Ooooooooooooh, this is the chapter one of this fanfiction, I started this before posting the prologue, it haves talking, travelling and some fights in the end. I'm up for try to use OCs that you send to me on PMs.
AN 1: I forgot to say that Avandil height is the same of Ruby's ( 5'2" or 1.57 meters ).
AN 2: The lack of 'resources' for necromancy said in the last chapter is because there were lacking corpses for bring back, just saying if someone was confused with it.
Thanks again for Itz Syndrome and Natdog for beta reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY, it belongs to Rooster Teeth, just saying.
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The young reincarnation awoke in a jump, feeling very excited for whatever Alnoth will answer to his newfound questions. With the black knight still on the same spot, but he could notice that he had the waterskin and satchel with him.
"I'm up!" Avandil exclaimed while stretching out, stifling a soft yawn with his hand.
"Good," Alnoth turned to him, "We will travel further north. Onrannor the secret castle lies there, two days on foot if my sense of direction is still working, one if we don't stop at night."
"Alright, here." Avandil picked up the cape and gave to Alnoth, receiving a low 'thanks' while strapping it on his back, complementing his dark knight look.
"But, there's someone tomb on our path, I advise you to not judge him very quickly." Alnoth advised while checking his equipment and sheathing his sword.
"Because he's ugly or...?"
"He's annoying and have a series of strange habits and quirks." He shivered a bit, "Just don't mention it, he's a very strong individual and even me would have trouble in defeating him in a one-on-one fight."
"Okay, would be rude anyway." The boy shrugged.
"Good, let's go." Alnoth said and started walking towards to North while glancing at a small leaf filled with water and an even smaller metal stick, maintaining his attention to their surroundings
Avandil followed right behind him in silence, trembling with excitement, not tired from yesterday.
"Let's keep the morale high for don't attract Grimm, don't keep thinking on negative things…" Alnoth muttured, Avandil making a mental note about this.
A large overturned tree blocked their path. Alnoth sighed and knelt for lift it, but Avandil made the half-dead tree gain the characteristic green veins, making its roots refixate the tree on ground.
Avandil gave a sheepishly look at Alnoth calculative stare, "Do that again."
"O-okay." He waved his glowing hand over the ground, grass and flowers quickly growing and blooming while Alnoth stared at the process.
"Arbormancy in an instinctual way...I'm impressed, young master. Arbormancy is the magic of manipulate plants, very difficult to learn since you need to be very connected to the life around you and don't have the limitation to use Dust." Avandil blushed with the praise, hiding his face with his hood.
"But it doesn't have many uses if you aren't inside a forest like here. I'll teach you a more...aggressive type of magic." He got up and showed his left arm. With a clench of fist, the blue glow turned into an angry red and fire erupted from his now open palm.
"Pyromancy…" Avandil muttered in amazement, with his expanded senses he could see Alnoth pale energy, but with a multicolored center inside him that was spreading a red color to his arm.
"Correct. I'm using Fire Dust for perform it, like most spells that your past self created need. Magic like this are very variated, with apprentices and commoners using simple spells like a fireball, and masters -like me- using more complex ones that require more…" He shaped the fire on his hand, swaying his arm high for create a flaming whip, "Focus, and a bit of creativity."
"Cool!" The boy gasped in even more amazement, seeing the flames dance around Alnoth hand before he dissipated them.
"My stock of Dust is low, but I'll let you have some of it. Persons with the Gift granted by other gifted, or born with it have a special thing in their body that makes them able to store Dust inside them." Alnoth explained while starting to walk again, picking a red vial and sipping it.
"Oooh, I want to try!" Avandil asked, with his bodyguard thinking for a moment before shrugging and giving the vial to him. The boy promptly gulped down the entire flask contents much to Alnoth shock.
It was a slightly mucky fluid with a spicy taste and a hint of cinnamon. "Feels good!" He commented while feeling the Dust pass his body.
"...okay...now try to focus on the feeling, and push it to your hands." Avandil done as he said, and fiery embers exited from his cupped hands, now having red glow.
He focused more changing to a bright red before a chaotic torrent of fire exploded from his palms high in the sky, pure raw unbridled power.
"Incredible… but not in the same degree that He had. Some even called him The Apocalypse Dragon when he used fire Dust." Alnoth commented, "And you also lack the focus to make more precise attacks."
