Chapter 4: A Name to Remember
Author's note: Well now things get a little more serious, enjoy!
Percedal stood there before his wife and hugged her again, Eva's hands caressed his back gently as tears fell from the Iop's eyes.
"Eva," he said pulling out of the hug "I don't want to leave you or the kids for even a second but – "
Evangelyne leaned in and kissed the Iop warrior, a long passionate kiss. She pulled away slowly "Go, my mighty Iop warrior." She said lovingly.
"Right," he said confidently "Once I've gathered the others, I'll come back." He said.
"Get going." She said with that infectious smile "Or you won't get anything done."
"Well then," he said "See ya'" he rocketed off at break neck speeds quickly covering ground towards emelka, he had to find Yugo.
Yugo sat at a table with Alibert and the strange eliatrope boy. Alibert looked the boy over and looked back at Yugo with a raised eyebrow. He leaned back in his chair, and stroked his mustache producing what sounded to the boy as a low growl. He became more uncomfortable, this was the God-King's father? What kind of being was he?
"So," Alibert began "You say that when you fought Ogrest, you used six dragon eggs and they made you powerful enough to spawn your own race, a race of beings in your image."
"That's what he says," The God-King said inclining his head towards the boy, Yugo, he had to remember to call him Yugo, he didn't like being called God-King. "He also says he doesn't have a name."
"Do you know any names?" Alibert said, this question directed at him,
"Uh…" The boy thought hard bringing up the limited number of names he had heard in his brief existence. "a few I guess."
"Any you liked?" The large Enutrof man asked.
The boy pressed his index fingers together, a little uncomfortable "There was one."
Alibert was silent for a moment, then spoke "Well?" he said.
The boy felt he couldn't disappoint this man so he answered "Well… I liked the name: Lucian." He said trembling.
"Lucian?" Yugo said surprised "Isn't that a Shu Shu name?"
"Uh," The boy said taken aback by the response "I-It was the name of an axe, an axe that spoke."
"A shu-shu indeed." Alibert said "Just like Rubilax. Do you know what it means boy?" he asked the Strange Eliatrope child.
"N-No," his head was downcast. Alibert placed his hand under the boy's chin and lifted his face. This man had a profound effect on him, one that he had never felt. The man's touch calmed him, made him feel as though in that moment there was no one more important in the whole world than him, that whatever he had to say mattered and even if he messed up everything would be fine. Is this what it felt like to have a father?
"It's alright boy," Alibert said calmly "Not many people on this plane do."
"It means Bringer of light." Yugo said, he was smiling "I like it, it suits you."
The God-King approved? Alibert let the boy's jaw go, but his head remained high, he had a name. he had a name! the first of his kind to gain a name, approved by the God-King himself!
"So," Yugo asked after swallowing a mouthful of Gobbal stew "How many of you are there?" he put another spoon full of stew in his mouth while he waited for an answer.
"Um, A few hundred I think" The newly christened Lucian replied.
Yugo almost choked on his stew "What?" he asked in shock and surprise "So many? I thought I had contained the power better than that." The God-King looked disappointed he stood up from the table "I need to go think." He said quietly.
Lucian did not understand, it seemed everything he did was wrong, all he did was tell the truth, why was the God-King so upset? Was his existence really so low? Was he just an accident that wasn't supposed to happen?
The God-King's father placed his hand on Lucian's shoulder. Again that calming touch that put him at ease.
"I… I'm just and accident," Lucian said tears welling up in his eyes "I was never meant to be was I?"
Alibert sighed "Words like that," he said with a knowing voice "Take a man to very dark place, not all that fitting for a bringer of light." Alibert turned the boy to face him and crouched so he could look him in the eye. "Yugo may not have meant to create you and your kind, but that does not mean you weren't meant to exist. Understand?"
"No," the boy said "If your creator never meant for you to exist, how can you be meant to exist?"
"I never meant to raise a child," he said "But it happened, and if it weren't for that, you may not exist at all, there are layers to all this divine stuff, often more that we can understand."
That made sense, The God-King was created by someone as well then, perhaps that someone had meant for him to exist. "Okay, but why doesn't he like us?"
"It's not that he doesn't like you," Alibert said "by normal standards he is very young, and by his race's standards he is just a child, he doesn't know how to handle suddenly becoming the father of a whole race. Give him time, he'll come around."
Lucian hoped so, he didn't like this feeling, that he had disappointed someone important.
Yugo walked absently through the town az following him with a concerned look on his little face. What was he supposed to do? He was eighteen damn it! He was barely old enough to be accepting this kind of responsibility. And if his body was any indicator, it may be a few decades before he would be considered old enough by his race's standards. How could this have happened?
Adamai had been right, using the Dofus had too many consequences he wasn't ready for, but he did what he had to, to save his friend, to save the world. Now hundreds of people were worshipping him as a god? The though nauseated him, he didn't want to be a father, let alone a god creator. He wasn't ready.
A Resounding boom echoed across the sky and and orange-yellow light flew in from the south landing nearby and kicking up a lot of dirt. What now? He didn't need this, another Shu-shu come looking to get revenge for their loss at the crimson claw archipelago. He'd stick this one in a bucket if he could find one. The incantations to trap a shu-shu had proven to be fairly easy for him.
