Chapter 213: Playing with your familiars and friends is a good way to avoid reality
This was...hard for me to fathom.
Did it mean that voice...was the voice of a God?
I stood in silence for a while, right in front of the hidden door. No, it wasn’t because I got goosebumps or anything. It was actually quite the opposite; I didn’t feel particularly alarmed, or scared. Surprised, yes, but...
Was it because I had heard that voice a few times before? It just felt so...familiar. So close. Rather than some mysterious, untouchable entity that was supposed to have ceased existence for almost two millennia, the voice felt almost like a friend. Someone I knew, someone I longed for.
This calmness, despite everything, felt so bizarre. It was weirder than having a panic attack at the unexpected factbomb.
"Are you alright?" Natha stroked my hair, and I nodded in a daze.
Perhaps because for the past couple of weeks, I had been bombarded by so much information pertaining to dimensional travels, meeting a Goddess, meeting half of my soul...I seemed to grow some kind of immunity to absurdity.
Was this kind of feeling good? Or would it count as impudent? Blasphemous?
But I had no time to delve deeper into this...spiritual discourse, because as soon as I stepped out of the treasure room, I could hear Jade’s voice. Soon, it was followed by the colorful figure flying toward me.
[Master out!]
"Good morning, Jade," I raised my arms to welcome my first child--the familiar born in my hand.