Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1023: The Mind Of A Divine (Part 1)

The magical mist head was turning, and as it turned it had stopped at Raze. Staying right where he was for a moment, everyone was interested in learning to see what was in his mind. For many of them, he was a man shrouded in mystery.

From the outside, he appeared straight and forward growing at an incredibly fast rate, and he had made it quite clear that he would never let anyone get in the way of his revenge.

They looked and waited until the mist head had moved, continuing on to one more that was in the room, landing on Mosak.

”Oh, itʼs me, Iʼm quite surprised to be honest,” Mosak said. ”I thought that since I was able to bring my Divine powers with me down to this containment that I wouldnʼt be affected. I even thought that it might have forgotten about me.”

”But I guess since it was even able to trap me.” Mosak lifted his hands and hit the outside of the barrier by every side. ”It looks like I canʼt escape from this. Itʼs quite obvious though, before all of you see whatʼs in my head... that none of you understand what it takes to be in the Divine realm.”

They were the last words spoken by Mosak before the rune had appeared on his head, and the floor started to light up underneath everyone elseʼs feet as well. What was also to note was that currently Mosak was in anotherʼs body, a body that was from Alterian.

Would they even be able to see Mosakʼs memories or would it be their own, and with this fact, it would also determine what they would see when looking into Razeʼs mind as well.

The scene had changed, and the smell that entered their nose with the green scenery spread across the land. It was clear to them that this was Pagna, but not exactly the same Pagna as they knew today.

There was a lot less structure and built-up areas in the world. Clearly, it was a Pagna from long ago. The scene they were seeing was from the Aurora Clan. A city that was placed on the base of a tall mountain where its peak was covered in snow.

Impress, Ricar, and Beatrix recognized it. Although it looked different from what they had seen, the landscape around had stayed practically the same. It was the base of the Aurora Clan. What they currently were witnessing was from a young manʼs point of view. The man didnʼt look like Mosak, but based on the memories before, they knew they were now looking into Mosakʼs mind.

It was showing him scaling the mountain, reaching the top. Ricar knew what this was; it was the tradition of their founders, to head to the top and offer incense to a shrine in the mountains.

It was a tradition that had been passed down by the founder. The thing was there wasnʼt a particular person that was set to do the task. Judging by the warriorʼs clothing and how there wasnʼt an entourage around him, one could presume that Mosak wasnʼt the Clan Head.

This was quite strange in the othersʼ minds, but when they thought about it, it made sense. If Mosak was a clan leader, and one that had managed to reach Divine status moving up to another realm, then everyone would have known the name.

Of course, there were those that had moved up too long ago in history, or warriors they had never heard about that had perhaps made it to the Divine realm. After all, Pagna was a large continent and only things in recent times had become clearer in regards to areas being united and news traveling.

Not only that, but they figured that the Clan leader would also be somewhat proficient in Qi. Climbing the mountain was a hard task for warriors, but based on the breathing alone, they could tell that Mosak, at the time, was a low middle stage warrior.

Which made them all wonder, how did Mosak even become a Divine warrior in the first place, and would they find out in his memories?

ʼThis seems pretty normal though?ʼ Beatrix thought. ʼWhat so strange about a warrior going through their traditions, why would this be one of his darkest times?ʼ

In the memories, we saw Mosak finally reaching the shrine. It was small and simple, a single building covered in snow, with part of the roof tiles falling off. The place had clearly been neglected apart from the golden pot which already had several burnt-out incense sticks.

The man moved down and brought out a match. He moved his hand swiftly, lighting it up, and covered the incense stick in a flame before finally setting it in the burner. The man kept his hands by the side to make sure the cold and the wind wouldnʼt burn it out.

Thankfully, Mosak was able to use his own Qi to at least keep warm.

”Iʼve done this for three years now... and nothing has changed, I donʼt even know why the clan bothers to do this for so long.” Mosak mumbled to himself. ”Iʼm still a middle stage warrior, and I canʼt even progress.”

”Should I try heading to another Clan? But it would have to be with the same Qi base that I have, and learning a whole new set of techniques and getting into another clan would be tough. Itʼs also somewhat impossible to join another clan once one knows youʼve left.”

There were many reasons for this, with the individual knowing the clanʼs techniques and secrets that had been passed down. In the end, Mosak had become a member of the Aurora Clan because of his family.

However, he wasnʼt born from someone high-ranking in the family to begin with. The high- level techniques, the Qi pills given out, they were all given to the bloodline of the Clan Head, to make it so the leader would always end up staying within the same family.

With it, Mosak had been stuck at his progression for an extremely long time and had been stationed to tasks like this.

”I wish there was something that could change, otherwise this might be my life forever.” Placing his head down to the snow out of respect, the incense had finished burning and Mosak was ready to leave.

Lifting his head up, a bright light had appeared in front of him, and a warm glow was felt even in the location he was in. The light was so bright that Mosak was unable to see. When the light started to fade, and he lowered his hands down he could see a man standing there.

His face and entire body had a golden glow along with his hair, which was a bright yellow going down slightly past his collar bone.

With a white pair of boots and a clean shirt on, he looked like a Pagna warrior but there was a strange air around him. Even just looking at him, Mosak felt like he should look away.

”Perfect, perfect, I told them to send someone down around this time of year. I guess itʼs your lucky day,” the man said. ”I am Finis Aurora, Iʼm sure you have heard my name, as I said today is a very lucky day for you, meeting a Divine one.”