Secrets of the Plane
"You", as both of them cursed, the ghost on the throne opened its eyes and looked at them.
The ghost had a very familiar face, in fact, Theodore knew that person.
It was one of the first seven Gods of Balarukh and was once the king of Arboria. He was the one who sacrificed his divine powers to seal off the demons in hell.
He was Constantine, the God of wisdom they called him.
Both, Theodore and Aeneas, were startled by this revelation. They never expected to find such a mysterious being.
After hesitating a bit they both went close to the throne. There were no traps the whole room had no trace of magic or any sort of sorcery.
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"It might come to you as a surprise, and you must have a lot of questions, right?
But unfortunately, I'm just a ghost.
My real self has left the world a long time ago and thus my knowledge is not as abundant as it used to be.
Forgive me if I fail to answer them, my child, as I can only tell you what I was ordered to by the real me."
The ghost spoke in a low voice, both of them were in awe. Theodore had never seen such a thing before.
"I believe if you can enter through the door, you must be my direct descendant."
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As the ghost spoke, Theodore froze for a while.
'Wait!
Descendant?
Me?
What does it mean?' questions like this started piling up in his mind.
"I must tell you a few things before the magic wears off. Some things must be done and yet I'm unable to perform them.
Answer me this, are you ready to learn a little about this world?"
The Ghost asked Theodore in a sharp tone.
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‘The world?'
Theodore gave a thought,
it wasn't like he didn't know, but the fact that there were many worlds, still was a difficult thing for everyone to understand.
The Nine hells were never seen by anyone living but would always appear in stories and stuff, while Heaven was something people either despised or were fascinated about.
Ever since the fall of the era of chaos, not a single god bestowed divinity onto anyone but people feared the fact that they wiped out the one’s who were to be chosen.
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Theo looked around to seek help yet he found his companion goofing around, as he didn't care.
After scratching his head a bit he agreed.
"Show me your hand."
Theodore hesitantly placed his palm in the fading hands of the ghost.
He could feel a warm aura from that ghost, somewhat soothing yet sharp, not too warm, not too cool. It was a relaxing feeling.
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After a while, the ghost told him to close his eyes.
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Suddenly a whole lot of information started visualizing before his eyes, the ancient gods, and the war between those existences, the eternal seal such scenes began building up before his eyes.
He opened his eyes, drenched in sweat. He looked at the ghost with a curious look.
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"Now that I've shown a little bit of history, maybe I should get to the heart of the matter. The reason I'm here is the Eternal Seal. It seals off the main entrance to hell." The ghost spoke in a rather serious tone.
'Hell?
Wasn't that place too dangerous?
And what was it doing in the vicinity of Arboria?
Is it related to him' Theodore had so many questions piling up in his mind.
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The ghost continued,
"In the great war between us and the Demon-lord, the forces we had were quite formidable, yet lacked in number.
The Demon-lord on the other hand had forces numbering in almost 6 digits.
This was quite an overbearing number. In the assembly of the kings, it was decided that I would be in charge of finding a way to deal with the Demon-Lord.
As we know there were not many options, to begin with, and the being was eternal meaning no one could just kill it like that, Thus using my knowledge we decided to seal it away for good!
To me, as the one who lacked strength, the frontal attack wasn't an option,
but I had to go.
To use it I had to sacrifice my only artifact, a book known as 'Wisdom Chapter'" As he said in a low voice,
Theodore could feel his sorrow. To lose a soul-bound artifact was almost as if losing your own life.
"The seal had to be strong enough and thus there was no other option, I did what was necessary and was able to successfully seal off the enemy, but…"
Theodore was looking at the ghost in a very curious way now, 'what happened?' was the only question on his mind right now.
"Before I could seal them completely, Defallages, one of the 9 Demon Lords cursed me, making the seal weaker than expected.
The curse had a direct effect on me but as I was the one who was creating the seal, the effect transferred to the seal as well!
Now after so many years, the seal is warring off and the worst enemy of mortals could break free!
The Demon Lord!"
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This whole information sounded so big, Theodore felt like his head could explode anytime.
'Another war?
And with whom, Demon-lord?
We can't even hold off the human soldiers let alone the demons', Theodore was thinking of many things now.
"There is no other way?
Can we not seal it again? Or maybe even avoid the war?" he asked the ghost which he answered by shaking his head.
"As I said, I don't possess the abundant knowledge I once used to have,
but I can give you some useful advice." As the ghost spoke, Theodore felt better. 'So there's hope at least.
After all, these are such great events, I can't handle it at all, He felt a bit relieved.
"You will find the talking statue here, in the treasury, get it!
And listen carefully, there are many planes,
this one known as 'Raja' is the primal plane but there are others like the God Realm where the new gods reside, and the underworld.
You are the key to the unification of the world, you are the chosen one.”
Theodore was visibly confused, ‘Chosen one! Planes! What is he talking about’ were his thoughts?
“I can feel the Plane's Will on you, someday you'll be able to materialize its unique power.
Someday You’ll realise who you are, what your worth is!
For now, I can help you with only one thing kid." The ghost stood proud as he spoke, a ray of light shone through the crack in the ceiling shining upon him making the whole scene even dramatic.
Theo who was still in confusion decided to just listen to him instead of the question for the time being,
"What is it?"
"The seal will break off in 6 months, I'll be long gone by then, hurry up and get to the capital and Evacuate them, the first wave of the enemy is approaching! "
This part got him good,
'Evacuate?
Almost a million people?
Entire capital? That’s impossible!
And how?' Theodore went pale.
He was stunned by the facts.
"Wait, there's little to no information about you, why is that so?" Theodore suddenly remembered the fact.
Indeed there was almost no information on the Mortal God of Wisdom or anyone named Constantine, just some pictures and portraits in the King's chamber.
"I am your ancestor Theodore, my blood runs through you.
With my artifact the curse took away everything that was known about me so the mechanism of the seal would vanish, and it did!
As you are my own you were able to enter these chambers.
Let it be now, hurry up!.
You don’t have much time" The ghost of Constantine closed on and rubbed Theo’s back one last time before making his heart bid goodbye!
His explanation made Theodore feel moved a bit.
After all, he was standing next to his ancestor, and what a person, a Mortal God!
Even though he hadn't ascended, a freaking God who sealed off a Demon Lord!
He was a saviour of all mankind.
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"Now, there's the door. But remember, only take what you are here for, anything more and it'll cause you trouble." The ghost warned him pointing towards Aeneas who was casually putting the valuable looking stuff in his sack.
As they both looked at him, he froze with an awkward smile.
'Really?' was the only word which could express Theodore's troubled looks.
Theodore pinched his ears and dragged him to the door while throwing the stuff in his sack back on the ground.
"No my treasure!
How cruel can you be to your helper?
First, my berries run out, and now my luck too!" His cries were echoing in the room to which the ghost burst out of laughter,
"Haha…
If it's them, maybe they'd do it.
Right,
Eleanor?" In a distant corner, a shallow gave a smile and disappeared.