Sky Fall Legend

by Ivory Scott

  "Hey, kid, how long you planning on dicking around at the door? Come into the host space for a chat, will ya?"

  Jodye Trill's eye's snapped open in shock. He was completely startled. He never expected to suddenly hear a voice in his head. Unlike the robotic voice of Trippy, his source spirit in the [Pharaoh's Law], this voice definitely belonged to a person! However, he very quickly calmed down and thought, "The host space..."

  Jodye quickly resumed his meditation. This time once the marvelous feeling washed over him, he put forth no resistance, as his consciousness was pulled right in. He now found himself in a vast space, split into two halves. The first half seemed to be a broken section of a giant wasteland, like a single puzzle piece.

  There were dozens of huge thunderclouds radiating electricity and might. Floating mid-air in the center was [Pharaoh's Law], the blue and gold striped cloth fluttering like a lonely cape in the wind. Under the area [Pharaoh's Law] was gliding around, there was an enormous multi-colored egg, that radiated a mysterious glow. This egg was surrounded by a golden nimbus force-cloud that altered between transparent and opaque.

  Instinctively, Jodye Trill knew this was his Vajra Dragon Soul. He felt the deep connection with that egg as if it was he who was inside of it.

  The other side half of this space was similarly as if a small piece of a greater puzzle, only, this side resembled the vast cosmos and starry skies. Floating in the void above this piece of bright expanse was in old looking and pitch black tome, with various glowing runes imprinted on the cover.

  This was the [Cosmos Revolving Grimoire]! The grimoire was opened on the second and third page, each of which had detailed information about a guardian with an illustration. Under the grimoire, there were two creatures, one of which was staring at Jodye Trill, right in his eyes, while the other rolled around in the void like a playful child.

  "Sly, do you need to struggle a lot to be the soul's host? What's the selection process like? It should most likely be annual, at least, right?" The creature rolling around in the void had soft and fluffy red fur, with golden sword god and calamity symbols on both of its arms, "When we're free again I'll apply right away!"

  This boy looked like a child who was a werewolf with a red gem on its forehead. Inside of the gem was what appeared to be a sizeable golden heavy-sword. The hybrid's chest and head were clearly that of a toddler, but its arms and legs were covered in red fur.

  "Are you dumb? If we're free, what need is there for you, a god-beast, to host someone else's soul? Do you listen seriously to anything I tell you?" 'Sly' turned his little muzzle away from Jodye to snap at the hybrid puppy. The former had a voice that the latter was all too familiar with.

  This creature was a genuine sky wolf puppy, with black fur that had a metallic sheen, rebirth and serenity runes on both it's left and right side, and one small black angel wing on its right shoulder.

  "Are these my guardians?" Jodye Trill wasn't sure whether he should laugh or cry.

  "Welcome back, brat," came the cold and indifferent voice of the wolf pup, "We have so much to discuss."

  "Indeed. It is time you learned who the true soul's host is," at this moment the humanoid puppy was imitating the wolf pup's aloof demeanor and indifferent tone of voice. Suddenly, the humanoid pup let out an exaggerated shout, as he was completely shrouded in a curtain of green and black flames that combusted mysteriously out of nowhere.

  "Please ignore the fool. My name is Prince..." the wolf pup that was laying down rose to sit on its hind legs. There was an incredibly sharp look in his eyes, and he spoke in a dignified manner. However, Jodye Trill was rather impatient, insta-ruining the prince's momentum.

  "Prince Sly then, is it? Fancy. I'm Jodye Trill. Or Trilleck? Joseph? Whatever, at any rate, just call me Trill Jodye," Jodye Trill ruthlessly interrupted the wolfly prince's monologue before it started, causing the prince pup's eye to twitch. Jodye just continued as if he didn't notice, "Why is it that you're able to talk to me? All those crappy books said that the consciousness of a combat soul was completely sealed."

  "..." the young wolf quietly stared at Jodye for a couple of breaths, before responding, "do you truly not remember me?"

