Shit. Gets. Serious.
-The buildings that BDubs design are sounding pretty modern, right? And you're like "Why are they so modern if we're talking about a story based in the medieval era?" Well, because it's BDubs. So yeah.
-I'm liking the... "names" (horrible word to describe it, I know) that I gave each of the gods. Notch created Minecraft, Jeb has been keeping it alive, and DB changes it a lot. So yeah, that's where I got the ideas.
Actual story time!
After he had given Etho his masks back, Nebris had fled the castle. It didn’t have anything to do with Etho…
Who was he trying to fool? It had everything to do with Etho.
Etho, standing there in the doorway with a rag tied around his face, half naked. He was only wearing thin, white, baggy pants! And they were practically falling off of him!
Nebris shuddered with pleasure, then flushed deeply.
Stop it. Stop thinking about him.
But Nebris couldn’t stop thinking of him. His tall, slender body. Toned muscles underneath beautiful pale skin. His eyes. One red as blood, one darker than midnight. What was under that mask?
Nebris knew one thing.
He wanted him.
As he was thinking about Etho’s spectacular body, his feet were taking him around the city. Soon enough, Nebris stole away from his thoughts for long enough to actually take in his surroundings. When he didn’t immediately recognize them, he was shocked.
Where was he? He certainly didn’t know.
That was a problem.
He moved out of the stream of people and stepped under an overhang of a shop. He poked his head out a bit to look up to see the buildings. To his left, he saw a building that spiraled up high enough to scrape the gray clouds. The sunlight peeking through the storm clouds glinted off the metal and glass of the building. Nebris had no idea how BDubs had built it. It was so… slim, and there was no stone on the whole thing.
Nebris shook his head, smiling. Leave it to BDubs to design and build something that had never been built before. It was what he did.
Nebris stepped out from underneath the overhang into the watery light of the morning. He knew where he was now, and he began to walk away from the impossible building.
He walked silently in the stream of people going through their day. He looked up at the area above the shops, where the owners and their families lived. Every window was open, letting in the weak light from outside to light up the room. Women were leaning out the windows, pulling in clothes and blankets that were drying outside on clothes lines. Nebris knew that it was to prevent them from getting wet from the rain that was going to come from the clouds above.
He looked back down as the houses ended abruptly in an intersection. He didn’t fight the flow of people and allowed them to carry him to the right.
He squinted, peering forward, and saw what he was traveling to. The stream of people flowed into the city square.
The name that it had was the most inadequate name for an area that a person could possibly give to one place.
For one, a “square”, whether it is in a town or a city like this one, is usually in the middle and is the main area for shops and things of that nature. But in Mindcrack city, the Royal Castle was in the middle, with the Center Ring around it, with the most productive shops in that area. The city square was actually to the West of the castle, with the city market to the East.
Secondly, the term “square” would make a person picture just that, correct? And they wouldn’t be beheaded for insanity if they thought that it would be shaped as such, correct? Nope. The city square wasn’t even a square. It was more like a fat rectangle, with the longer sides pointing North and South.
Nebris would have thought that the misnaming of the area would have annoyed BDubs, and he would have it renamed. But he didn’t do anything about it, so the area retained its name and its falsehood.
The crowd dispersed once at the square, and Nebris was able to walk freely. He hadn’t come for the shops that surrounded the area, which were much too shifty for him to be comfortable in doing business with them.
He made his way to the temple.
I will get my answer there.
He went up to the steps and climbed them. Once at the grand entrance, he went inside.
As if it was shrouded in magic, the noise outside disappeared immediately as soon as he crossed the threshold. No one was in the temple with Nebris. The inside of the temple was dark, with only a few burning torches to light the area. The pillars had long, heavy-looking drapes strung in between them, blocking out all light from outside.
On the opposite side of the temple stood a grand statue of marble, gold, and steel. It was one statue of the three main gods of this world.
Jeb, god of life.
Dinnerbone, god of change.
Notch, god of creation.
Nebris stared up at the statue. It was very grand, with the three gods standing tall, their faces cold and unimpressed.
“It’s wrong.” A voice said, making Nebris whirl around. He had thought he was alone.
