Storyverse

Chapter 21: Kai Clain. Finale.

Sol immediately pulled the sword out of its sheath and threw the sheath to the side - now he was in his home clothes, so there was no way to attach the sheath to his belt. Shubby assumed a fighting stance. Only after that did Clain go to the door and, lowering the door handle, opened the door inside. Although there should have been no space outside, there was a sliver of earth beyond the door, beyond which there was probably no more matter. In front of the door, in expensive black clothes, reminiscent of a robe, decorated with gold jewelry, stood a girl in a masquerade mask. Long light green hair was falling from her head to her waist. Shubby lowered her hands and said:

-You... it was you who helped us then, against the Story Devourer?

-Yes, it is true. I am... - the unknown woman began to speak.

-Why are you wearing this mask? I know perfectly well who you are, Gerda.

Shubby looked over at Sol and widened her eyes. "Is that Gerda?" she thought, still not fully believing it. However, the masked girl sighed and nodded, taking off her mask. Now she looked at Clain and his secretary with bright yellow eyes. Gerda said:

-Can I come in?

-Well, okay, come in.

Having said this, Sol lowered his sword and walked away from the passage. Gerda came in and looked around. Apparently, in the back of the room there were passages to other parts of this pocket dimension of Sol. On a wooden table with carved legs there was only a landline telephone and a few sheets of paper, and behind the table there were 2 office chairs. Judging by the condition, someone was spinning very often on the right chair. Gerda, having gone inside, suddenly threw away not only the literal mask, but also the mask of seriousness and mystery. Exhaling and closing her eyes, the girl lowered her head and rested her right hand on her side.

-How do you live in a place like this, Sol? - asked Gerda.

-Sorry, I'm not the one who is god out of people in this room, I can't create a huge universe just like that, - Sol answered, putting on an official long white jacket over his home T-shirt.

-Um, I... I just don't know how to behave around the God of all this reality... so I'm sorry if I do something wrong! - said Shubby, who kept twitching and looking around to see and remove something that was wrong in this room before Gerda saw it.

-Don't worry, Shubby. I'm not nearly as exalted as... as I wanted to be seen as a few hundred Iterations ago, - Gerda said and shrugged.

-Oh, God knows my name! - Shubby said and pressed herself against the wall.

Sol seemed completely calm, despite the presence of the creator of the entire Narrative layer on which he lived in his home. Clain sat at the table on the left table. For the first time in the entire existence of this agency, he received someone personally. Sol put his hands on the table and closed them.

-Well, speak up, - he said.

A beautiful chair appeared opposite the table, where Gerda sat down. It is obvious that she created it herself.

-I assume the name "Kai" is familiar to you? - Gerda asked.

-Without a doubt. Although I have never met him, I... more or less know what he is, - Sol answered.

-Um, Sol? I think you shouldn't accept this request... - Shubby suddenly said as she sat down on the right chair.

-Huh? Why is it? - asked Clain.

-Because... we can't defeat Kai, - Shubby said in a sad voice.

-I wouldn't say so. According to my father, there is nothing special about him.