Bro, I'm not an Undead!

1413  Subdue the Chronocle Fiend

<This eye was created during the dark times that followed Fulgardt's rise. Well, the Order of the Trodden Rose as a whole was a product of the chaos that Fulgardt created in those days. These women were driven into hiding after everyone began rejecting their vile ideals. For a while, they refused to leave their little blasphemous temple, fearing that the experts hunting them down would find and kill them. Thus, they spent those days developing eyes that would help them with that predicament.> Suzamete explained.

Yuyui, Grim, the Stark Troops and the guardian beasts were listening closely. None of them knew the nuances of the lore from back in those days and it wasn't every day that you were given an account of history by a Deity.

<As you can imagine, the kind of eyes the Order of the Trodden Rose needed to beat all their enemies couldn't be created with just the sum of their powers. They needed more power. To obtain such, they used their massive stash of captives – all men, of course - and the Creeds at their disposal to make them extremely powerful. Your Eye of Dispersal and your Eye of Moving are among the strongest ones they have created. But the Eye of the Visitor is a tier beyond that.>

Yuyui gulped.

She had noticed that her Eye of Dispersal was particularly powerful, as was the Eye of Moving, of course.

Even while discounting what Nigerra had said about her eyes as a legacy being stronger than those the ladies of the Order of the Trodden Rose used, these two eyes were not only strong, but they had seemingly limitless applications or at least limits impossible to define (at least when considering non-Divine phenomenon.

"What does the Eye of the Visitor do? How would it attract that creature you mentioned?"

<The Eye invites different kinds of entities, living and non-living towards the location of the user. It projects a special signal that can travel to ranges even beyond Aigas. When the signal meets prospective targets, they will see sparks of things they are interested in at the location of the user.>

Grim reeled.

"Even Divine beings will fall for this?" he asked.

<Yes. Those with some level of intelligence, that is. Most genuine Divines will never fall for it, but the creature that I want you to capture is no more than a beast of instinct. It will be drawn here by the influence of the eye. There are many kinds of entities with Divine powers, but aren't Divine in a way that's acceptable by the working of this reality. Many.>

Yuyui was busy digesting the explanation about the Eye of the Visitor. It's functionality was rather simple, but extremely potent in scope, it seemed.

Grim nodded with a drawn-out, "Oh". This made him feel a little better about the task at hand which required his efforts.

"So," said Yuyui, "what did Nigerra and the other eleven women hope to achieve with an eye like this? I don't get it. Wouldn't using the Eye of Moving to move somewhere else on Aigas be a better alternative if they just wanted to escape their pursuers?"

Suzamete didn't answer immediately. Unbeknownst to all her listeners, she felt a little ashamed that she had to say what she ended up saying.

<As Nigerra told you. She and the others were simply born… sick. They were skewed from the start. It wasn't society that turned them into what they became. They found excuses to let loose their natures in what human society was like. As such, they were always drawn to extreme conclusions. The Order of the Trodden Rose wished to leave Aigas by drawing here a powerful creature that they would try to compel to take them away. If that didn't work, they were willing to see Aigas ravaged by an anomalous beast from beyond Aigas. In a way, they accomplished that goal, actually. They used the Eye of the Visitor many times. They invited some of the evil creatures that ravaged Aigas when Listafelle and Quintess left. While people died on the surface, they remained safe in their temple under the water, guarded by the guardian beast Fuwin.>

Yuyui was horrified, as was everyone else.

To think the crimes of these women extended that far…

Yuyui felt a bit sick owning her eyes now after learning what they were used for in the past.

"I can't believe it…" she murmured.

Grim wore a hard face.

"Damn. As if the threat of Undead those days wasn't enough to deal with," he said. "Thank goodness then that the Rules were mended."

<Indeed.> said Suzamete. <Speaking of the mending of the Rules....>

Right then, there was a brilliant flash and a massive green-scaled dragon and a tiny bird found their way into Suzamete's domain.

While Yuyui, Grim and the others gaped and gasped, Jiggorrhax and Asthon immediately bowed.

There was no need for words, at least when it came to the dragon.

While he was suffering from his wounds, Suzamete had healed him and invited him to her domain. She had only told him that she had an important task for him though and had not revealed the details.

That had pleased Jiggorrhax plenty.

He found joy in being useful again in this time.

"I-I-I-Is that…!" Grim stuttered while sweating, "the help you said I'd have?"

<Indeed.> Suzamete said with a smile that none could see. She turned to Asthon. <It is good to see you, Asthon you cunning critter. I'm glad you decided to join us.>

The Trueworth Bill would have responded, but he was busy trying getting used to the crushing presence in the domain. Unlike Jiggorrhax, he had never been in the presence of a Divine.

"I am also glad to serve, Deitess," Jiggorrhax said.

<I know. And eager I see. Since that is the case, let me explain the nature of the creature you will be hunting once Yuyui uses her eye.>

Grim and the others ceased ogling Jiggorrhax and his outstanding size. It took great effort, but they managed somehow.

<Time is merely a fragment of the true means used to measure the flow of events in this reality, what Divines call Consternals. Time usually works in limited places like worlds, realms and Breaking Chasms. But sometimes, Consternals, as a phenomenon that runs through the imperfect canvas that is the great void, split off and coil around debris drifting about aimlessly. Sometimes these long coils of this time wind up mixing with Treasures or other strange phenomenon that happen in the void, creating beasts woven from billions of units of time: Chronocle Fiends, I remember them called. I need you to draw one here and subdue it. Do that, and we can save Aigas.>