Avandil nodded with a frown of discomfort, his flames died and he felt a weakness spread across his body, stumbling but Alnoth held him steadily by the shoulder. "I-I'm fine…"
"It's okay boy, most beginners would faint with so much power being summoned in a single spell." Alnoth explained before Avandil nodded and recovered from the sudden exhaustion.
The walk continued in silence, with the only sounds being the birds singing, leaves rustling in the wind, insects occasionally cricketing and sometimes boars snorting while eating. Alnoth kept his mind on edge, his hand going to his sword for check if it is there. While Avandil kept his senses expanded the highest that he could without tiring himself out, only getting slivers of colors due this.
Alnoth suddenly halted his tracks, holding his closed fist mentioning to Avandil stop quietly. He mentioned to his left with his hand towards a large thick bush.
The boy nodded and used his smaller frame for pass through it, peeking his head to see whatever was behind it.
A large clearing with sun rays passing through the green foliage, and with an equally big rectangular stone surrounded by flowers and broken stone pillars. It's color was an aged grey and edges strangely smoothed, being the length of one of the trees of Emerald Forest.
Avandil was awed with the size of the clearly man made stone object, stepping into the clearing for touch it's smooth surface.
"Ah...his coffin.." Alnoth said while following him, putting his hand on the large coffin top. "Well, time for wake him up...I hope that he changed a bit."
"How?" Young Avandil asked while rubbing his hands on the smooth surface.
"The same way that you awoke me, with a pulse." Alnoth arched an eyebrow with his master antics.
"Okay, I'll try." Avandil closed his eyes and tried to focus on the same feeling that he had when he awakened his powers and accidentally Alnoth too, a feeling of liberation as if he removed a weight from his shoulders. Green energy slowly exiting from his hands and entering inside the coffin.
Alnoth grabbed his shoulder and made him backpedal to the bush that they came from.
"It's better to stay away from it." He said answering the incoming question that would exit from the reincarnated god mouth. "Now watch…"
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The coffin suddenly exploded throwing dust everywhere, totally obscuring their vision. Avandil coughed a bit and covered his eyes, while Alnoth was unfazed with the show of destruction.
(For a better experience, put Pillar Men theme from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure or Fabulous Custodes theme from TTS.)
"MY MASTER AWAKENED MEEEEEEEE!" A deep baritone voice said from inside the dust cloud, with the sound of wood creaking and something akin to a yawn, being more like a boulder rolling down a hill.
A massive gust of wind kicked the dust away, revealing what or who was being contained by the coffin-
"Dust dammit… I wish that I didn't have eyes." Alnoth groaned, already feeling a headache incoming.
A massive figure was standing on what once was a stone coffin, his skin was a brownish with green veins, a ripped torso complemented by a set of abs and a six-pack, arms and legs thick as trunks and covered by pulsing muscles and a ragged leather loincloth. His head had a metal mask over his mouth, with glowing green eyes filled with glee and happiness, and long golden hair made of leaves.
"UOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGH!" He flexed his large arm muscles while giving a loud roar, shaking his head for letting his hair flow with the wind. Giving a nod of acceptance, he looked around and spotted two figures in the woods, immediately recognizing the taller one.
"HAHA! ALNOTH YOU LITTLE BASTARD, IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU!" He gave hearty, booming laughter and started to jog to their direction, making the ground shake with each stride that he made.
"I'm afraid that I can't say the same, Zeemo!" The wraith said with a little more force on his tone for his tall brother-in-arms hear.
"WHO IS THE LITTLE ONE? DON'T SAY THAT HE'S THE OLD MAN IN NEW FORM." The now named Zeemo asked, giving a cough-like chuckle. "AT LEAST HE HAS GOOD TASTE, TAKING ON SUCH A YOUTHFUL FORM."
Alnoth said nothing but poke Avandil back for he stop hiding behind him, "Go present yourself." He whispered to the boy, who nodded and gulped with a bit of fear from the giant tree-man.
"H-hi...I'm Avandil.." He meekly said to Zeemo trying to not sound too nervous, obviously failing completely, who made the giant give another laugh filled with mirth.
"HE'S EXACTLY LIKE THE OLD MAN SAID! HAHAHA! TELL ME ALNOTH, ARE WE FOLLOWING THE PLAN OR YOU'RE IMPROVISING A NEW ONE?" The tree-man asked ignoring the annoyed glare that Alnoth sent to him.
"Yes we are. Improvisation is for the desperate and weak minded." He huffed.
