Simulate the heavens from Faerûn

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The sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, the air became hot and humid, thick and thick fog rose from the river in the distance, vague thunder sounded in the distance, and lightning illuminated the horizon.

"Why don't you want to leave this world? Don't you know that being here is not a good thing for you or us?"

"What's not a good thing? Can't you explain it more clearly?! Stop beating around the bush with me..."

“Facts speak louder than words, you’ll understand what I’m talking about when you see it with your own eyes…”

The unicorn leader put Ciri down, swung his hooves to pull at the weeds, and no longer surrounded Ciri.

At this time, Ivaraquax nuzzled Ciri, and a voice sounded in her mind.

"I have to show you something. This is the elder's order. You will know after reading it. We must hurry up, Star Eyes. Follow me."

"Where?"

"Just come with me, I won't harm you..."

The unicorn Ivaraquax took the lead, running towards the foot of the mountain with Ciri, first through the forest, and then through the grassland full of ravines and ravines.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky.The storm was approaching, and the strong wind was raging, blowing Ciri's impatient heart. After all, it would be fine if she wandered out by herself, but it would be bad if she got wet. Rey didn't like drowning very much.

The unicorn Ivaraquax took Ciri to the entrance of a dark canyon, waving his unicorn and gesturing for Ciri to enter.

"It's here."

"What's here?"

"You'll know when you go down and take a look."

Ciri sighed, feeling increasingly impatient, but the experience and friendship of life and death with Ivaraquax made her do it anyway.

Ciri dismounted and walked towards the canyon. The ground in the canyon was uneven and she almost tripped.

She heard a "click" and something rolled out from under her feet.

A bolt of lightning illuminated the surroundings, and Ciri took a breath of cold air, feeling stunned.

She was horrified to find herself standing in a sea of ​​bones.

It was probably the previous heavy rain that caused the landslide, and the terrible thing hidden under the mountain appeared.

It was a cemetery, a huge mass grave.Mountains of bones.tibia, pelvis, ribs, femur, and skull.

Ciri's lips kept trembling, and she stretched out her trembling hands and bent to pick up a bone near her foot.

The lightning lit up again, and she screamed, throwing the bones in her hands away, holding her head in her hands and running wildly out of the canyon.

She knew whose bones lay here.

These razor-cleaved skulls contained canine teeth.

"Now you know, now you know what we mean. It was them who did it, Ayn El, the Alder King, the Fox and the Sparrowhawk."

"This world is not their world. They took it for themselves by force. That happened after they opened Ad Geis. We...we also helped them - we were used by them. and abuse. Now, they want to use and abuse you."

Ivaraquax's voice rang in Ciri's mind.

"douchebag!"

"murderer!"

"Let Rey kill them!!"

Ciri covered her forehead and shouted into the night.

Thunder roared.

Ivaraquax snorted loudly and ran back with Ciri.

Ciri jumped lightly, sat on the saddle, and urged the horse to gallop.

This isn't the first time, she thought as she sat on her galloping horse, feeling the wind blowing against her face.

"Running wildly on horseback in the dark, late at night, with ghosts, apparitions and phantoms in pursuit - this is not the first time this has happened. But it has been so long since I have experienced it, and what made me forget..."

"Run!"

By the light of lightning, Ciri saw the willows and alders on both sides of the path through her tear-filled eyes.

But those were not like trees, but more like hunched monsters rushing toward her from both sides. Their limbs were twisted and gnarled, and vicious laughter came from the tree holes that served as mouths.

The mare neighed sharply and galloped forward at a speed that seemed to keep her feet off the ground.

Ciri lay on its neck.Not only to reduce air resistance, but also to avoid alder branches trying to knock her off or drag her out of the saddle.

The branches whipped at her and caught her clothes and hair.The twisted tree trunks swayed, and chuckles came from the hollows.

The mare neighed wildly.

The unicorn shouted back in front, like a bright white point of light in the darkness, illuminating her path.

"Quick, Star Eyes! Let your horse run as fast as you want! Time is running out..."

Ivaraquax neighed.

Ciri received its message. She clung to the mare's neck. There was no need to urge her. The frightened mare was already running at a speed that could break her neck.

Lightning streaked across the night sky.

Then there was darkness: soft, inky darkness, without a trace of light.

Ciri felt a dull pain in her head, and there was a buzzing and familiar gentle voice in her ears.

"Xirui, don't worry, we have time, everything can be done slowly..."

She felt the cold wind on her face.