A man sat behind a pillar on the right in the back, surrounded by sacks full of things and numerous blankets. Nebris walked over and looked down at him. “What?”
The man stared ahead of him. At least, that’s what Nebris thought, since the man was wearing goggles over his eyes that were too dark to see through. “The statue. It’s wrong.”
Nebris still didn’t understand. “What do you mean by that?”
“They’re not like that.” The man said. “Cold, imperial, condescending.” The man turned his head towards Nebris suddenly, making him jump. “Sit down, boy.”
Nebris hesitated, but then sat down and leaned against a pillar next to the man.
The man repositioned himself so he was sitting up straighter.
“How do you know what the gods are like?” Nebris asked.
The man ignored his question. He asked, “Why have you come here, son?”
Nebris hesitated again, thinking. “I… I don’t know why.” He said eventually.
The man nodded, leaning his head back onto the pillar. “Like everyone else. No one comes in here knowing why they did.”
Nebris was about to reply, but stopped as the man continued.
“But when they leave, they know why they came. Their question is always answered.”
Nebris was silent for a bit. He then said, “Do you live here?”
The man didn’t reply directly. “I remain. I was asked to, so I could guide the ones that have questions to their answers.”
Nebris didn’t know how to reply to that. So he stayed silent. Thankfully, the man continued.
“You have a question.”
Nebris blinked, trying to come up with a question that he wanted answered. He didn’t have any, at least none that came to mind. “I can’t think of any right now.”
The man nodded knowingly, like he had seen this many times. “But you will.”
Nebris suddenly felt a strong urge to find out what it was, to know. “How do I find out?”
The man moved his head so the black goggles were staring directly at Nebris. He suddenly felt afraid, as if something was behind him. He quickly looked behind him, seeing nothing. When he turned back, the man hadn’t moved.
“Stand in front of the statue. They are ready to answer your question.” He said.
Nebris stood up and bowed to the man. “Thank you.” He said, the words and action made as if someone was controlling him.
The man didn’t move his head, continuing to stare at the space where Nebris was. “Go.” He said.
Nebris turned and walked out into the open space of the temple, his feet not making their usual click against the hard marble floor. Stopping in front of the statue, he looked up at their faces.
The temple was silent. Nothing moved. The air was still.
Nebris knelt in front of the statue. He waited a bit, trying to get the question to come to him.
A few minutes passed.
All was silent.
After several minutes of blank-mindedness, he thought about going over and asking the man again what he was supposed to do. He was about to rise from his kneeling position to go and ask, when it happened.
An explosion of words. Noise, colors, thoughts, they all burst open in his mind. He knew everything, saw everything, felt everything.
The knowledge of the gods.
And in the middle of the chaos, was his question.
The words came to his mind my some unfelt force.
Jeb, Dinnerbone, Notch. I bow to you. I am the one you guide, the one you protect. I ask my question that I seek an answer to.
What will happen when SethBling attacks us with his army?
The room was silent.
Then it happened.
The statue exploded.
A shockwave pushed out, a wave of pure power that was pure destruction. It disintegrated the drapes from the walls and grinded up the marble floor. The roof overhead exploded outward into a million shards. The pillars crumbled, falling to the ground in jagged chunks.
The sky overhead ripped open, pouring down sheets of rain. Lightning struck down, setting houses on fire.
Nebris, unharmed, stood up.
The power had vanished from his mind.
He was standing in the center of a circle of unbroken marble. He looked over at the man, who was standing in a similar circle of peace.
Nebris heard people screaming in terror. Crying, clawing at the sky. Screaming over a dead body.
A lightning bolt struck down next to the man, igniting one of his blankets. He didn’t react, and it was soon put out by the downpour.
The man looked at him with his dead black goggles.
When he spoke, Nebris could hear him through the chaos perfectly, even though they were across the room from each other.
“Nebris. Your question has been answered.”
More Nebris! Awww yeahh.
Chapter 1: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2634
Chapter 2: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2653
Chapter 3: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2688
Chapter 4: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2698
Chapter 5: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2729
Chapter 6: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2755
Chapter 7: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2781
Chapter 8: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2802
Chapter 9: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2807
Chapter 10: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2851
Chapter 11: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2885
Chapter 12: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2911
Chapter 13: http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/2928