Dak And Stell/The Travelers Trilogies

1.13 Less Than Infinity for Divinity

Rolling over an open sea somewhere in the middle of Nowhere, the three gods of Prismantica sat aboard a large ship. The three of them sat in the middle of the deck around a table with a lantern on it, and the boat tossed and turned over cascading waves. Two of the gods were having a heated discussion over what just happened on Prismantica, while the other leaned back in her chair watching.

"Honestly, What were you thinking?" Diagon, the immortal god of balance, said with his golden locks of hair shining and blowing in the wind.

"I was just trying to have some fun, Diagon, and it didn't slow them down," Belzenrog said as he tipped back in his chair with a chuckle.

The sky began to rumble, and then instantly, Belzenrog became a glowing mass of sizzling light. An arc of lightning struck the god. The strike blackened his flesh and melted his black and red plate armor right off him. When the light finally stopped, Belzenrog lay gasping and shaking in agony. He did not cry out or scream. The trials were far worse than this. The god finally got ahold of himself and shook himself.

"You know the rules, Belzenrog. We get to watch it. If we interfere, we get punished just like the boy does when he talks back." The slow and seductive voice of Kiratorpelis said to the slowly healing god. She had pale skin and short stature. She had a modest grey dress on, but this temptress was hardly neutral. She played the two other gods like a fiddle at times and hid away other times not seen of entire centuries.

"Well, being immortal, these punishments won't kill us, but I don't enjoy being lit up like a star. I still can't figure out why I can still feel the pain. I haven't felt pain since my testing, and it's not a thing I want to get used to. Belzenrog said with a shudder.

"Then, don't break the rules, Belzenrog." Diagon thundered.

"They have it so easy, Diagon. This is supposed to entertain me, is it not?" Belzenrog asked Diagon.

"The lot of you that work towards chaos's end misconstrue the true purpose of the traveler's task. Those of us that seek balance know that the purpose of these endeavors is to turn the predestined events. We have all seen what will happen to this world if the event is allowed to run its course." Diagon said.

"Then, if we can't interfere, why wasn't Kiratorpelis punished for interfering with the boy and the girl?" Belzenrog asked.

"Now that was in the spirit of true entertainment, and it had no chance of killing or derailing the travelers. You added a beast from a different plane, which also altered events, which you know is something we are not allowed to do. You should be happy that you only got what you did and that the boy could stop it before it could alter things beyond repair." Diagon said.

You know what will happen if we alter events, Belzenrog. That's the reason we need the boys. That is unless you're tired of being a god." Kiratorpelis said to Belzenrog.

"It can't take our divinity away from us, can it Diagon?" Belzenrog asked with a worried expression forming on his face.

"Whatever gave you the impression that It couldn't or wouldn't take them away? Do you think we are given this divinity and these planes to watch over as favors? My friend, we are the caretakers of our world. Every plane has three aspects, chaos, neutrality, and balance. These forces must guard the planes and the inhabitants. It told us that we could not go back and change things. If we fail, then it is up to the travelers." Diagon said.

"And if they fail, we lose our plane," Kiratorpelis said to them.

"Then we just get another one," Belzenrog said.

"That's fine if you would like to wait in It's waiting room to request a new world, but because the planet didn't die naturally, you might be there for two to three thousand years," Diagon said.

"Alright, alright, I get it," Belzenrog said.

They sat in silence as the crewless ship rolled over the loose waves on the sea somewhere in the middle of Nowhere.