There are also raindrops and the smell of pine trees.

The mare jumped and snorted with joy.Its neck was wet and hot.

Lightning, followed by thunder.

In the bright light, Ciri saw Ivaraquax in the stone ring on the hill. It stood there, shaking its head and horns, and carefully pawing the ground with its hooves.

Rey sat sideways on the back of the red-furred unicorn leader, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Ciri with tender eyes as she galloped over on horseback, still so calm and gentle.

However, around the stone ring, the unicorns sitting on their knees on the ground with their heads lowered, motionless, and the standing unicorn leaders and Ivaraquax didn't think so.

They only felt terror and despair, with nowhere to escape and no daring to escape, as if a loud snort was a sin.

Throwing off the reins, Ciri pounced on Rey like a swallow returning to its nest, hoping to get comfort from Rey. After all, today's experience made her frightened and a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Rey is not a person who doesn't understand amorous feelings. She pulled Siri into her arms, patted her back, and comforted her warmly.

"Ray..."

Ciri raised her head, with tears in her eyes, and complained to Rey with a cry.

"Xirui, I know, I know..."

Rey rubbed Ciri's head, wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of Ciri's eyes, and said warmly.

"Then why..."

"There are many reasons, you should read this..."

As Rey finished speaking, a water mirror appeared in front of the two of them. There was a wave of fluctuation, the mirror surface calmed down, and a picture appeared in it.Yennefer's damaged lips moved silently, and blood flowed continuously.Her face was haggard, but her violet eyes sparkled with anger, and her messy black hair fell around her dirty cheeks.

There was a foul-smelling puddle on the floor and rats were everywhere.The stone walls were cold.Iron chains bound her wrists and ankles, and her fingers were bloody and bloody...

"Mom! What happened?"

Another scene appeared, with strong winds howling and white snow flying.In front of her, Geralt rode through the snowstorm on horseback.

Even though he was wearing a fur hat and a woolen scarf covering his face, Ciri recognized him.

In the wind and snow behind him, other riders could be vaguely seen, their outlines blurred and wrapped tightly, making it impossible to identify them.

Geralt looked directly at her, but he didn't see her, snowflakes pouring into his eyes.

"Geralt! It's me! I'm here!"

He didn't see her, couldn't hear her across the world in the howling blizzard.

"J-Lot!"

It's an ibex, Geralt said. It's just an ibex. Let's go back.The riders blended into the snow and disappeared.

"J-Lot! No-!"

Ciri sat up and reached out to the water mirror. The water mirror shook, split open, and turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground.

"It's not real," she yelled, "It's not real! Ray! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Ray, tell me it's fake! Ray, tell me it's fake of……"

Rey didn't answer, just looked at her quietly.

Ciri raised her head and looked at the unchanging smile on the corner of Rey's mouth, feeling a little cold in her heart. She collapsed in Rey's arms and cried loudly.

…………

Seeing everyone staggering and collapsing on the sand to vent their excitement, Eredin took off his heavy winter coat, returned to Najirfa suspended above the sand dunes, picked up a large box from it, and threw it hard on the On the sand, he said to Gale and Caranthil, who were sitting weakly on the sand and looking at the sun:

"Guys, it's time to work now. Let's get this done. Let's take advantage of the rest of the time in this world to relax here... We no longer have to look for ancient blood or kidnap some slaves... We welcome Here comes our new business..."

Gale and Caranthil looked at the large wooden box with golden patterns, their expressions were a little ugly, as if they were recalling something bad.

Caranthil turned his head and remained silent, obviously very reluctant to do this.

Gale was much more straightforward. He pulled out the short sword tied to his waist, threw it on the sand, turned away, and said in a muffled voice:
"I won't do this... You should find someone else to do it... If he didn't threaten me with the Elf of Ain El... I would rather kill myself that day in front of that murder... that demon, splash He was covered in blood and went with our king to preserve the dignity of the Ain El elves..."

"Otherwise, I won't give in to anything... let alone become a human lackey!!!... I will never forget that incident in my life. Eredin, getting on the ship is my last line... This You should find other elves to do the work..."

As he spoke, Gale lowered his head and grasped his hair fiercely with both hands. There were swollen and ferocious blood vessels on it, revealing his extremely uncomfortable and aggrieved mood.

Although on the ship, Gale fulfilled his duties as before and was still as enthusiastic and cheerful, but secretly the fire in his heart was burning more and more intensely in silence. He could not forget that incident...

"You can't forget that thing, how can I forget it..."

