Demigods and Family (Mianite)

XIX - Jordan

Chapter 19 - Judgement of the Gods

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"Let the gods favour you." Declan declared, taking a gulp before proceeding to head to the door that Champwan have told me in the Greek Language. I took a quick glance at Tom, he give me an 'encouraging' nod before I continue walking on.

Walking into the room was terrifying, the 2 god-like people were arguing as small growing orbs. A bright light blue colour and the other was a hellish red. I could feel the war-like aura and the dark chaos settling in the atmosphere. I figured they stopped when they felt my unpleasant presence. I gulped at the unsettling glares and stares the 2 gods gave me.

"Jordan Maron, welcome. Son . . . or Nephew." Dianite greeted first with an evil smirk like he was planning for me to be his 'puppet' or such.

"Same as for me, Jordan." Mianite greeted unsettling. It felt weird, abnormal or even strange. I didn't like that both gods are already judging me.

"You think too much." Dianite had decided from my annoyance. Dianite had a nasty remark reaction on his face, but quickly it changed into a cheeky devious grin. "But you're very logical." A feel of undeserved pride waved through me. Dianite's grin grew into a smirk. Some say that if you smirk too much, you'll get whiskers. With that thought, Dianite soon glared at me, like he just-- nope. He did. Mianite manage a smile. Mianite is impressed. Dianite is impressed as well. "People in this realm think you're shy or even kind maybe! Oh, once they read your mind they'll understand--"

"Dianite enough!" Mianite declared, interrupting Dianite his statement about my mind. I also didn't like the way Dianite described everyone in the Realm as 'people', not even family members. Nephew (or Niece for Sonja) and Sons. Just 'people'. "We don't want the same to happen like the other boy." Mianite muttered, getting me out of my mind. Mianite muttered the sentence quietly, probably only wanting Dianite to hear. But clearly I heard it. Also . . . what other boy? What happened to--. "Jordan! Enough, we just want to test you. I suggest you keep your mind clear." Wow, grumpy pants possibly dad/uncle. Dianite managed a laugh at my remark, in my mental mind, about Mianite. Just that give me a little self-confidence about my immature acts/jokes. I've been hanging out with Tom too much, I think. His immaturity personality has rubbed on me, that's pretty idiotic because I've only meet him for about 48 hours or less.

"I suggest you start this test." I manage to speak, not being loud nor having a shy around it-- nope. Just a bit of shyness in the mix. "Before I-I mean, 'we' get distracted by uiunusual idiotic differences of how my brain functions." Dianite seem more impressed by this remark of confidence to speak to the gods. Both gods look at each other, like they're having a conversation teleparthly. No logic in these, they're gods. 'Almighty gods'! I'm just mocking and just seeing if I have any 'sarcasm' language. I do. Wow. Many wow. They turn back to me, making me flinch and jump lightly. Being startled and all.

"Declan will lead you to the next course." Mianite announced a little overly dramatic.

"Excuse me?" I asked, not really knowing what he meant.

"You passed the test." Dianite replied, as the red orb started to dance in circles around my area.

"What's the next course then? What's course is that?" I asked, trying to rephrase it at the same time. I could feel Dianite giving out a smile like my question was cute.

"Of course! The ritual. The ritual where you agree to the terms and whatever it is. Remember it?"

"The one where I cut--"

"Yes, that one. Better enjoy your last few minutes before you go into your 48 hours of coma."