Chapter Seven: A place no Deliveries should reach

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Destruct searched and searched.

For the soul of his mate.

For a gods soul was special.

They had to know...

What exactly Fate had done to destroy a god...

And could it be used the other way around

But no trace could be found.

There was a knock at the door.

The door to sanctuary.

Destruction blinked, and turned and stared.

His little Star and Pally were still playing, no one should be able to visit without him letting there here.

He strode over to the door, curious and worried.

He subtly gathered power, ready to strike.

He would not allow another fate.

The door opened with a click.

"I have a Delivery for a Mr Destruction!" a cheerful child voice said.

"What..." Destruction said bewildered.

"Please sign here!" the owners voice said, a slim child of unknown age in a white delivery uniform trimmed in blue, a cap keeping there eyes from view.

But what caught his attention, was a pair of wings phased out of reality.

Wings that belonged to no mortal, they were colourless but has all color.

It was like looking at Creations magic once again.

The wings twitched a bit showing brilliant feathers that shone with power.

"Um... Can I please deliver this?" the child asked worriedly, looking up. A single purple eyelight shone, the other hidden by an eye patch.

Why were two souls in one body, souls familiar and unfamiliar.

He reached out and grabbed the child and pulled him inside.

"ACK! Kidnapper help!" the child cried.

Destruction rolled his eyes.

OoOoO

"Sit down," Destruction said, the child sighed and sat down.

"I'm actually am here to deliver something," the boy said grinning.

"Explain," Destruction said, the boy sighed and he suddenly felt older.

"So, you can call me the Traveller. I travel the mass of multiverses and Omniverses. I was looking for someone when I came across something, it was clearly far from home so i thought I should probably bring it back where it belonged," The Travellerr said.

"How did you get here though, I blocked everyone from here unless by invite?" Destruction asked.

"I walked," The traveller said bewildered, Destruction facepalmed realizing it was one of those beings that didn't even notice half the rules of reality.

A Godling to boot.

"You said a package," he finally said.

"Here, you don't really need to sign for it. We thought it funny," Traveller said with a small laugh.

Gently Destruction opened the package, a sad smile on his face.

No wonder he couldn't find it, it wasn't even in the right multiverse.

"Thank you," he finally said.

"No problem, anyway I have no go as Trance is still missing," Traveller said getting to his feet.

"Wait..." Destruction said.

"Yes?" Traveller asked.

"When was the last time you groomed your wings?" Destruction asked, seeing some of the feathers were in disarray.

"You can actually see them!" Traveller said in shock.

"Yes, of course," Destruction smiled.

"I... don't know how to groom them, the magic only stable enough for them to appear and stay," Traveller said blushing.

"Right... let me show you some tips," Destruction said leading the small godling to the bathroom.

OoOoO

(They were nice) Palette said happily.

((Our wings are much better now)) Goth said happily, he hadn't realized how nasty they'd been before.

Goth idly wondered if they hadn't become one, would his wings have been black like his papa.

(Lets try the library again) Palette said.

((Yes, maybe we'll find Trance there this time)) Goth replied.

Moments later the traveller was gone.

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