Stomping towards the new crater he was quickly grabbed, but not by the odd spindly arms of a shu-shu, these hands here human.
"Yugo!" Percedal's familiar voice said in an exasperated tone "I'm so glad I found you."
Yugo stepped back in surprise and looked at his friend, the Iop warrior seemed unharmed, his arm had returned, and with it his godly aura.
"What?" he managed to get out before the orange haired warrior cut him off.
"Something terrible has happened," he said frantically "My master, he-he was defeated by someone monstrously powerful. I don't think even I could fight him alone and win."
"Slow down Dally," Yugo said overwhelmed "To much is happening to fast right now."
"Yugo," Percedal said "The world is in grave danger, the gods are fighting someone, and they're losing! The brotherhood has to be ready!"
"JUST STOP!" Yugo yelled, Percedal stepped back, caught off guard, the young Eliatrope Grabbed his head and growled in frustration.
"Yugo," Percedal asked "What's Wrong?"
Wait, Wasn't Dally a god once? maybe he could help. Yugo took a deep breath and calmed down. This wasn't like him, he didn't get flustered like this. He brought his hands down and took another breath. Then looked up at dally with hopeful eyes.
"I did something, when we fought Ogrest," He said "Before I got there to help. And I don't know what to do about it." Yugo managed a weak smile.
Percedal's glow diminished and he rushed to his friend and looked him in the eye "What is it?" he asked "What happened?"
"Well, It looks like…" Yugo said weakly "I'm a god now."
It was less than a moment before Sacrier felt the powerful uppercut forcing his head back. Before it could even finish it's arc, two powerful hands grabbed it and pulled it down slamming it into a cold metal knee. The world went black as he fell watching the Gilded warrior rise slowly above him.
"That's two now," Seraphin said with a smirk "Your number s dwindle."
His head snapped to the side and he appeared suddenly above the panda looking god, he threw a fast punch, but it did not connect. The god dodged it and slammed a large barrel down on the back of Seraphin's head forcing him down. The cloaked god appeared in front of him, his skull mask looming as he jabbed forward with a dagger. Seraphin's arm shot out and caught the gods arm and he swung him back forcing him to collide with the panda.
Twisting his body he shot forward towards the two before they recovered, his fist pulled back to strike. He never made it, a whip wrapped around his arm and pulled him back. He pulled his arm forward in a similar motion he had used against the Demi-God. This time a blue faced god slammed head first into his elbow and fell below to join the other two, his whip slackening and releasing Seraphin's arm.
The panda had pushed the Cloaked god off and carried his barrel beneath his arm, his other hand grasped what looked like a straight spigot and twisted. A wave of white liquid slammed into Seraphin's body forcing him back and into one of his fleet's ships, knocking it out of position. The panda turned the spigot again and the flow stopped. The green haired god appeared before him, this time without a doll. He punched Seraphin in the head, a viscous punch that put a dent in the space ship's armor. Seraphin kicked him off and followed through with a punch of his own which the green haired god blocked.
The cloaked god returned with his dagger, Seraphin could see clearly this time the poison on the blade. Not that it did the god any good, few poisons could work on him. He forced himself over the green haired god's head grabbing his hair and throwing him into the cloaked god. The cloaked one's dagger penetrated the green haired god's skin and the cloaked god became frantic trying to reverse the effects. A blue goddess and a red goddess rushed to his side, the blue one erecting a shield while the red one looked to be healing him with some kind of aura magic.
The panda returned with a vengeance slamming his barrel into Sarphin's side. The gilded king used the momentum to rush towards the cloaked god and land his feet squarely on the gods chest. He rolled with the cloaked one and slammed him down on the deck of his flagship with the three unconscious gods. He heard bone crack and slammed his elbow into the god's head to finish him, relieving him of consciousness.
The panda was arguing with an elderly white haired looking god who seemed hesitant to fight when they all went still. Seraphin turned quickly, just in time for an enormous clawed hand to smack him away from his flagship and slam him pinball style into several of his fleet's other vessels. As he recovered a blue goddess entered a ring of blue light and appeared behind him, stabbing him through with a glowing blue spear. Unlike the assault's the other gods had set upon him, this one hurt, a lot.
The Gilded warrior screamed in genuine pain. Before grabbing the spear and pulling it through his body, allowing his wound to regenerate, but his armor's damage was secured. He slammed the handle of the spear into the goddess's stomach making her double over and fly backwards. The spear dissipated from his hand as another blue ring caught the goddess and she reappeared through another above the head of what appeared to be an enormous dragon; that was the one who had smacked him away from the flagship.
"Jack!" Seraphin called, the crimson haired warrior in black trench coat and sunglasses appeared before the king.
"Yes, your highness." The man spoke reverently.
"I tire of these little gods," Seraphin said "Take of them for me, I'll take on mommy and daddy."
"Right away sir." Jack said as a smile lifted the corners of his mouth.
Jack appeared before the other gods "You are a cold hearted bastard you old coot!" The panda was yelling at the white haired god. "Get in the fight or I'll take all your precious gold myself!"
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that boys," jack said interrupting the conversation. "I've little interest in money."
Sadida sat from his position grunting in pain "Who are you?" he asked
Jack looked at the crippled god as the red goddess healed him. "I am Jack, the immortal," he said with a smile "Your new playmate."