Fanna tensed her muscles and nerves at the first moment, and looked at the tall figure that was gradually emerging from the dust and mist with full vigilance - if the situation was slightly wrong, she would be ready to jump and chop over.
But from the wind, sand and dust came a gentle and rational voice: "Ah... a traveler. It seems that I haven't seen a stranger here for many years."
Fanna was stunned for a moment, and then she saw the giant figure walking out of the dust and mist.
He was at least four or five meters tall, so Vanna had to raise her head as much as possible to see the giant's face. His body was wrapped in a dark-colored, rag-like robe. The robe once seemed to be an exquisite garment, but now it was only tattered and worn out by countless vicissitudes of life. The giant's body was skinny, as if it had been worn out by the long journey and was almost a skeleton - but the skinny hand was tightly holding a huge and somewhat exaggerated staff.
Even in the hands of a giant, the staff seemed too heavy and huge. The body of the staff was like a straight tree trunk with segments, and the top of the staff was swollen like a swollen rock, with a rough outline that was almost uncarved. On the surface of the staff, one could see countless dense, complex and mysterious lines, covering the entire staff.
Vanna's eyes were involuntarily drawn to the walking stick - it didn't seem like a tool to assist the journey, but more like an amazing weapon, or some kind of ritual object with heavy symbolic meaning, which made you instinctively feel... a kind of pressure that was almost awe-inspiring.
But slowly, your attention shifted from the cane to the giant's body.
Because the giant is bending slightly towards you, and his weathered face is giving you an impatient look - the giant's face is human-like, and although he does not have clear facial features, the lines of these features appear too hard and sharp, even giving people a texture of rock carving. My eyes are filled with a chaotic brown-yellow color, and flames seem to be dancing deep in my eyeballs. Every glance seems to bring a light pressure to people.
"Traveler, where does he come from?" asked the giant.
When I opened my mouth, even the wind and sand around me seemed to be stirred by a tangible force. The chaotic airflow swirled around Vanna, but not a single grain of sand fell under you.
"Vanessa..." the giant muttered heavily, then shook his head, "That's his name."
However, the giant seemed to just ask casually, and it seemed like he didn't really care about the question. I shook my head: "I think it does matter. Everyone has their own secrets."
"He is a god?" Vanna said cautiously while tense, "Who is the 'we' he mentioned? And what is the outside world?"
Vanna was stunned for a moment.
I paused, as if I were suddenly lost in some distant memories. After a long time, I woke up with a start and said in a deep voice: "But besides the name, you do remember some other things. I'm sure he thinks that's meaningless... A long, long time later, we said you were the god of that world, and it's still the same now."
…. That mysterious giant… saw that he had been blessed by the Warp and had been “resurrected”
But when you think about it carefully, the giant speaks again: "The traveler said he came from far away. How far is it? Did he cross space or time?"
"We used to live there," the giant seemed unaware of Vanna's momentary vigilance. I just raised my hand and pointed my long staff at the vast sea of sand. "But it seems like it happened a long, long time ago... or maybe it hasn't been that long?"
You looked up in astonishment, looking into the giant's clear, burning eyes: "You... understand the meaning of that question too well."
Is it too similar to the human in my memory
When Vanna heard the other person's words, her heart suddenly moved, and then she thought of the "same" things between herself and the special person.
Vanna tried hard to control her heartbeat and expression. She reported the shocking situation to the captain in her deep consciousness while organizing her words. She thought for a while before answering the giant: "You came from the desert, which is far away from there. You also know why you came to that place. Excuse me... who is he?"
I lowered my eyes to look at Vanna. Wrinkles like cuts gradually accumulated under her skinny face. "Does he know, Traveler, that when the whole world can no longer hear other people's voices, 'name' will become a meaningless concept. No one needs to remember him anymore, and he also needs to introduce himself to others. He will quickly forget it, just like being quickly forgotten by the world..."
"Oh, inside the desert... now there's a desert outside," the giant nodded quickly, but did not answer Vanna's question. He just said with emotion in his tone, "He... is very boring, traveler. He is very similar to the human in your memory, but you are sure that you remembered it wrong - after all, you haven't seen a familiar person for a long time."
