that was certainly something.
Moon Lord's P.o.V:
Rylan finally reached the level I had been waiting to grant him, and by proving himself worthy of this power he will now remain in this world as a representation of me. The Lunar Presence hasn't existed since times of old before this world was very consistent. The last sacrificed himself to stabilize this very world and make sure that it always showed the truth of the Lunar Lord. The pillars were the last bits of his energy left behind, and they weren't a seal, but rather a way to set the succession for the next Presence to arrive in the world. Anyone else would not have been able to do what Rylan did, as they need express instructions from me.
No-one's P.o.V:
Rylan looked pretty different, and his robe had opened in certain spots revealing a humanoid structure with features similar to some of the monsters of the pillars. He had a strange dome-like structure on his head and a tail like a Crawltipede or a Milkway Weaver, his eyes was the cyan color Moon lord was most known for. He had spikes on his back, and some tentacles falling from the front of his face, he also had set of bug wings on his back and was a tan color. He was more clearly a mix of the creatures found around the pillars. His eyes and various parts lit up and slowly changed between the colors of every pillar.
Relo tried to lash at him but was stopped when the Lunar Presence tapped him with a finger. He dropped to the ground but wasn't dead, the presence had to deal with him so Moon Lord would fix these issues. The Presence stuck his finger in the hole in Relo's face and blasted it with a jet of fire from his finger tip, frying the Destroyer's insides, and forcing him into shut down. The world distorted, and in a flash, the Moon Lord had arrived, quickly grabbing the Destroyer with one hand before his second revival started.
He held out his other hand, and the Lunar Presence landed on it, his eyes scanning the larger. Eventually, the two looked over to see Relo thrashing in Moon Lord's other hand, but his pupil was red, and his sclera was a pure black. They expressed even less emotion than before, and it looked that his insides were quite damaged, as he was sparking. Moon Lord simply placed a finger over the Destroyer, and he was put to sleep instantly, it looked like it would take a bit for him to fix this. Calder appeared to be just about to give up until the newly made Presence ran over to him and rested his hands on him.
"Calder, you'll be alright, I just need to concentrate." He told the Duke Fishron, focusing his powers to heal the wounds.
Calder's wounds filled with the strange multicolored energy, and he stopped bleeding, the fires of the solar pillar cauterizing the wounds as the rest worked to rebuild him. Stopping the blood loss, and repairing the flesh, he felt his blood flow back when the flesh was replaced, giving him some sort of new energy. The Presence cleaned the blood off of the Duke Fishron, patting his head when he was in good shape again. Calder moved his head into the pat, feeling better than he had in a while, not to mention how clear his mind was. He tried to hold back the tears when he saw the pile of ghostly ashes Able was in, but he could not, water dripping from his eyes.
The Presence smiled, the scientist had done his part, he could move on now. He would be appreciated up there, after all of the stuff he had done to fix the issue, even going as far to die again for them. Calder smiled as well, tears still flowing, but he understood, this journey had taught him quite a bit about sacrifice. He had sacrificed himself so the two could get this done, and so had his wraith companion. Relo would be absolutely devastated he almost killed them, and he felt the mechanical worm would probably hide.
Moon Lord was focusing a lot of power on the Destroyer, but probably because his insides were totally destroyed from the fire jet the Presence had blasted into his vital machinery. It wasn't soon after that before the two passed out, extremely stressed, and exhausted from the long day. The Duke Fishron moved his wing over the Presence, and the smaller had cuddled into his side. Moon Lord would wake them when he was done. The large lunar creature sighed and simply left the two to sleep, carefully repairing the machinery inside the Destroyer with his powers.
He simply smiled, after all, the three had done more than expected in the situation even if it seemed hopeless. He felt bad that they could not resurrect Able, but his task was done, and it was for the best that he moved on from this realm. The Lunar Presence's job was just starting, and it would be a long time before he passed away, as he was almost unkillable now from the high concentrations of lunar power that now flowed through his veins. He hoped Rylan would be up for the task, he had trusted the young one with so many things he would not trust anyone else with. He then decided to stop thinking about it, and get back to repairing the completely destroyed Relo before him, he felt the Destroyer didn't deserve what he got, and it was the right feeling to have.