"BUT WHAT OF THE KUROYAMA MASSACRE? HMMM? DIDN'T YOU SOUND DESPERATE WHEN YOU FOUGHT THE EASTERN PRICKS?" Zeemo teased, making Alnoth freeze and give him a true death-glare. Avandil feeling murderous intent seeping from his personal guard.
"Never mention that place again, you extra sized dendrophile." Alnoth growled in anger, massaging his temples under his hood with his fingers.
"What's Kuroyuma? And what plan are you talking about?" Avandil asked innocently to the bickering duo.
"Nothing to preoccupy yourself with, Avandil. And the plan is to we head to Onrannor, the secret castle that I mentioned yesterday, and establish ourselves there." His guardian explained, giving deep unnecessary breaths to calm himself.
"WITH ME, THE JOURNEY WILL BE FASTER!" Zeemo exclaimed, "IT WILL BE LIKE A WALK IN THE PARK, AND I CAN EVEN TELL SOME STORIES TO LITTLE MASTER."
"Oh gods he's starting to tell puns too…" Alnoth whined while lowering his head.
"How, Mister Zeemo?" Avandil shuffled a bit on his spot, gaining the attention of the giant once more.
"ON MY SHOULDERS OBVIOUSLY!" He chuckled and kneeled, making the ground shake around them scaring a nearby squirrel to death. "...I'M GOING TO PRETEND THAT I DIDN'T SEE THAT." He murmured but it was high enough to be considered the tone that normal people speak, lowering his massive tree branches covered shoulders.
Avandil tried to hop on his shoulders, failing due to his diminutive height and providing a cute scene that was broken by Alnoth helping him, receiving a grumpy 'thanks'. Who quickly joined in, sitting securely on the same shoulder while leaning on the giant neck.
Alnoth glanced at the boy, who after securing himself gave a nod to the wraith. "We're ready, let's go to the north." He said to Zeemo, who gave a nod filled with determination.
The tree-man raised himself and entered in a steady march, stomping any tree, rock and obstacle that stands on his path. A cool gale passing on the height of his shoulders, drawing the attention of young Avandil to the direction that they are going, a distant blurred grey spot in distance standing like a sore dumb in the sea of emerald green of canopies, staring at his guardian and tutor he saw a feeling of distance in his blue eyes.
'I hope this ends well...and this insufferable dunce don't annoy me too much.' Alnoth growled inwardly at the thought, unnecessarily breathing in and out.
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"-THREE BOTTLES HANGING ON THE WALL, THREE BOTTLES HANGING ON THE WALL, IF ONE GREEN BOTTLE SHOULD ACCIDENTALLY FALL, THERE'LL BE TWO GREEN BOTTLES HANGING ON THE WALL-'" The tree-man chanted with Avandil, much to Alnoth rapidly degrading sanity, 'What did I do for such punishment?!' He mentally cried.
"One green bottle hanging on the wall, and if one green bottle should accidentally fall, there'll be no green bottles hanging on the waaaaaaaaaall."
'Finally silence.'
Zeemo and Avandil looked at each other with mischievous smirks mouthing, "One...two...three.." Breath in "ONE HUNDRED BOTTLES HANGING ON THE WALL-"
"ENOUGH FOR GRIMM SAKE OF THIS FUCKING SONG, THERE'S ENOUGH OF THIS BULLSHIT WE WALKED FIVE HOURS STRAIGHT WITH THIS DAMNED NOISE!-" Alnoth exploded in a tone that he never, never, uses.
"W-wha-"
"AND YOU DON'T SAY NOTHING YOU LITTLE...THING. I CAN'T INSULT YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE MY CREATOR AND SAVIOR'S LEGACY, AND IN HIS MEMORY I CAN'T LAY A FINGER ON YOU." He ranted to his young master.
"BUT-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU OVERGROWN PILE OF DISGUSTING FIREWOOD, AT LEAST YOU HAD THE EDUCATION OF NOT MAKING ANY FILTHY INNUENDOS THAT YOU LOVE TO SAY. WHEN WE REACH OUR PLACE I'LL USE MY SWORD TO CARVE OUT SWORD HANDLES FROM THESE MUSCLE-CRAP THAT YOU CALL VOCAL CHORDS. I'LL CUT OUT THAT OVERSIZED WEED THAT YOU CALL HAIR AND FLAY YOU ALIVE WITH IT, YOU TWAT."
Huff huff huff…
"B-b-big bro-"
"I'm fine...I'm fine...Sorry for the outburst." Alnoth sighed, slumping down his shoulders. His young master patted his back, with a small apologetic smile.
