Chapter 69: Wooden World(5)
As the rusty but bright voice of the archer resounded, asking a question that Cades himself had wanted to ask while he was still scrubbing the dirt off of him, even trying to peel it off in small pieces, Cades was quite elated over having something to talk about one thing.
And that question was very simple, something that almost anyone in their situations, in this accursed plane, or even just travellers from different countries meeting in a neutral place that neither of them knew would ask.
"How was your world, what were you before this ?"
To the archer this was actually quite the sensitive topic, as such he hadn't asked this before, but nevertheless he got curious after watching Cades body react with clear disgust after he mentioned the things that he would like to eat, the things that this species had to eat to survive.
So he asked, hoping that unlike the previous people he met, three in total, this man wouldn't be against answering that simple question.
"I grew up on ehetria, a planet that was pretty pacifist and weak, we mostly resided around the fifth sequence, stronger than average, but in our dimension still on the weaker side, but, after all, we were talented artificers in return for that. My world was peaceful though it did have a horrid past, actually a past that was hidden from most, I had to research a lot it's not like it's really hidden, but it's just nor really taught or anything of the likes, there were countless horrid wars that once tore my home apart, but overall it was peaceful. My home was overly saturated with mana, and we live off of energy, whether natural or magical, so we didn't even have to eat of farm that meat-stuff. Everyone could fly so we weren't really up to date when it came to transportation technology and many other regions of modern technology as well, but who cares now."
The archer looked ahead, into the forest opposite of Cades with a sorrowful look, he didn't really know, but still he thought that he could almost see a sorrowful look on Cades, the first that he had ever seen on him regarding his own past, of those he knew of at least, he was interested, even tempted to turn around, but he knew that Cades would want neither for him to turn around nor for him to ask closer on what happened.
Cades would one day, in the future, have to disclose what happened on Ehetria, to someone that was alive, someone that could help him deal with it, someone that could try and help whatever little piece remained from the original Cades in his mind at that point in time, but right now he couldn't, he couldn't bring himself to speak about it, not yet.
He just wasn't ready.