Relo had never hurt a single soul that was terrarian or anything else really. He was careful and caring, quite the departure from others of his kind, and one would expect him to be angry because of his early childhood, but the blue-eyed mechanical worm refused to let it get on his nerves. He always seemed to try his best to overlook others mistakes if they were unintentional or small. He then got to some delicate parts and began to focus putting him back together slowly as to make sure everything was right. Rylan and Calder were now in a deep sleep and seemed to be sleeping off all the stress, and exhaustion.
He held out his other hand, and the Lunar Presence landed on it, his eyes scanning the larger. Eventually, the two looked over to see Relo thrashing in Moon Lord's other hand, but his pupil was red, and his sclera was a pure black. They expressed even less emotion than before, and it looked that his insides were quite damaged, as he was sparking. Moon Lord simply placed a finger over the Destroyer, and he was put to sleep instantly, it looked like it would take a bit for him to fix this. Calder appeared to be just about to give up until the newly made Presence ran over to him and rested his hands on him.
"Calder, you'll be alright, I just need to concentrate." He told the Duke Fishron, focusing his powers to heal the wounds.
Calder's wounds filled with the strange multicolored energy, and he stopped bleeding, the fires of the solar pillar cauterizing the wounds as the rest worked to rebuild him. Stopping the blood loss, and repairing the flesh, he felt his blood flow back when the flesh was replaced, giving him some sort of new energy. The Presence cleaned the blood off of the Duke Fishron, patting his head when he was in good shape again. Calder moved his head into the pat, feeling better than he had in a while, not to mention how clear his mind was. He tried to hold back the tears when he saw the pile of ghostly ashes Able was in, but he could not, water dripping from his eyes.
The Presence smiled, the scientist had done his part, he could move on now. He would be appreciated up there, after all of the stuff he had done to fix the issue, even going as far to die again for them. Calder smiled as well, tears still flowing, but he understood, this journey had taught him quite a bit about sacrifice. He had sacrificed himself so the two could get this done, and so had his wraith companion. Relo would be absolutely devastated he almost killed them, and he felt the mechanical worm would probably hide.
Moon Lord was focusing a lot of power on the Destroyer, but probably because his insides were totally destroyed from the fire jet the Presence had blasted into his vital machinery. It wasn't soon after that before the two passed out, extremely stressed, and exhausted from the long day. The Duke Fishron moved his wing over the Presence, and the smaller had cuddled into his side. Moon Lord would wake them when he was done. The large lunar creature sighed and simply left the two to sleep, carefully repairing the machinery inside the Destroyer with his powers.
He simply smiled, after all, the three had done more than expected in the situation even if it seemed hopeless. He felt bad that they could not resurrect Able, but his task was done, and it was for the best that he moved on from this realm. The Lunar Presence's job was just starting, and it would be a long time before he passed away, as he was almost unkillable now from the high concentrations of lunar power that now flowed through his veins. He hoped Rylan would be up for the task, he had trusted the young one with so many things he would not trust anyone else with. He then decided to stop thinking about it, and get back to repairing the completely destroyed Relo before him, he felt the Destroyer didn't deserve what he got, and it was the right feeling to have.
Relo had never hurt a single soul that was terrarian or anything else really. He was careful and caring, quite the departure from others of his kind, and one would expect him to be angry because of his early childhood, but the blue-eyed mechanical worm refused to let it get on his nerves. He always seemed to try his best to overlook others mistakes if they were unintentional or small. He then got to some delicate parts and began to focus putting him back together slowly as to make sure everything was right. Rylan and Calder were now in a deep sleep and seemed to be sleeping off all the stress, and exhaustion.
Rylan p.o.v:
I was woken up by Moon Lord’s voice, and stood up, shaking Calder awake. The Duke shook his head a bit, but he smiled when he looked up at Moon Lord. “So, is he okay?” I asked, curious about Relo.
“He’s fine, but he’s rather restless, then again what more do you expect from a worm like him. I managed to put everything in its proper place, but he’s still very upset he ended up killing Able for the second time.” The tentacled lord told them, getting a sigh.
“I’ll go talk to him, Rylan you have duties now, stay here with him, he’ll tell you,” Calder told me, and I sighed, but he was right.