"HEH." The tree-man chuckled, gaining an irritated glare from the wraith. "IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I MADE YOU RANT LIKE THAT, ALNOTH. IT IS ALWAYS GOOD TO SEE THAT YOU AREN'T AN EMPTY HUSK AS MANY PEOPLE BELIEVED BACK HOME." Alnoth was taken back by the giant comment, a smile crossing his face before it quickly disappeared.
"Oh oh oh! Look, we are near it!" Avandil exclaimed while pointing forwards, a thick mist in their front that was so thick that it was impossible to see anything beyond it, even the sun rays couldn't penetrate.
Alnoth exchanged a glance with Zeemo and he extended his hand for Alnoth jump on it, lowering the wraith knight to the ground.
"I'll check it." He said, calmly walking towards the mist, it looked like an invisible wall was stopping it from spreading. He poked the mist alertly, gaining no aggressive responses he resolved to enter inside it.
Avandil was also lowered to the ground looking expectantly to where Alnoth entered, his shoulders tense and jaw clenched, the unknown made an atmosphere of tension-
A head poked out of the mist, "Hey, you need to see this." Alnoth said while entering once again, with the reincarnated god rushing to follow him.
"HEY WAIT FOR ME!" Zeemo shouted while making large ground shaking strides into the mysterious mist. After some rough seconds the cheerful duo saw what was beyond it, a large grey castle building, almost carved, from a lonely hill. Tall imposing walls were one kilometer away from the mystical barrier, with ballistas on top of towers and an equally big metal reinforced gate looking like something that something very hard to pry open.
"Wow…" Avandil was awed with the castle's magnificence, but a bit creeped out with the stillness and silence that the air had, almost like inside the mist nothing was alive. Crickets, birds, nothing…
A black armored hand rested on his hand, "Incredible, isn't it? It's an honor to be there after so much time sleeping in a cold damp cave." Alnoth said to him, gaining a nervous nod from the boy.
"HEADS UPPPP!" Zeemo rushed over them, almost crushing the duo.
"WAIT YOU IDIOT!" Alnoth barked at him, pursuing the careless tree-man.
"WAH!" Avandil whined while following his older brother figure.
The giant was much faster than them, reaching the gates in minutes of 'walking'. Slamming his hands on it he tried to push with all his might but to no avail, "DAMMIT! THEY OPEN FROM INSIDE!" He groaned while stopping from pushing.
"I knew that...I was going to warn you, idiot." Alnoth said reaching him with a very winded Avandil behind him. "We need to enter in an...unconventional way." He calmly walked to a section of the wall some meters away, which had a suspicious boulder. He picked a small circular object from his pocket that had an eye carved on it and waved on the boulder side, revealing an archway with a small room inside it, with carved stone walls, torch holders and a trap door.
"Wooow, a secret passage!" Avandil was a little awed with Alnoth's quick thinking, and his past self's ingenuity. He must have been very smart to do such a thing.
Alnoth facepalmed with how ridiculous the boy was in being impressionable. 'I must remedy this in the future, I don't want him to be so easily swayed with a simple trick.' He thought while storing the illusion dispeller.
"This will lead we to Onrannor, this castle, on the deepest parts of it." He explained while stepping in, picking a torch and igniting it's fire dust crystal for throw in the trap door hole. Illuminating a fifteen feet deep descent. Alnoth quickly started to climb the stairs down, with Avandil right before him, obviously Zeemo couldn't go with them so he stayed on the gate.
The wraith knight waved the torch fowards to the tunnel, igniting normal torches for extra light as he passed. Avandil senses being at the highest he could, gaining only some info of how old this place was, an old tunnel carved rapidly and without any finesse, only wanting to make a quick way to the-
A disgusting smell passed through his nostrils making the young boy gag and pinch his nose, his guardian obviously was unaffected with the smell. Alnoth once again used the illusion dispeller for reveal a hidden door in the tunnel end, leading to a sewer system. A circular tunnel with a small stream of sewage in the middle, that was clearly muddy and stuck due to the lack of intake.
The duo heard a gurgling sound mixed with low shrieks coming from further in the sewers. Alnoth put an extended finger on his hood signaling to Avandil keep quiet, slowly unsheathing his sword -Fairëglinn as the knight said during the travel-, it was a dark steel sword, with glowing white runes on the blade for he be able to conduit magic through it, and giving other bonuses such as maintain the durability and edge.
