4 chapter 4 creation part 2

As he proceeded to shut his eyes feeling excitement and fear while wondering if he was going to live or die. Somewhere in the distance a being who was laying in his floating temple in the sky a giant featured serpent was resting snapped open his eyes as he felt the calling of the child from the fifth sun and flew out of his temple towards the direction he felt the call.

Cuetlachtli body was falling like a rag doll in the sky and a giant featured serpent approached him fast as the wind. The featured serpent appeared to have collided with Cuetlachtli. A dark brown male with long hair held Cuetlachtli in the sky in one of the thirteen heavens as if a father was holding a lost child. Cuetlachtli was naked and without clothes, his skin was a brown red color but light due to lack of sun in the world he came through the portal from. The wind blew swiftly and they vanish without a trace and took the elemental form of wind. The dark brown male's body appeared within the temple after the wind blew inside with Cuetlachtli's body appearing on a stone table. The man put a blanket over the light brown skinned Cuetlachtli as if caring for a child. He put his hands above cuetlachtli body and waved it left to right as a white light shined out of the man's hands.

The man finally understood what happened to his creations in Cemanahuac. He cried tears of sadness and anger he decided he would help his child. He grabbed an obsidian tecpatl that shined with elements of wind, fire, earth, death, sky, fertility, rebirth, time, lightning. as if it was composed of the power of every single divine being within the obsidian knife. He made a small cut on his own tongue, ears, eye, and hand the blood was absorbed by the tecpatl and he whispered "titlatoz xixipetztli, nimitscaquitia xixipetztli, tiquitta xixipetztli, ...whispering sounds amplify throughout the room with his chanting as the obsidian tecpatl knife glowed the areas where he cut himself healed instantaneously he then pointed the knife down and let the blood drop onto Cuetlachtli throat, ears, and eyes and a strangely shaped tattoo appeared over the respective parts of the throat, eyes, ears, and hands as it glowed then faded as it was absorbed by his body and faintly glowed as it traveled upwards towards his mind.

Cuetlachtli slowly woke up in a temple he notices his body was clothed with a loincloth and a cape he didn't know was called a tilma. and tried to get up then heard an indigenous looking man with long dark hair said: "Najwa natoka Quetzalcoatl" he repeated himself "Najwa natoka Quetzalcoatl" The man realized he was not understood so he spoke one last time "Naj my oka nam Quetzalcoatl." Suddenly Cuetlachtli understood the man saying "my name is feathered serpent." as his words slowly changed and became clear to Cuetlachtli. He raised his hands as to stop Cuetlachtli from responding as he could see that he was being understood. He began to explain "I am the God of wisdom, light, knowledge, intelligence, self-reflection, your people's creator deity, and lord of the winds and the morning star. I must apologize to you my child of the fifth sun, my creation..." tears came down his face. He paused for a bit before speaking again "I have seen within your mind and been in your memories and I saw the memories you can not see as well as the ones you do. The blessings I gave is a gift from me to you in order for you to understand any and all languages by any means of speaking, writing, listening, or seeing. I also gave you the clothes of your ancestors that they use to wear. The loincloth and a cape called a tilma. it has been enhanced with elemental resistance and allows you to learn control and absorb the elements to become part of you and you will learn in time. I spoke to your ring while you slept I understand why you are here and the world you are looking for is below the thirteen heavens and above the nine underworlds. I will aid you in your task that you decided to take by sending you...."

Cuetlachtli observed the divine god as he was speaking. The man had long dark hair and indigenous skin color, features, and dark eyes. On his person, he had a conch shell breastplate that was cut into a cross section to represent the element of wind. He felt like he was looking at his creator because his blood felt the resonance between himself and the god of his people. ...Feathered serpent was still speaking during Cuetlachtli's observation.... "to the world below once you accomplish your task I will give you weapons and help you build a new universe as a reward among other things. You are the child of prophecy to revive us and you will become a new god among us and lead us against the evil god who is the source of all evil."

Cuetlachtli wanted to speak "Quetzalcoatl.." but then featured serpent waved his hand and turned Cuetlachtli body into the wind before he could finish his sentence and send him to the mortal plane below the thirteen heavens. In the mortal plane, Summoners all over the world who were either practicing, training, fighting life and death battles, or in the process of summoning felt their summoning energy drained from them and burst into many particles of golden light and went towards a certain direction. Meanwhile, the wind was construction Cuetlachtli's body piece by piece smoothly at the same time a light from all around the world went into his body as if it was obeying his presence. He could feel it and this time he was somewhat able to handle the world with his senses a little better and he attributed this to the golden light it somehow made him adapt to this world. He was trying to figure out his next course of action then all of a sudden he got confused by someone voice "ᚺᛖᛃ᛫ᚦᛖᚱᛖ᛫ᛊᛏᚱᚨᛜᛖᚱ,᛫ᛁ᛫ᚨᛗ᛫ᚨ᛫ᛏᚱᚨᚹᛖᛚᛖᚱ᛫ᚹᚺᛖᚱᛖ᛫ᚨᚱᛖ᛫ᛃᛟᚢ᛫ᚺᛖᚨᛞᛖᛞ?"

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another person pov who will be a very important side character in this story.

An old Germanic/Viking looking man with one eye lived in a beautiful place on top of a world tree he was holding an obsidian mirror while speaking to someone on the other side. "yes, of course, I will help you old friend. I will also need to check with my wife first haha she won't like me going on my journey. yes yes, I know how it feels to have your people and creations taken from you all the gods do we all went through similar events!" He whipped out his golden staff and turned it into a wooden staff he called his eight-legged horse and rode on a rainbow shouting "Freya I'm leaving on a journey!" before she had a chance to reply back and as fast as light he disappeared. In his perspective space was bent as he was traveling on the rainbow bridge. He arrived gracefully as his horse Sleipnir changed into a regular looking horse with four legs. In the distance, he saw a young man who had light brown skin with dark hair length to his shoulder being appearing confused at his surroundings. The old man shouted, "Hey there stranger, I am a traveler where are you headed?" it took a min for the young man face to change from one of confusing to understanding then he replied back to the old man "I'm looking to learn how to summon old can you show me the way? / ᛁ'ᛗ᛫ᛚᛟᛟᚲᛁᛜ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛚᛖᚨᚱᚾ᛫ᚺᛟᚹ᛫ᛏᛟ᛫ᛊᚢᛗᛗᛟᚾ᛫ᛟᛚᛞ᛫ᚲᚨᚾ᛫ᛃᛟᚢ᛫ᛊᛃᛟᚹ᛫ᛗᛖ᛫ᚦᛖ᛫ᚹᚨᛃ?"

The old man eye sparkled with excitement and understanding as he saw the young man's ring has many symbols that glowed, change, and moved as if it was alive and nodded at it as if he had a private conversation with the ring and he looked at the young indigenous man said "yes I will show you but you normally need a letter to get into the school it has many races that are summoners but it no problem. I know the headmaster from the school once you get in you better work hard." The young man nodded in silence as he looked at his ring and communicating with it mentally seeing that it safe to trust the old man he followed him and walked beside the old man's horse while the old man rode his horse.