She was a fairy - chapter 30
The sanctum of Elysium was not a room but a consciousness.
Light bent differently there - scrolls of glass floated like constellations, and the floor shimmered with running codes of divine memory. Each symbol pulsed in time with her heartbeat.
Abyss stood at the edge of that impossible library, arms crossed, wind curling lazily around his form.
He looked half-bored, half-listening.
"So," he muttered. "You dragged me into your haunted archive to gossip about fossils?"
Elysium ignored him, her silver eyes reflecting thousands of data fragments. "Not fossils. Harbingers. The first to embody primordial domains before the gods rewrote creation."
She raised her hand; five shards of light hovered before them, each a record sealed in time.
> "Each one represents an aspect of reality. Some alive. Some... erased even though they are aspect of reality they can always bounce back and some is us."
Abyss said nothing. His presence made the scripts distort, winds rustling through invisible pages.
I. The Boogyman
Elysium touched the first shard.
A faint scream echoed from it, layered and distant - the sound of something that never stopped falling.
> "Designation: The Unspoken Terror.
Primordial Alignment: Nyx, Erebus, and self.
Classification: Both Harbinger and Primordial.
Domain: primdoial of fear and harbinger of terror. The Underworld is his body; his heart is its gate."
Abyss frowned. "That thing? I've met him."
Elysium froze mid-air. "You- what?"
"He tried to have staring contest with me once. I thought he was just a loud nightmare with bad breath."
"...You met the Boogyman."
"Yeah. He screamed. I left."
She stared at him, expression unreadable. "I'll... note that. Subject- unimpressed by the Boogyman."
Her voice dipped lower. "Of course he was."
The glass shard dimmed as if embarrassed to exist.
II. Mirage
The next light bloomed - a ripple of moonlight across shadow. A woman's laughter, half-echo, half-curse.
> "Designation: The False Moon Maiden, Mirage.
Lineage: Daughter of Nyx.
Domain: Shade and reflection/illusion harbinger of shade .
Status: Free. Escaped Tartarus once - unaided."
Abyss smirked. "Not unaided. I was there."
Her pen stopped mid-air. "...You what?"
"She tricked the guards. I broke the gates. Worked well together."
Then - for the first time in ages - he laughed.
A raw, fleeting thing.
Elysium blinked, startled. "Did you just... laugh?"
He nodded, amused. "She was clever. Almost stabbed me once. I liked that."
The sanctum dimmed; her aura flared with something almost human - jealousy.
"I see," she said softly. "You found her... amusing."
Abyss didn't answer, but the wind behind him hummed in quiet satisfaction.
III. Kytrhone
Elysium composed herself, drawing the next shard. The air grew heavier, more stable - even Abyss's breeze faltered.
> "Designation: Kytrhone, The Foundation.
Lineage: Son of Atlas. Harbinger of Ourea, Primordial of Mountains.
Domain: Balance, Structure and the harbinger of foundation.
Status: Active - revived by Zeus during the Trial of the Sky."
Abyss's tone shifted as he looks at the writing"you data updated just now....why it said Zeus revived him how can Zeus revives something that strong ."
"Yes," she replied. "you will know later anyway .Foundation beneath the Sky. A perfect axis."
Abyss clicked his tongue. "Dangerous pairing."
Elysium smiled faintly. "You would know."
IV. Oceanita
The shard glowed crimson, then dissolved into the shape of waves collapsing inward.
> "Designation: Oceanita, The Crimson Tide.
Lineage: Granddaughter of Pontus.
Domain: Depth and Blood harbinger of the tied.
Status: Deceased. Slain by Poseidon during the Claiming of the Seas.
Her death birthed the Bloody Ocean, where no current obeys."
Abyss's voice softened. "She sounds... peaceful."
"She was," Elysium said quietly. "Peaceful things don't survive divine eras."
He didn't argue.
V. Zeus
The final shard burned bright gold - thunder pulsing inside it like a heartbeat.
> "Designation: Zeus, Harbinger of the Sky.
Lineage: Grandson of Uranus.
Domain: Heaven and Judgment.
Status: Reigning King of Olympus.
Ally Probability: 100%.
Reason: Common enemy - Gaea and Kronos."
Abyss tilted his head. "Zeus? A Harbinger? Huh. Didn't expect that."
Elysium turned to him. "He's not just a king. He's what Kronos failed to be - a Harbinger with divine inheritance."
He smirked. "And yet still can't keep his family quiet."
Her lips curved. "You sound like you almost respect him."
"I respect the storm," he said, "not the man holding it."
The shards dimmed, leaving only the whisper of their names circling like ghosts.
Elysium closed the archive log. "That's all five known Harbingers."
Abyss stood, walking toward the balcony of starlight. The horizon shimmered - vast winds beneath a dead sun.
"You forgot one," he said.
She blinked. "Who?"
He turned, half-smile cutting through the haze. "The Harbinger of the Storm."
For a moment she didn't breathe. Then realization dawned.
"...That one doesn't exist in any record."
"Not yet," Abyss said, eyes glinting like split air. "You'll have to write it yourself."
He vanished in a rush of wind, leaving her alone with the fading echoes of laughter - the first sound she'd heard from him that wasn't pain.