His eyes maintained sharp on their front, preparing Fairëglinn for kill anything in their path. When suddenly a blue and green blur jumped from the stream towards them, being cut in two by Alnoth reaction. Blood sprayed over the knight, Avandil being untouched by standing behind his friend.
"W-what is that thing?!" The young boy half-whispered half exclaimed with disgust towards the dead creature. It clearly wasn't a Grimm due it's red flesh and blood. The corpse looked like an fish-like human with blue and green skin with a slimy substance pouring out of it, bulging blank eyes and pointy needle like teeth, sharp claws attached to it's gangly skinny arms.
"A Drowner, and a very malnourished one. Makes sense, no one wandered into this castle in a thousand years…They are a species of Necrophages, monsters that eat dead bodies and attack the living. Very vulnerable to fire and silver." Alnoth explained, a series of shrieks signaling an incoming group of drowners, gripping his sword with two hands he prepared to do battle.
Nineteen drowners poured out from a corner and from inside the stream, all of them snarling and shrieking in madness and hunger, very eager to eat whatever invaded their turf. Alnoth quickly drank a Lightning Dust potion, streaks of lightning appearing on his hand while the drowners approached, focusing on a spearhead he threw it with two fingers outstretched. The energy projectile piercing through a drowner head and hitting the next one, frying alive more than five of them with it in screams of pure agony and pain. One of them got too close to his comfort, lashing it's claws at his face with an angry gurgle, he avoided it easily and brought Fairëglinn up in a horizontal slash, cutting flesh and bone like a hot knife through butter the bubbling included, since the sword was lined up with anti-monster enchantments.
Two of them jumped to his side, claws being blocked by his blade and the second dared to leap to bite his face. He caught it by the throat and applied pressure for hear the pleasant crack, using the body as a club he bashed away the first one over the legs, with the creature downed he stumped it's head, making it explode like a watermelon.
He sliced twice and three drowners fell with each one, arms, heads and torsos with its respective organs flying into the air as his blade singed with the win. A slightly bigger and tougher one managed to duck beneath the last slice, getting a superficial cut on its head crest. It roared in rage and tackled Alnoth, but the knight maintained his poise steady, bringing his pommel down and knee up for crush the aquatic creature spine before spinning his blade for cut its arms.
The remaining five drowners surrounded him, each one trying to attack him in a different direction. One dived low for rake its claws on Alnoth legs, only scrapping the metal scales, trying to roll under his legs the monster met Alnoth foot in a sharp kick, strong enough for send it flying on a wall making a small hole, blood seeping from it with it's body limp. Alnoth eyes narrowed with the drowners closing in, gripping Fairëglinn with both hands he spun his body, the sword's tip grazing deeply a drowner chest and cutting cleanly another. Using the momentum he turned into a whirlwind of slashes, cutting down the head of a drowner and disemboweling another, the grazed one managing to leap back to avoid the deadly sword. But Alnoth didn't ended, he leapt with an overhead slice, the necrophage managed to sidestep it at the cost of losing an arm. The sword planted on the ground, the wraith continued his offensive, charging head on while dragging his sword tearing bricks from his path with an inside stance, ending with an upwards slice cutting the drowner in two.
In less than eight minutes all drowners lay dead and all over the tunnel section.
"Ahem." Avandil coughed for catch Alnoth attention, mentioning to the bodies scattered around with a horrified look 'N-note: never g-get in his bad side'.
"I guess I got excited… It's been too long since I got something to kill." Alnoth sighed, flicking Fairëglinn to the ground to clean the putrid blood away before unsheathing it. "Let's go, that dunce must be worried."
Avandil nodded and followed his guardian further into the sewers, carefully avoiding pools of blood and severed limbs 'Note: Get into Alny's good side.'
Eventually the duo found a ladder going upward, Alnoth going first as caution. Lifting the manhole cover, he lifted himself off from the cramped exit, giving a hand to lift the boy easily as a doll, making him give an undignified 'I don't need your help!'.
Avandil dusted himself and huffed while puffing his cheeks, but his grumpy expression shattered with wonder and amazement, "Woah…this place is huge!" He looked around, seeing that they are in the center of a wide street with gothic houses and small buildings lined up, with stone bricks as pavement with road gullies here and there in its borders. Dust lamp posts were unlit on the road, since it was still noon, and there was no one to operate them.
"We'll have much time for sightseeing, master. Let's go." Alnoth hurried him, heading towards a smaller gate of the residential district inner smaller walls. Passing through the gate garrison, they continued to exit to the outer section, it being a large open grass field with watch towers and deep mounds with deadly spikes inside it, for slow down any invader.