I watched the Duke Fishron leave and looked up at the one who I once worshipped. I was now a part of his presence, the Lunar Presence. The one who kept order between the lunar elements, and the world of Terraria. Though he began to explain how this end could cause some future problems with creatures who didn’t develop normally, those of vicious nature, human creation, or even the stars above. The ones who made the cosmos, and he himself seem little more than an inconvenience.
Calder p.o.v:
I left Rylan to his duties it was for the better and found Relo resting out by the lake in front of the dungeon. “Morning Relo,” I called, getting a sigh, but he did respond with a good morning himself.
“How are you, Calder? You got hurt pretty badly during that fight, I have to thank Rylan for all he’s done.” Relo asked, closing his now cyan main eye that also bared a red pupil.
“I’m fine, you don’t have to beat yourself up about it, it wasn’t your fault. In fact, it might as well have been a mistake for Able to join that project in the first place, but regrets have their place. And he achieved his goal, he made it up to everyone, and you would have done the same thing that he did.” I told him, watching his let out a low whine.
I leaned against him a bit, and he leaned back into me. “You are so sweet Calder, I’m glad that I made friends with you. But I’m worried, is this all over? Or did my power, and the rise of a new Lunar Presence draw unwanted attention to our world, or awaken horrifying monster from the depth of the world, and the dimensions once sealed off?”
“We’ll find out in time friend, all we can do is wait. Maybe they’ll be something more exciting waiting around the corner if it does happen. I’m always up for more adventure, even if it might change us more than this little journey did. But that’s life isn’t it, life is an adventure, and just like a simple adventure, it can have its twists and turns. And I’ll be with you throughout it all.” I told him, getting a laugh, and a smile.
“Of course, thank you for reminding me, my friend. Let’s hope it will be enjoyable if it does happen. I wonder how it will turn out though. Will we make new friends? But as you said, only time will tell.” Relo chuckled softly, closing his eyes to sunbathe for a bit, I returned to the water for the first time in a while, rehydrating a bit.
No-one’s p.o.v:
Perhaps the two didn’t realize that their next adventure could have been right around the corner, but only time would tell, as they stated themselves. But for now, it was time to relax, and spend their time growing from their experiences. For them, it had been a year of strife, and the Duke who started off this simple tale was growing to become an adult. Relo himself had stopped aging as he hit twenty for some curious reason. But maybe on their next adventure, he could find out why it was something he never had much time to question before.
But this is a farewell, for now.
I was woken up by Moon Lord’s voice, and stood up, shaking Calder awake. The Duke shook his head a bit, but he smiled when he looked up at Moon Lord. “So, is he okay?” I asked, curious about Relo.
“He’s fine, but he’s rather restless, then again what more do you expect from a worm like him. I managed to put everything in its proper place, but he’s still very upset he ended up killing Able for the second time.” The tentacled lord told them, getting a sigh.
“I’ll go talk to him, Rylan you have duties now, stay here with him, he’ll tell you,” Calder told me, and I sighed, but he was right.
I watched the Duke Fishron leave and looked up at the one who I once worshipped. I was now a part of his presence, the Lunar Presence. The one who kept order between the lunar elements, and the world of Terraria. Though he began to explain how this end could cause some future problems with creatures who didn’t develop normally, those of vicious nature, human creation, or even the stars above. The ones who made the cosmos, and he himself seem little more than an inconvenience.
Calder p.o.v:
I left Rylan to his duties it was for the better and found Relo resting out by the lake in front of the dungeon. “Morning Relo,” I called, getting a sigh, but he did respond with a good morning himself.
“How are you, Calder? You got hurt pretty badly during that fight, I have to thank Rylan for all he’s done.” Relo asked, closing his now cyan main eye that also bared a red pupil.
“I’m fine, you don’t have to beat yourself up about it, it wasn’t your fault. In fact, it might as well have been a mistake for Able to join that project in the first place, but regrets have their place. And he achieved his goal, he made it up to everyone, and you would have done the same thing that he did.” I told him, watching his let out a low whine.
I leaned against him a bit, and he leaned back into me. “You are so sweet Calder, I’m glad that I made friends with you. But I’m worried, is this all over? Or did my power, and the rise of a new Lunar Presence draw unwanted attention to our world, or awaken horrifying monster from the depth of the world, and the dimensions once sealed off?”
