Chapter 70: Forgotten
Grace stared in disbelief.
Eternia’s body glowed softly, her white hair floating like she was underwater. Her golden eyes were fixed on the ancient entity in front of her with an expression that mixed fondness and disappointment.
"Ah, you always were dramatic," Eternia said, her voice echoing with power yet maintaining that playful lilt Grace knew all too well. "Trying to absorb my little angel? That’s just rude."
The Root’s tendrils recoiled from Grace’s body. The chamber expanded, wood creaking and groaning as it pulled away.
"You... You abandoned us," the Root hissed. "We shaped this world together, and you cast us aside."
Eternia sighed, lowering her hand slightly.
"I didn’t abandon you. I moved on to more complex designs. That’s what creators do." She gestured around the chamber. "And look at you now. You’ve continued your purpose—shaping, growing, creating. But... you’ve strayed now, haven’t you?"
Grace pushed herself to her knees, wincing at the pain from the Root’s invasion. The two primordial beings towered over her, literally and metaphorically—ancient powers arguing while she knelt between them.
"You replaced us!" The Root’s voice shook the chamber. "Created your precious Azrael to manage what we built together!"
"I created Azrael because I realized I didn’t want to look after Linaria by myself," Eternia replied calmly. "It was never about replacing you."
The Root pulsed with angry energy.