Priestess Of The Land

When they arrived at the castle, Tria and Crei had gone to the guest house with the mysterious man.

Laid upon the grass was the man, as Tria absorbed the Moon's energy and transferring it to him. This process was much more practical and the results were visible.

The man who had seemed like an ice block, had his features visibly soften under the moonlight. After a while of giving him energy, Tria had finally felt his spirit field getting full so she stopped channeling her energy to him and kept on replenishing hers.

Crei who was nearby had come behind her and began massaging her shoulders for her.

"You have done well, wifey."

"Thanks," she said smiling, then she felt a movement coming from the mysterious.

He had his eyes open and had brought his hand toward his head to feel his face.

"pshh r-rrunn", he mumbled under his breath with a raspy voice.

Tria came closer to him, and his eyes fell upon her face, then suddenly a tear fell out in the corner of his eye.

"You're alive?" his voice sounded out breakingly.

"Hi, yes, I am," Tria answered nervously, she was confused as what was happening.

"Thank Goodness," he said to Tria but fell back again into sleep.

Tria looked up at Crei, who was even more confused than her.

"It would seem that he might need a little more sleep to recuperate, shall we put him in bed?" asked Crei.

"Yes, sorry to trouble you," said Tria apologetically.

"Of course, wifey, I can't have you come into contact with him again, I have been traumatized enough already," said Crei jokingly.

"You- grr, never mind, just go put him in that empty room inside," answered Tria, she couldn't win over him.

Crei had left with the man, leaving Tria on her own. He understood that there was something she must need to be done. She did because as soon as he left, she called out Chukah.

"Priestess," Chukah answered as he came out of a dark cloud.

"Do you have any clue about who that man is?" she asked him.

"No…nothing comes up from my memories."

"When I went inside the cave, I could feel him calling for me…for some reason I can feel the same connection I felt when you awakened…maybe he's also a guardian," assumed Tria.

"If he is a guardian, then that's great! There will be more people to protect you because we might have some trouble soon."

"What do you mean?"

"There were two more people spying on us earlier, and they went back to report to their master, I believe they all worked for the Eye."

"The Eye again, just what is their purpose?" said Tria angrily.

"Whatever their purpose is, their schemes run deeper than we might believe."

"You're right, how are you anyways, big brother?" said Tria as she looked at Chukah. He had become a lot more stern.

"I am alright…sorry I went missing for a while."

"It's all good, did you merge with the jackal successfully?"

"I did…and I feel a lot more powerful."

"That's great! See, it wasn't so bad, I am glad you're alright-

"Senior sister! Senior sister!" cried out a voice from behind Tria and Chukah. Chukah went back into the dark cloud upon hearing the footsteps coming closer.

"What is it Ka'an?" she asked at the out-breath girl, holding on to her knees.

"The man….oof, he's woken up again," Ka'an finally said as she gasped for air.

Tria walked inside the room where the man laid awake, staring at the ceiling.

"You are awake?" asked Tria.

"I am, and you are the current priestess, I assume," said the man icily as his eyes fell over Tria.

Tria felt the difference in the man and realized that what happened earlier was probably him dreaming. She walked near the bed and took a seat.

"I am the current priestess before I continue I would like to apologize for breaking your sarcophagus, I thought I had heard you call for me, and so…"

"Yes, I have been calling out to all the priestesses, for centuries now… I was speaking to your husband, and it seems that all of the priestesses before you have been murdered somehow."

"If you have been calling for centuries, how old are you, and most importantly…what are you?"

"Haha, very straightforward. The ancient priestesses did not have such backbone, or they would not have been all dead," he said as his head fell back on the bed.

"I was there when they were all exterminated …the priestesses, or the ancient priestesses as they are now referred."

Tria found that interesting, because the priestesses were gone for over a millennium, did that not mean that the guy in front of her was that old.

"The priestesses have been gone for over a millennium, would that not mean that you are-

"Yes, I am over a millennium, but I am still the youngest out of them all," he said as he opened his eyes and sat up facing Tria.

"The youngest of them all?"

"I am the youngest God, my name is Hoth, God of the Moon. I am the one who created the land you are now on, it was created as an escape from the Sun God to overcome his curse in the night here."