  Jodye Trill looked deep into the green eyes of this strange winged-wolf. Slowly but surely the image begin overlapping with a cool white-clothed youth and a heavy golden sword. There was also... the dragon, Janair Mazi! As soon as this realization played out in his head, Jodye Trill unconsciously glanced at the enormous egg under [Pharaoh's Law].

  "I remember. You're the youth from the cave. Which would make him..." Jodye Trill pointed at the mass of flames, "so that makes him...the sword!?"

  "Excellent. But, wrong. The sword is my brother's natal weapon, and they are able to unite as one due to his prowess," Prince Sly stood up on all fours and walked across the void, stopping in front of Jodye.

  "Natal what now?" asked Jodye Trill.

  "Less of that," the sky wolf puppy's little black angel wing twitched slightly, and he slowly rose into the air, as if he had never heard of gravity, floating weightlessly in Jodye's face. He was now facing to face with Jodye, as his green pupils met Jodye Trill's jewel-like blue pupils midair. This time, when Prince Sly spoke his voice no longer sounded cold, nor indifferent. Instead, there was a tinge of rage, humiliation, and under that, Jodye Trill could swear he detected a bit of melancholy.

  “Sigh...Do you want to hear a story?”

  Chapter thirteen

  New Partners

  Taking note of the change in the now tiny wolf boy, Jodye Trill's emotional guard was also lowered. He crossed his arms, becoming serious for maybe the first time in this life, "I am willing...uh, what should I call you? Your majesty? No, this seems slightly inappropriate."

  "I am prince Sylvester Sylknarious Tricko, heir to the Sephiroth of the Anubis Great World. It will be fine if you call me Sylvester. I originate from a time long after your own," said Sylvester sighing once more.

  He then proceeded to tell Jodye Trill about his past. Sylvester and Xavier Tricko were two princes from a place they called the Anubis Great World, in a star system called the Legendary Star System. They were both variant god beasts from the ancient fey race, born of different mothers, but the same father. Apparently, it's challenging for god beasts to have children. Jodye Trill wasn't skeptical about this as they had the word "god" in their name. Would the birth of a god be a simple matter?

  This being said, the birth of these two geniuses within 200 years of each other caused an intergalactic stir. They were incredibly rare because they both perfectly inherited both their bloodlines. This was supposedly more impressive for Xavier than anyone else, as he had a half-hero bloodline.

  However, the importance of this ultimately escaped Jodye. Their father was a World Devouring Sky Jackal, and the great monarch of their world. Jodye Trill couldn't begin to imagine how strong one must be to rule a great world of the Legendary Star System.

  Of course, he didn't actually know what the Legendary Star System was. However, he wouldn't interrupt someone's life story monologue just to ask such a question. Sylvester said that he grew up as a real phenomenon, the most genius descendant in centuries, and heir to the throne. Jodye Trill found this to be arrogance until Sylvester commented that his own fame could only be eclipsed by his younger brothers sudden and dramatic increase in prowess.

  Sylvester's mother was an Infinity Black Phoenix, and one of the most influential members of the ancient Origin Beast race. Xavier's mother, on the other hand, was from the Hero race. Jodye inherited the memories of a Titan, so he had some fundamental knowledge of these two races. From the hero race came the human clan. So Xavier's mother was basically the same race as Jodye.

  Sylvester was plotted against by a powerful immortal king, because he injured her famous disciple in a galactic competition, winning endless glory. Until this immortal king ended his glory ruthlessly. However, due to the interference of his younger brother Xavier, they somehow escaped being fully sealed at
the crucial moment.

  Only, the two brother's souls were still afflicted with a powerful voodoo curse seal and cast into the void. By the end of his tale, Sylvester had once again put on his usual mask of indifference, "This is the part of the story where I met you, in the river of time. However, at that time, you were sealed as well."

  "Since we were both sealed, why do you have memories of that time while I don't?" Jodye Trill did not actually doubt anything Sylvester told him, as he had experienced having his soul sealed and being launched into the void personally. This was something he could never forget.

  Sylvester indicated the green and black flames dancing a few meters away with his eyes, "My mother is an Infinity Black Phoenix. I have inherited the flames of her nirvana. Due to this, I was somehow able to regain my consciousness, and eventually facilitate our escape. Thanks to my Sky Fall Flame, we can all return to our homes one day, but I will need your help. What do you say?"