“We’ll find out in time friend, all we can do is wait. Maybe they’ll be something more exciting waiting around the corner if it does happen. I’m always up for more adventure, even if it might change us more than this little journey did. But that’s life isn’t it, life is an adventure, and just like a simple adventure, it can have its twists and turns. And I’ll be with you throughout it all.” I told him, getting a laugh, and a smile.
“Of course, thank you for reminding me, my friend. Let’s hope it will be enjoyable if it does happen. I wonder how it will turn out though. Will we make new friends? But as you said, only time will tell.” Relo chuckled softly, closing his eyes to sunbathe for a bit, I returned to the water for the first time in a while, rehydrating a bit.
No-one’s p.o.v:
Perhaps the two didn’t realize that their next adventure could have been right around the corner, but only time would tell, as they stated themselves. But for now, it was time to relax, and spend their time growing from their experiences. For them, it had been a year of strife, and the Duke who started off this simple tale was growing to become an adult. Relo himself had stopped aging as he hit twenty for some curious reason. But maybe on their next adventure, he could find out why it was something he never had much time to question before.
But this is a farewell, for now.
Other stuff:
Day One, XXOOX, July 7th
I've been pulled into a program to exploit a power that can outclass the gods, but we need a viable host for this; that is the hardest part. We know the gods will try as hard as they can to stop this; we must not let them outsmart us, and hope that we manage to finish it before they get in the way too much. I am one of the main scientists on the project, and need to stay as close to the host as possible; I hope we do find one soon. Otherwise, we will be at this for a while; we've named the so-called power 'Birth of the Rainbow', and using it dulls out all feelings of pain; even emotions except for the strong ones. We already tried converting three other creatures into metal, and it was going well the Twins, and a Skeletron Prime.
I still have a bad feeling about this project, its wrong to defy the gods. As most know when you try to do this, bad things happen, as you would expect. I honestly wonder what our futures entail, regardless of the outcome. We have to go hunting for a creature to use the program on tomorrow no matter how much time it takes. We have a special instrument to help with this as well, it is a small box with a strange rainbow symbol carved into it, if something is compatible it will begin to glow, and that will show us who we can use it on.
I can only hope it goes well on, after all, maybe I worry too much. I guess it would be better to stop worrying and focus more on work.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day Two, XXOOX, July 8th
Today we went exploring to find a creature compatible with the upgrades we planned to make to the next creature turned robot. We found a young Eater of Worlds, a very docile one at that, he seemed uninterested in hurting anyone. This actually made people more friendly towards him, and he seems to enjoy being around us Terrarians unlike the other creatures of this world. His light blue eyes give away his younger age, as when an Eater of Worlds reaches maturity they lose their vibrant eye colors for the stale green most adults have. We are surprised to find a subject of around the age of fifteen, very much in the middle of his natural growth cycle.
The little guy is named Relo, a strange name for a creature so small, I say he's small, but the guy could crush my ribs by laying on me. He's a lot bigger than a person, just somewhat smaller than an adult. He introduced himself in a way that you would think of a teenager too, he is full of spunk, and it fits well into his age. We asked him if he would want to help us with any experiments, and that we needed a subject like him so we could finish. He said he would be okay with it because of his lack of family, and places to go, the poor teen was alone for the most part.
We took him into the lab, and gave him a room, we have started work on his new transformation, and it will take quite a while. After we got him back the cultists were there, and the lead cultist, the Lunatic Cultist told us that he had something to do with the future. He would not tell us what it was, but for some reason, I felt like that lunatic was smiling under his mask. Later on, I found out that he had cut my arm, and something was stuck into it, a strange looking amulet that had a sharp edge. I pulled it out when I was in the village nurse's office, and she wrapped it up with a bandage, letting me keep the amulet.
I was sitting around and found out it was actually a locket by playing with it. When it opened I found a note, the note said to visit the nearby hill on a full moon. It also said this was if I wanted to find out the truth about some of our research, and perhaps if we had progressed any. I had seen a strange symbol under all the writing, and it was the moon with a strange cyan eye that appeared to stare back. I put the note back, and kept the locket on my neck, wondering if this would go well at all the next time the full moon rolled around.
