True God In Another World (Tensura x Tbate)

Chapter 87 - 3. Divine Revelations

Arthur Leywin POV

"At last, we finally have a bit of privacy to peacefully converse," a voice rang in my ear, carrying an authority that made my spine stiffen.

As soon as it spoke, the space around us began warping. The darkness twisted and shifted, reality itself seeming to bend. Sylvie's trembling became so severe that I couldn't keep her perched on my head and had to hold her firmly in my arms. Her small form shook against my chest, her fear palpable through our bond.

Suddenly, in the midst of the chaos that was forming around us, we were in a blank white room. The transition was jarring, the oppressive darkness replaced by stark brightness that hurt my eyes.

I stared dumbly around my perimeter but couldn't find the words to express my confusion. The room, if it could be called that, had no visible walls or ceiling - just endless white in all directions. Without being able to muster up even a voice to curse in surprise, I just idly waited.

In this white cube, it was only me, a quivering Sylvie, and the source of the all too familiar speckled pair of eyes - the cat from the elixir store.

By the time my eyes were able to adjust to the sudden brightness, I could make out the cat taking in a deep breath.

"Haa..."

Did it just sigh at me?

As I continued to kneel while clutching my bond, the cat I had seen at 'Windsom's Potions and Elixirs' started shaking its head at me after a little while, displaying an almost human expression of exasperation.

The peculiarly eye-catching cat was sitting in a poised manner, its tail swaying hypnotically as its eyes locked onto mine. Those eyes, speckled with stars, seemed to contain universes within them. As the cat's gaze bored deeper into me, I began feeling like some sort of raw material being appraised by a veteran merchant who was deciding whether to buy me out or not.

I snapped out of my daze and began looking for the old man to pop out. As I was about to say something aloud, the cat started glowing in a golden white light that spread over its entire body, stopping my words in my throat.

Interrupted, I just kept my mouth shut and waited for the surprises to end. For some reason, I felt like no matter what I did at this point, I couldn't stop whatever was about to happen. It was an instinctual reaction that for some reason I just couldn't ignore.

While the aura and demeanor of this cat was heavy and oppressive, I knew that it didn't want to hurt me; otherwise, I would've been dead already. The power radiating from it was beyond anything I'd ever encountered.

The golden-white light began to change its shape and enlarge, changing from the form of a cat to that of a human. The transformation was fluid, like watching a master artist reshape clay.

As if it was made of glass, the sparkling human-shaped glow shattered into fragments of light, revealing someone I couldn't recognize. The fragments dissipated into the air like stardust.

"Greetings. I go by Windsom," the man sniffed deprecatingly, his voice carrying the same weight of authority it had in the darkness.

The man that had transformed from a cat spoke with an elegance that matched his appearance. On the top of his sculpted face was a bed of short platinum blond hair that was neatly swept to the side. His deep-set eyes, that had not changed from when he was a cat, almost seemed to touch his permanently furrowed brows. There was a sense of nobility in his gaze as he continued to lock onto me.

While neither burly nor muscular, his square shoulders, underneath a military-like uniform he'd conjured after transforming, told me he was a warrior... a fighter like myself. Every movement he made was precise, controlled, speaking of centuries of martial discipline.