  "But why me? Why did you choose to save me specifically?" Asked Jodye Trill. This was the part that confused him the most. Where would he have time to help another random soul while trying to free himself? It was illogical.

  "Why indeed. The answer is actually quite simple. I did not need to try and save you. You followed me on your own. Bringing you, or not bringing you, I did almost nothing to decide," Sylvester landed on the only mid-sized asteroid in this space, where Xavier Tricko was last seen burning. Sylvester very casually walked over to the nirvana flames and absorbed them all into his maw. The fire vanished revealing a sleeping Xavier, who was curled into a little ball. After the fire retreated, Xavier woke up and stretched his little body.

  "Good nap. Sly, why'd you ruin the coup? That's lame bro," asked Xavier seriously.

  "Be serious for a moment, X." Sylvester bit Xavier on the butt, who yelped as he was scolded at, "Xavier Grindarios Tricko, this is Jodye Trill. He is our new partner."

  Jodye still had his head lowered in deep thought. Before long he said, "Is it truly possible to return? Are you certain of this?"

  "I cannot answer you. What I know is this: We may not be able to return to the exact same time and place, and we may not ever be able to become the same people we were before; However, as long as we possess enough strength, we can certainly return to seek our answers," said Sylvester.

  "How would you know what answers I seek?" asked Jodye Trill, unconvinced that any of this was in consideration of himself.

  "You dummy. You are a host soul who has retained memories, yes. But more importantly, you are also the Main Soul of our new life. This is the space within your mind, it can be considered your consciousness. You are us, and we are you. Technically. This is the only way we could so easily co-exist here. In such a situation, why would we be unaware of your thoughts and feelings?" This time it was Xavier who answered him, and eloquently, catching Jodye Trill slightly off guard. Jodye did feel a bit silly, as after Xavier said it aloud he now felt this to be rather obvious.

  However, Xavier's next words made him genuinely embarrassed, "we know all about LuLu and your obsession with her. Did you seriously get a female subordinate to record it whenever Lulu put on her makeup, or cooked, or even masturbated while you were gone? That's a little weird bro. Are you a closet pervert? They don't have stalking laws where you're from?"

  "What!? I did no such...I mean look I was only curious...life was quite hard at the time, you ever been in a trench hole surrounded by men for weeks on end? ...look, whatever, what would a brat like you know about love?" Jodye Trill harrumphed after stumbling through his words. Sly had told Jodye Trill that Xavier Tricko was at the age equivalent to eight years old at the time of his demise and sealing, while Sylvester himself was eleven.

  "Brat? This ancestor has spent 857 years on my great world. This is not something you, little chump, can fathom," said Xavier haughtily. However, his wolf-like ears suddenly drooped, and his expression sunk almost imperceptibly. "In fact, I do understand loneliness and love. All too well.

  "...." Jodye Trill was flabbergasted by this inordinate number and looked to Sylvester Tricko for confirmation.

  "In fact, god beasts age at a rate 100 times slower than that of you an inferior hero," Sylvester Tricko sneered as he glanced at his sad puppy of a little brother, "At any rate, less of this, yeah?"

  Jodye Trill was, in fact, eager to change the dialogue, "What kind of strength are we talking here? How powerful do we need to be?"

  "More powerful then you can currently fathom. Reach the fourth zone of the eighth layer of the sky, and we will finish this conversation," Sylvester Tricko casually gave Jodye Trill a goal that he could not see clearly.

  Jodye Trill grimaced, but Sylvester continued while looking at the dragon egg on the other side, "I must say, I am quite surprised you were capable of making that guy submit to you entirely. He was quite arrogant and unruly. I feared he would scatter your soul into dust. Perhaps, even the great I, could not hope to defeat him in real life. However, as a soul, he is not my match.

  "Unfortunately, you are pathetically weak. Therefore, before you leave we have gifts for you," said Sylvester in his signature cold and indifferent drawl. Jodye was excited instantly, but he regained his composure. It seemed being a kid had affected his temperament a bit.