So far we had been proving to be able to get somewhere with research about something so old. I still feel that perhaps it is something we should have tried to stay away from rather than getting closer to. I do find it odd that the head cultist would want to see me, but if it helped, I guess I could let it slid. The other scientists have told me to be careful even if it wasn't a threatening meeting, they had right to say things like this, the cult was known to be a bit bad about keeping their calm. If all goes well it should be fine to keep going, but if not, I don't know what we will do.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day Three, XXOOX, July 15th
I should not have gone out to that meeting in light of the full moon last night. Something happened, and I don't feel like I'll be able to forget it. My head hurts, my body hurts, everything hurts, whatever that lunatic did to me really messed me up. I can't stop seeing some massive shadow over me in my daydreams, and nightmares, that cultist had something beyond wrong with them. Something was on the tip of the locket he stabbed me with as well, but he won't tell me what it was.
I went to the nurse shortly after, but she said she could not fix it, she said I was cursed. My blood had turned a ghastly black, and it seemed like the wound had become a marking in my arm that was like that same cyan eye in black. I don't know what to do about it, and I can't help but feel this was some sort of retribution from the gods about our project. I hope it goes a little faster now, but other than that the lunatic did tell me that we were making progress. As well as that our most recent experiment had a lot to do with 'The Birth of the Rainbow'.
I had a hard time thinking that Relo had anything to do with it, but I wondered what they meant. I told everyone about it when I got here, and they said that we should try to go through with the transfer after he was finished sometime. It would still be a little bit, we had to add the final touches to the newly converted Destroyer. The other two mechs were already finished, and they now had real names other than what they were known as. The Skeletron Prime took on the name Ven, and the Twins were named Spaz and Retin, based off of their original names.
They promised to help in any way they could, and they have been talking to Relo as well. The group seems to be getting along very well, even if it is very different for them now with their new bodies. I am honestly surprised that no one has noticed my pain from this mark yet. Although the newly converted robots seem to be very knowledgeable of it because Ven asked me about it when I was in a lot of pain. Perhaps changing them did not take away their natural senses, but rather amplified them.
Relo, in particular, seems to be feeling bad for me, even if he does not say anything. He was silent a lot, maybe he did not want to say anything. Perhaps it was a choice more than a forced thing, or he just didn't have anything to say. The others are the only one who can really get him to talk, but he does still vent to me, he knows I care at least. This pain has been getting bad, and I'm having a hard time concentrating as I write this, so I should probably go to bed.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day 4, XXOOX, July 18
We have finished the last few touches on Relo, and we have started the transfer for the Birth of the Rainbow program we made. We are not aware if this will work, but it will take a long time to get done. Around two weeks to be precise, but we know it will be worth it if we can get it to work. I never heard much about the program, but then again I only work well with more chemical or experimental stuff. I wonder what it took to figure the program out, or if it was even a program originally.
I am getting a lot more anxious as if something terrible is going to happen. The others just think my new wound is causing me to think irrationally, but I'd have to disagree. I wonder if they think I'm stupid or something, this is honestly so frustrating because of how they are acting. The pain is awful on the wound now, and I speculate I really am cursed, as it has not gone away. I know we Terrarians can be known for magic, but this was more powerful that I ever imagined.
I feel like the closer the end of the project gets the more the pain grows as if it is telling me to get away. The things I were seeing in my daydreams, and nightmares are getting clearer, and I'm having trouble sleeping. Relo often tells me when I fall asleep in the room while watching him I begin to scream and freak out in my nightmares. He often asks me if I'm alright when I wake up, and I always tell him I'm okay. I'm not okay, I'm lying to him, and myself, there is no way I'll be able to survive like this much longer.
I am going to go get the black wound checked out by the town wizard to see if he can figure out what it is. Hopefully, nothing will go bad while I am at the wizard's tower.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
*This entry is hastily scribbled onto the page of the journal.*
Day 5, XXOOX, August 1st
I got to the wizard tower and had the wound checked out, it turns out the wizard did know something about it. He told me it had something to do with a person's death, and if they could move on or not. He told me that the signs all pointed towards me dying, and becoming a wraith. I don't understand magic as well as some, but I'm not as sure that it can have precedence over someone's death. I heard something from the lab and ran out to see Relo ripping the building apart looking for something, and that something appeared to be me.