They passed over makeshift wooden bridges over said mounds, with Avandil being very unnerved by the absolute silence that was the city. After some minutes of walking and a stop for a quick lunch, they reached the main gate, now viewing that from inside there was a mechanism for open the said giant doors, one that clearly was sturdy, advanced and difficult to make.
"How we open this thing? What does this do?" Avandil pointed at the mechanism with curiosity.
"We will find out…" Alnoth said while entering the gate garrison, being much bigger than the inner walls one, with a large set of stairs to climb up to whatever was connected with the mechanism. "Here we go…"
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Half an hour later they reached a room, with a very winded and tired Avandil, the room having a collection of connected gears, having a central smaller one with a circular hole on one of its edges. Alnoth ignored his master laboured breaths to approach the central gear, picking from his satchel an object, having an attached small pole making it like a crank. He attached the said object on the hole, gripping it with both hands started he to move it while grunting in effort, the gears groaning loudly before they activated, spinning by themselves. The gate house shook with it's doors opening, with a "OH YEAH!" resounding from outside, followed by more shaking.
"It worked, let's get back." Alnoth declared while rubbing his arm due a sudden soreness, the boy whimpered while laying on the ground, making him sigh. "Okay okay, I'll carry you." The boy responded a tired "Yay" before being piggyback rides back to the ground.
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The trio reached the gates of the castle of Onrannor, being a citadel carved out from the hill. Having its own inner walls, and protections, tall spires of strengthened stone that could resist even a dragon attack. Inside the castle were kitchens, numerous rooms that used to be meant for guests and servants alike, now only housing cobwebs and spiders. Beyond that was a dining hall, large enough to house 100 men, if not more. Past the residential area and kitchens sat the armories that housed several different types of weapons and armor. And beneath the castle itself lied a laboratory where secret experiments took place, some that were never announced for the safety of the residents that inhabited the castle. Then there were the gardens, a place where the inhabitants would go to rest and ponder upon questions that they could previously not answer, for the garden provided this strange sense of serenity that no other place could emulate. And finally, in a secluded corner in the castle was the bath house. According to Alnoth's description what it would be.
After a quick climbing over the walls, Alnoth opened the front portcullis using a wooden winch. The metal grille slowly rising with a loud groan, some rust falling from it's gears, letting the duo enter.
Alnoth saw them over a balcony, at his side he saw an old pulley, a idea popping on his head. He drew his hunting knife and jumped, grabbed the rope and cutted the other end, letting it do all work in a stylish descent.
Zeemo scoffed. "SHOW OFF."
Alnoth rolled his eyes with the comment and said nothing while walking to the castle doors, pushing them open. Inside was the entrance hall, with a large stairway that gone upwards and forked to the sides, and a passageway under each one. Rugged banners of a white tree with a green background are extended over the greyish walls, being Avandil old self Empire banner. Tall windows let faint sun rays enter in the room, having faded stained glasses depicting a figure of some sort.
"I WILL STAY HERE AND LOOK AROUND, GOOD LUCK YOU TWO!" Zeemo exclaimed while standing outside, walking around in the courtyard, picking up some wooden barrels and looking inside them.
"Try to not disorganise everything in my absence." Alnoth barked to the giant, who stuck his tongue out at him childishly. "Let's go young master-" He was interrupted by a soft yawn coming from Avandil, who looked at him sheepishly afterwards making the knight release a sigh of defeat. "Fine fine. I'll show up where your bedroom is."
"YAY!" The boy exclaimed while waving his arms up.
They began the trek of finding the little reincarnation room. Heading upstairs they continued through a hallway with a door here and there, lamps being lit by Alnoth for a better vision since there are no window. A sharp turn here, another set of stairs there, and straight ten minutes later finally they found his bedroom.
The first word that described it was big, the second being fancy. It had a king sized bed, a wide drawers, a medium sized study table with sheets of yellow papers and scrolls, a small dining table at its side, a privacy separator and finally a door leading to a bathroom.
Avandil removed his cloak, shoes and jumped on the bed, his body sinking in the comfortable feather mattress, releasing a low moan of pleasure. 'I'm in Heaven?' He thought before letting the tiredness take over of his body, entering in a world of darkness.
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The longest chapter that I ever made, I'll start making chapter 2 immediately and I think interactions with the rest of Remnant will be on next chapter or in the one after it, world building is important! Please leave Reviews. SEE YA LATER!