Hearing this, Eredin also felt disappointed, looking at the sun hanging high in the sky, and fell into silence...

Rey sat high on the throne that originally belonged to Oberon. He picked up the gold necklace in his hand and looked at it carefully in the sun. He looked disdainfully at the two people who were lingering on the ground like two dead dogs. And then, there was no emotion at all, just like seeing the air, completely ignoring...

Gail looked at the ashes that melted quickly in the sun and the shining golden ring, the anger in his heart was burning fiercely, and the intense burning sensation came from all over the body, and penetrated into the soul, and all parts of the body lost perception and control. He couldn't even scream, he could only twitch unconsciously on the ground, his eyes were blind, and he lost his mind.

As for Caranthir, he had long since fallen into a semi-coma. After all, he was just a mage wearing armor. His physical fitness was far inferior to that of a warrior like Gale, and he could not withstand Rey's violent intrusive enslavement control.

"Ah~!"

Accompanied by a sharp pain from the depths of his soul, Eredin woke up from the "fine division". His whole soul seemed to be torn in half, and was then placed in a blender and stirred continuously.

It made Eredin feel fascinated and in a trance, as if two awls were drilling hard from his temples, making him want to split his head in half and take it off from his neck.

Getting up from the ground in a daze, looking at the armor and the blood flowing on his hands, Eredin shook his hands, almost going crazy, and murmured in a low voice.

"I...I killed Oberon...no...this...it wasn't me...it wasn't me...it wasn't me!!!"

Eredin raised his head and looked at the two men who fell on the steps, unconscious, and Avallac'h, who was standing under the stage with a pale face.

And next to him, the human sitting on the throne admiring the golden ring, he immediately understood what happened.

But before he could react, a burst of intense pain erupted from his whole body and soul, as if someone poured magma into his blood vessels and put his soul into a frying pan.

Eredin, shrouded in pain, was like plasticine without bones, and immediately fell to his knees and collapsed into a ball.

"Eredin, you are a smart man...are you willing to submit to me together with the Ain El elves and be my dog?"

A voice sounded in Eredin's mind, dropping the thread of life for Eredin who was worse than dead.

"I...I...would..."

"Very good, then from now on, you and your men will be responsible for traveling to and from various worlds as before, and then open the doors... to attract... and leave signs in each world... I believe you will not disappoint me..."

"I...my lord...I will live up to...my lord's...instructions..."

"it is good!"

……

Although Gale was still as sincere to him as before, Eredin could still feel that there was a gap between the two of them.

There was a crack that both of them knew although they didn't say it - after all, it was Eredin who killed Oberyn with his own hands.

But whether Rey intentionally or unintentionally, he still arranged Gale as his deputy, with equal authority on the ship, which made Eredin very distressed.

Eredin let out a long sigh, patted Caranthir on the shoulder, and took out a hot golden ball from the box. The surface of the ball was densely covered with thin invisible lines.

If you look carefully, you can seem to see pious faces, and there is a vague sound of chanting sutras coming from it, which is very strange.

Caranthir looked at the little ball and his head hurt a little, but he still stood up, picked up the staff, and swung it to cast a spell.

A huge boulder kept rising up from the sand. As he waved his staff, pieces of gravel fell from it, and lines merged into it.

After a while, a primitive sun stone sculpture with a flame outside appeared in the desert, as if it were made in nature.

Caranthil took the ball from Eredin, tossed it gently and placed it in the center of the statue.

In an instant, the entire statue seemed to gain a sense of majesty out of thin air, with a strange charm exuding from it.

Caranthil turned his head, not wanting to be affected by this weird thing, and walked to the other side of the dune, lying on the sand in a daze.

The surrounding knights looked at the weird behavior of the three giants and did not dare to disturb them. They sat aside and looked around, not daring to interfere.

Since returning from the palace this time, they felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the three giants themselves, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

I just don’t know if this has something to do with the fact that they found their bodies were strange after boarding the ship. They found that they seemed to be more resistant to freezing.

In this new world, the Wild Hunt Knights wandered around for a few months, relaxed for a while, left several sun statues behind, and left.

The black sailboat left this blue world. Eredin, Gale, and Caranthir looked at a terrifying white color raging around the glass ball.

Impacting towards the shell of the sphere, penetrating into every seam...

Their hearts suddenly felt cold, and their chests were filled with uneasiness and fear.

They immediately maneuvered Najifar to leave, sailing in the direction of the wind, and started a new journey of life and death at the same speed.

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