His eyes were red, and the process for the Birth of the Rainbow was only halfway finished. Something had gone wrong, be it because of the gods or not, and I am frightened. I ran back to the lab to get my journal, and I've ended up sealed in this room. I know Relo will find a way in eventually, but I will mark this book with a rune for its own safety. I heard him trying to break in just now, so I'm going to put the rune below these very words.
*A small green shield rune is placed under the last words, and under that is stains of black blood is blocking out the signature. The only parts that are able to be made out are Scientist, Birth, Rainbow, and the man's own name Abel.*
I've been pulled into a program to exploit a power that can outclass the gods, but we need a viable host for this; that is the hardest part. We know the gods will try as hard as they can to stop this; we must not let them outsmart us, and hope that we manage to finish it before they get in the way too much. I am one of the main scientists on the project, and need to stay as close to the host as possible; I hope we do find one soon. Otherwise, we will be at this for a while; we've named the so-called power 'Birth of the Rainbow', and using it dulls out all feelings of pain; even emotions except for the strong ones. We already tried converting three other creatures into metal, and it was going well the Twins, and a Skeletron Prime.
I still have a bad feeling about this project, its wrong to defy the gods. As most know when you try to do this, bad things happen, as you would expect. I honestly wonder what our futures entail, regardless of the outcome. We have to go hunting for a creature to use the program on tomorrow no matter how much time it takes. We have a special instrument to help with this as well, it is a small box with a strange rainbow symbol carved into it, if something is compatible it will begin to glow, and that will show us who we can use it on.
I can only hope it goes well on, after all, maybe I worry too much. I guess it would be better to stop worrying and focus more on work.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day Two, XXOOX, July 8th
Today we went exploring to find a creature compatible with the upgrades we planned to make to the next creature turned robot. We found a young Eater of Worlds, a very docile one at that, he seemed uninterested in hurting anyone. This actually made people more friendly towards him, and he seems to enjoy being around us Terrarians unlike the other creatures of this world. His light blue eyes give away his younger age, as when an Eater of Worlds reaches maturity they lose their vibrant eye colors for the stale green most adults have. We are surprised to find a subject of around the age of fifteen, very much in the middle of his natural growth cycle.
The little guy is named Relo, a strange name for a creature so small, I say he's small, but the guy could crush my ribs by laying on me. He's a lot bigger than a person, just somewhat smaller than an adult. He introduced himself in a way that you would think of a teenager too, he is full of spunk, and it fits well into his age. We asked him if he would want to help us with any experiments, and that we needed a subject like him so we could finish. He said he would be okay with it because of his lack of family, and places to go, the poor teen was alone for the most part.
We took him into the lab, and gave him a room, we have started work on his new transformation, and it will take quite a while. After we got him back the cultists were there, and the lead cultist, the Lunatic Cultist told us that he had something to do with the future. He would not tell us what it was, but for some reason, I felt like that lunatic was smiling under his mask. Later on, I found out that he had cut my arm, and something was stuck into it, a strange looking amulet that had a sharp edge. I pulled it out when I was in the village nurse's office, and she wrapped it up with a bandage, letting me keep the amulet.
I was sitting around and found out it was actually a locket by playing with it. When it opened I found a note, the note said to visit the nearby hill on a full moon. It also said this was if I wanted to find out the truth about some of our research, and perhaps if we had progressed any. I had seen a strange symbol under all the writing, and it was the moon with a strange cyan eye that appeared to stare back. I put the note back, and kept the locket on my neck, wondering if this would go well at all the next time the full moon rolled around.
So far we had been proving to be able to get somewhere with research about something so old. I still feel that perhaps it is something we should have tried to stay away from rather than getting closer to. I do find it odd that the head cultist would want to see me, but if it helped, I guess I could let it slid. The other scientists have told me to be careful even if it wasn't a threatening meeting, they had right to say things like this, the cult was known to be a bit bad about keeping their calm. If all goes well it should be fine to keep going, but if not, I don't know what we will do.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day Three, XXOOX, July 15th
I should not have gone out to that meeting in light of the full moon last night. Something happened, and I don't feel like I'll be able to forget it. My head hurts, my body hurts, everything hurts, whatever that lunatic did to me really messed me up. I can't stop seeing some massive shadow over me in my daydreams, and nightmares, that cultist had something beyond wrong with them. Something was on the tip of the locket he stabbed me with as well, but he won't tell me what it was.
