So, I Transmigrated Into The Heavenly Realm

60. In the dark

Chapter 60

The Dythos that everyone was currently desperately searching the entirety of the Heavenly Realm for was laying in a small dark small space completely oblivious to it. He was so tired Dax couldn't move it felt like a millstone was laying on his chest weighing him down. It was hard to tell how much time passed in this dark place. At times it felt like he was sleeping and at others it seemed as though he was awake but the difference between these two states was so minute that it was impossible to know one from the other. Slowly, his senses began returning and Dax became aware that his eyes were open.

The darkness that haunted his dreams was here in the world of wakefulness. It tool several attempts at manually blinking before he truly realised there was no difference between having his eyes open or closed.

Beneath his fingers there was something gritty but solid. He still didn't dare move in the darkness for fear of falling. Although it seemed like Dax was lying on solid ground, knowing his luck he was perched on the lip of a bottomless pit and one wrong move would lead to him plummeting to his death. So he stayed completely still hoping his eyes would become accustomed to the low levels of light.

It took what felt like a lifetime and for all he knew it did.

The faint outline of a stone wall began to emerge to one side of him almost within the reach of his fingers. Dax found himself sobbing big wet tears rolling from his eyes and dripping into his ears as he lay there in what he was trying desperately to convince himself was not a grave.

'You fucked up and System teleported you directly into your grave.'

'Shut up.'

'You're going to suffocated and you're going to-'

"Shut up!" Dax screamed. His voice echoed several times before dissipating into the distant silence.

Everything hurt.

He had thought that he was tired after the previous bouts of using Dythos' powers but right now Dax was feeling worse than when he'd woken up in that lake, what felt like several years ago. In that time Elgaldir's prayers had helped bolster his strength but this time, when Dax had lost control, it had wiped what pitiable stores of energy he'd managed to gather.

After discharging the sheer amount of energy right in the middle of the Heavenly City and the absolute pandemonium caused by the twisting vines that had just burst out of the ground around him, Dax was scared. No doubt he'd pissed off a lot of powerful people with something he had no idea how to reverse.

The wheat he'd accidentally grown in the War Department was probably still there and he had no idea how to deal with that. Where the vines had come from... Dax had no idea. Dythos was meant to be the God of Wheat right? What did vines have to do with wheat?

Either way a city full of vines was going to take more to clean up than part of an office and Dax couldn't even do the latter.

Basically he was fucked and that was without he System's judgement. Which he had yet to hear but that couldn't possibly be full of praise. He was definitely in bad standing right now.

There was no way that display of emotion had been 'in character' not that System had informed him all that much about what Dythos was actually like. Until now Dax had been reacting to things purely on instinct as to what would be the least weird for everyone else but then they'd also kept so much from him.

His death and Elgaldir's hands.

The fact that Elgaldir was his husband. Technically Dythos' husband but they didn't know he wasn't Dythos...