  "Just summon the grimoire on the outside, and you will receive them naturally. The same can be said for your fusion, merely summon your artifact and you will simultaneously unlock its first feature and receive the gift from your Fused Soul."

  Xavier Tricko's scarlet pupils then looked Jodye Trill deep in his eyes, "thanks for choosing the grimoire, Temp Host. I know you're aware of who it actually benefits the most. But make no mistake, it's still no loss for you, though. Fusing with three god level existences is incomparably dangerous, and who knows when you would've woke up? That's if you even woke up, at all.

  "After all, we would not have been willing. Unless you have a divine power that could counter our own, you would have been annihilated. Mn, I truly agree with myself, synchronization will serve us all far better. Plus you never have to be alone! We will help you with all our strength, and you'll find a grimoire can be the most powerful artifact. Especially this weird joint you've got. How many tools do you know that can grant mere souls a corporeal form? Well, I guess a bumpkin like you wouldn't know. Anyway, this thing is like a cheat code already."

  Jodye Trill smirked at Xavier and nodded. Honestly, he had quite a good impression of these two brothers. Plus, he was pretty confident that he and the dragon had somehow switched roles, and that Sylvester was somehow the cause. This meant that Jodye would have ended up as a mere combat soul had things gone down their natural course. Jodye shivered at the thought of this.

  However, Jodye Trill relaxed a lot after considering the circumstances. It was true that they were all in the same boat, and he was chosen to take the helm as the captain. For this he was grateful, "Strength has always been my greatest desire! I will continue to rise until I topple the heavens and tear down the sky!”

  "Is that the extent of your ambition? You'll need far more than that to tear apart the fabric of space and time, Trill loser. Is this a game to you? Well, whatever, I suppose it's a start," Sylvester Tricko once again failed to spare Jodye Trill any dignity at all, "With me here helping you achieving greatness is merely a matter of time."

  "Okay, you should head over to the other side now. Normally, your space and ours should be separate. However, since your fusion is on the legacy level, it gets to exist within your space." said Xavier before running and jumping up, as he disappeared into the third page of the grimoire.

  "To be more specific, your consciousness has already fused with the consciousness of that over-sized lizard," mocked Sylvester.

  "Legacy level?" asked Jodye Trill, who felt some incomprehensible anger from Sly calling Janair Mazi a lizard. This reminded him! When he asked Trippy about the "dual" and "perfect" statuses, Trippy ignored him and simply answered for the "legacy" status. Thinking up to here, he sub
consciously looked at Sylvester.

  "You'll figure it out," Sylvester Tricko laid on the ground and closed his eyes.

  Hearing Sylvester, Jodye was further frustrated. However, he walked over to the other side obediently. He had an abnormally large sense of trust for the young sky wolf. Right before crossing the dividing line, he stopped abruptly. He then turned his body to look at the giant grimoire hanging wide open in the starry void. Jodye received the strangest sensation as he was about to cross to the other side. The [Cosmos Revolving Grimoire] seemed to be calling out to him.

  As he neared the grimoire, it also floated lower to accommodate himself, until it met Jodye right in front of his face. This huge ancient tome was not as massive as it was on the Destiny Platform. However, it remained that it was half his current size at four feet tall. The grimoire did not speak to Jodye Trill. Instead, they seemed to have a telepathic connection. He could feel what the grimoire's intent was as if the information was being written on his soul.

  The grimoire needed a password so that he could summon it out. Jodye remembered that Pharaoh's Law had registered the name Trippy of its own accord, likely for the same purpose. The difference being that he was using the urban jargon of his past life at the time, not speaking literally.

  "Cosmo." After speaking there was a message waiting in Jodye's mind.

  'Cosmo, registered.'

  Jodye Trill then tried to will the grimoire to answer his questions. The grimoire flipped to its first page, which then lit up in ancient looking hieroglyphics. This wasn't the first time that Jodye noticed variations of this writing that he could vaguely identify with. Upon closer inspections, all the hieroglyph characters were made up out of many tiny runes that moved around as if they had a life.