I went to the nurse shortly after, but she said she could not fix it, she said I was cursed. My blood had turned a ghastly black, and it seemed like the wound had become a marking in my arm that was like that same cyan eye in black. I don't know what to do about it, and I can't help but feel this was some sort of retribution from the gods about our project. I hope it goes a little faster now, but other than that the lunatic did tell me that we were making progress. As well as that our most recent experiment had a lot to do with 'The Birth of the Rainbow'.
I had a hard time thinking that Relo had anything to do with it, but I wondered what they meant. I told everyone about it when I got here, and they said that we should try to go through with the transfer after he was finished sometime. It would still be a little bit, we had to add the final touches to the newly converted Destroyer. The other two mechs were already finished, and they now had real names other than what they were known as. The Skeletron Prime took on the name Ven, and the Twins were named Spaz and Retin, based off of their original names.
They promised to help in any way they could, and they have been talking to Relo as well. The group seems to be getting along very well, even if it is very different for them now with their new bodies. I am honestly surprised that no one has noticed my pain from this mark yet. Although the newly converted robots seem to be very knowledgeable of it because Ven asked me about it when I was in a lot of pain. Perhaps changing them did not take away their natural senses, but rather amplified them.
Relo, in particular, seems to be feeling bad for me, even if he does not say anything. He was silent a lot, maybe he did not want to say anything. Perhaps it was a choice more than a forced thing, or he just didn't have anything to say. The others are the only one who can really get him to talk, but he does still vent to me, he knows I care at least. This pain has been getting bad, and I'm having a hard time concentrating as I write this, so I should probably go to bed.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
Day 4, XXOOX, July 18
We have finished the last few touches on Relo, and we have started the transfer for the Birth of the Rainbow program we made. We are not aware if this will work, but it will take a long time to get done. Around two weeks to be precise, but we know it will be worth it if we can get it to work. I never heard much about the program, but then again I only work well with more chemical or experimental stuff. I wonder what it took to figure the program out, or if it was even a program originally.
I am getting a lot more anxious as if something terrible is going to happen. The others just think my new wound is causing me to think irrationally, but I'd have to disagree. I wonder if they think I'm stupid or something, this is honestly so frustrating because of how they are acting. The pain is awful on the wound now, and I speculate I really am cursed, as it has not gone away. I know we Terrarians can be known for magic, but this was more powerful that I ever imagined.
I feel like the closer the end of the project gets the more the pain grows as if it is telling me to get away. The things I were seeing in my daydreams, and nightmares are getting clearer, and I'm having trouble sleeping. Relo often tells me when I fall asleep in the room while watching him I begin to scream and freak out in my nightmares. He often asks me if I'm alright when I wake up, and I always tell him I'm okay. I'm not okay, I'm lying to him, and myself, there is no way I'll be able to survive like this much longer.
I am going to go get the black wound checked out by the town wizard to see if he can figure out what it is. Hopefully, nothing will go bad while I am at the wizard's tower.
~Head Scientist of the Birth of the Rainbow Project,
Abel
*This entry is hastily scribbled onto the page of the journal.*
Day 5, XXOOX, August 1st
I got to the wizard tower and had the wound checked out, it turns out the wizard did know something about it. He told me it had something to do with a person's death, and if they could move on or not. He told me that the signs all pointed towards me dying, and becoming a wraith. I don't understand magic as well as some, but I'm not as sure that it can have precedence over someone's death. I heard something from the lab and ran out to see Relo ripping the building apart looking for something, and that something appeared to be me.
His eyes were red, and the process for the Birth of the Rainbow was only halfway finished. Something had gone wrong, be it because of the gods or not, and I am frightened. I ran back to the lab to get my journal, and I've ended up sealed in this room. I know Relo will find a way in eventually, but I will mark this book with a rune for its own safety. I heard him trying to break in just now, so I'm going to put the rune below these very words.
*A small green shield rune is placed under the last words, and under that is stains of black blood is blocking out the signature. The only parts that are able to be made out are Scientist, Birth, Rainbow, and the man's own name Abel.*
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