Legend of Mautau: Angelorum Lux

Ch 36: We Will Meet Again

As Reaper vanished, the room glowed and sparkling bits of light, which Alexander could only assume were the trapped spirits, began seeping out of the ice covered walls only to vanish soon after.

Having noticed Serius was wounded, Alexander quickly rushed over to support him as he struggled to walk, saying, “How did you get such a severe injury? I would have thought your Basilisk Armor would have protected you…”

Leaning on him, Serius muttered, “I’m not beyond making mistakes. When I formed my Basilisk Armor, it had a structural weakness this time, and he hit it with a powerful energy attack. My physical form is also weak because I’ve struggled to maintain it without having to drain more of your power.”

With a frustrated sigh, Alexander said, “Why would you do something like that?”

Breaking free of Alexander, Serius staggered to the frozen wall.

Taking a seat against it, Serius said, “Because it is more important that we have you back at your full strength. You are one of the strongest and most resourceful allies we have.”

With a slight laugh, Alexander replied, “And you aren’t?”

Walking over to sit beside him, Alexander continued, “Whatever the case, hurry and get some rest. You know your body cannot be healed by our healing abilities. It’s made up of your ethereal essence. You can’t leave it like that. I’m sure we’ll be perfectly fine with you and the others to rely on.”

Shaking his head, Serius said, “There’s always another way to restore my strength, but unfortunately this injury will take a bit longer. I will have to return to Mautau for a while. If I go there, I can recover much faster.”

In a greatly concerned tone, Alexander said, “But Serius…!”

Serius cut him off, saying, “We will meet again, I promise you. I have one request before I go however. I did not approve of what you did after Amelia died, and I only looked the other way because I feared losing you. Yet I can think of nothing sadder than for you to go on as you are. It’s not what she would have wanted. I ask you now, Alexander Bastille. Step out of the shadows of the past and live for the future again.”

As Serius’ body began evaporating, Alexander muttered, “What right do I have after what I’ve done? It’s my fault that Amelia is gone, my fault that both Alastor and Grey are alone now. If anything, I should be more careful to make sure Grey never learns the truth…”

Becoming a mass of ethereal energy, as Serius disappeared, his voice rang out, “We cannot change our past. We can only protect the future and treasure the times we’re together with those we love as we live on in the present…”

For a long time Alexander simply sat there alone in the dining hall of the citadel, lost in thought. The walls stopped glowing after a while, and Alexander thought he heard a voice call out, “Thank you…” As the hours passed, he grew tired and soon fell asleep there against the wall.

“Hey Alex, can you tell me what Mom and Dad were like again?” Alastor said, lying beside his brother upon a grassy hill outside the small town where they lived.

It was night, and looking up at the stars, Alexander said, “Well like I always say when you ask that, I was still young too, so I don’t remember much. Mom was always very kind, and she really cared about us a lot. This one time, we weren’t able to afford enough food, so she gave us her own food and said, ‘It’s more important you have enough to eat, you’re growing boys after all.’ She always put on a strong face for us, but thinking back I get the feeling she felt guilty that she couldn’t give us a nicer home and better meals…”