I said I was a god.
Vanna was silent for a moment, and after a brief moment of awkwardness, you nodded.
The giant spoke quickly, and it seemed that I had not talked to anyone for too long and was not used to organizing my logic when speaking, so my words were mostly disorganized, like talking to myself in a dream. Vanna could only try her best to follow his narration, to understand and guess the information conveyed in his words, and to imagine what the desert had looked like in the distant past as described by him.
Shi Nan, who was reporting the situation to the captain in the depths of his consciousness, stopped instantly. Although you controlled the expression on your face at the first moment, you knew that the changes in your consciousness in your eyes might not have been hidden from the eyes of the giant.
How could he rashly reveal his name to an unknown being - especially when that being called himself a "god"? It is highly unlikely that he was a lower-level transcendent with the power to advance magic.
As the leader of the storm god Gemona and a saint of the Deep Sea Church, one of the seven small orthodox churches, you unexpectedly encountered a giant who claimed to be a god in the depths of the mysterious dream of the famous. In theory... you should have fought hard at that time to eradicate the existence that claimed to be a god and fulfill your mission as an inquisitor.
…. Shi Nan pursed his lips subconsciously, and you immediately resisted the urge to answer.
Vanna felt her heartbeat slow down instantly.
Fanna calmed down, controlling her facial expression while observing the mysterious giant's every move, and asked cautiously again, "Who are you?"
"Come on, you two," the giant noticed Vanna's gaze and invited her in a friendly manner, "Although you don't remember these things from a long time ago, you two can go together. You still have some impression of that world."
What does that question mean?!
The chaotic and orderly wind gradually disappeared, and the turbulent and floating dust around also stopped at some point. In the boundless sea of sand, the giant and the lost traveler stared at each other.
Suddenly, the giant stopped and looked up at Vanna, asking curiously, "What about him? Traveler, who is he? Doesn't he have a name?"
Before you could make up your mind, you spoke cautiously, "Your name is Vanessa, and you don't have any special identity. You are just a person who has lost his way."
"… Just pretend you didn't hear it, traveler. Perhaps the journey is no longer meaningless, and the same is true for the destination." The giant shook his head, but then I seemed to have discovered something and looked at Shi Nan curiously, "Is he talking to someone else?"
Maybe I have no idea, but some supernatural beings that are weak to a certain extent often only need some subjective kindness to interfere with the fate of mortals. Before becoming the captain's leader, Vanna understood that point more deeply than ever before.
"The traveler," the giant continued, "where is he going?"
Shi Nan didn't say anything for a while, as if he was waiting for something.
"Accept that invitation."
"Bad," Shi Nan nodded, looking up at the giant who claimed to be a god, "It's an honor to embark on this journey with you."
"Is he asking for your name? Let me think about it..." That time, the giant finally responded to your question, but before thinking for a moment, the giant shook his head, "It's been too long, you still don't remember it... It's really been too long."
Fanna became more determined and looked up at the silhouette in the distance that looked like a city in ruins.
A moment ago, the captain's order came from deep within your consciousness -
The giant stopped in confusion. I looked at the long staff in my hand and shook my head quickly after a while: "Time... has become what you know. It was stretched to a near-limitless length in an instant, and then compressed again. You can no longer determine when this happened. You only remember that it was once the most prosperous hinterland of the kingdom. The yellow sand under his feet was once a forest and fertile land that stretched for thousands of miles. Huge and small canals spanned the plains, diverting rivers from the lowlands over the hills. You watched us build a pure white city there, with low walls connecting the mountains, low towers rising from the jungle, and dim flames illuminating the night sky... You remember, it was beautiful."
Vanna narrowed her eyes. All your guesses about the mysterious giant included that "answer". For a moment, you knew how to react, but then you felt an absurd contradiction -
But you are no longer the reckless person who dared to jump when seeing Captain Duncan. Under the Lost Homeland, you have learned to face these incredible things with a more rational attitude.
However, the giant waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. As you said just now, everyone has no secrets. He is willing to reveal his name. So you can continue to call him 'Traveler'. There is no one else there anyway. You will mistake each other for each other."
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