The scrolls flickered violently, whispering as if aware of something new being born into myth.
A sixth shard began to form - unnamed, unrecorded - humming with wind and silence.
Arthur and Noah pov:
Arthur moved silently through the mossy forest, every step crunching softly over fallen leaves. Beside him, Noah Atlas kept pace, his quiet presence a comfort more than a guide. They had left the village behind - the air heavy with smoke from the remnants of Gaea's wave attacks.
"It's... horrible," Arthur muttered under his breath. His voice carried barely above the whisper of the wind through the trees. "How could they target something so small... so harmless?"
Noah Atlas's gaze followed Arthur's, scanning the treetops. "The world isn't gentle with its smallest. Even fairies can get caught in the crossfire. But we're here now. We can help."
Up ahead, tiny figures flitted between broken branches and overturned mushrooms. Synthria, a fairy larger than the others, moved them gently with a flick of her hands - or maybe something more subtle, a ripple in the air. Her silver-green hair glimmered as her wings beat in soft rhythm, stirring the leaves like wind chimes.
"Careful, careful!" she chided, her voice musical yet firm. "That branch isn't stable. There, now, gently..."
Arthur knelt, watching. "They're... rebuilding their home?" he asked.
"Not just their home," Noah Atlas said softly. "Their culture. Their lives. Everything they know was almost wiped out."
Arthur's jaw clenched. "And yet some... some force - Gaea's wave - targeted them. Why? How can anyone call themselves divine if they destroy children like this?"
Synthria paused, noticing the two human boys. "Visitors? Oh, come closer. Don't worry, I don't bite. Not unless you're made of leaves," she said, and even as she spoke, she moved the fairies with a gentle push of energy.
Arthur blinked at her. The fairies responded instantly, assembling bits of broken twigs, weaving leaves into new shelters. "They... trust her," Arthur murmured. "Completely."
Synthria knelt, letting the forest floor light up faintly beneath her palms. "I love them," she said softly, almost as if confessing a secret. "All creatures here - animals, plants, even the smallest spirits - they are my children. I care for them as my own. If I can teach them, guide them... protect them... then perhaps the world can be better."
Arthur glanced at Noah Atlas. "She really means it."
Noah Atlas nodded. "Sometimes the smallest hearts hold the greatest power."
Pov to abyss and Elysium again
Meanwhile, far from the forest, Abyss and Elysium continued their discussion atop the floating archive in Elysium's dimension, wind curling around Abyss as he peered down at a shifting map of realms.
"So the Harbinger of Gaea... what is she?" Abyss asked, voice low. "A Titan? Something massive? A force of destruction?"
Elysium shook her head. "No. Quite the opposite." Her fingers traced faint glowing lines on the map. "She's small. Almost invisible in most realms. Yet don't mistake her for weak - she is the Harbinger of Rebirth. All creation... and destruction... flows through her."
Abyss raised an eyebrow. "So she's... a fairy?"
"Exactly." Elysium's eyes narrowed, almost amused. "And dangerously cunning."
Abyss frowned. "A fairy? That small? But she... destroys entire forests?"
Elysium nodded, her white-ish silver hair brushing against the air like mist. "The destruction isn't mindless. It's a lure. A way to draw attention. To bring others into her domain - to witness, to be shaped, to participate in the cycle she controls."
Back in the forest, Arthur and Noah Atlas watched, uneasy.
Synthria's wings beat slower now, and she crouched near the remains of an ancient tree trunk, placing her hands over its charred remains. The faint glow of life pulsed from her fingers, and from the ashes, tiny new sprouts began to emerge as she stand in front of group of elder fairies.
Arthur leaned closer, realization dawning. "Wait... she's making life from destruction. Every wave of ruin she leaves... she's just... rebuilding it differently."
Noah Atlas swallowed. "She isn't just a fairy. She's... a monsters"
Arthur said in disguise"did she just devoured one of the old fairies....and she birthed a new one oh that's disgustingly in humans" we can't just watch that as he was about to move but was stopped by Noah as he wanted to watch more
The forest seemed to hum in response, almost approvingly. The fairies danced around her feet, some glowing faintly, others still repairing their homes. Synthria herself - the one they thought so delicate - radiated power. Her every motion commanded growth and decay, destruction and renewal intertwined like a heartbeat as the elder fairies she devoured turns into younger one she start cycle of rebirth.
Arthur's voice fell to a whisper. "I get it now. The chaos... it's not random. She's shaping it. Guiding it we would have to stop her"they attacked synthria who eyes then red their her wing overgrown her body start shooting pieces of her wing with blood attached to it towards them where the wing keep repeair itself.
Pov changed to abyss and Elysium
Abyss who was curious"what special....I don't understand why a small fairy gaea made big hitters before"
Where Elysium faceplamed"she want to deceive people that fairy is one of the lost dangerous weapons gaea has if not the most dangerous"herw where abyss questioned"may I ask how she would be a threat?" where Elysium explained
"just like me she's a harbinger she has her own dimension"abyss understand now what made her dangerous as then Elysium asked"so with harbingers of the storm you meant yourself or an actual one I don't know about? I been thinking about it because I don't know if I can take you seriously or not"abyss then confirmed he meant himself where she slapped him
Where she said"idiot your better than that your the harbinger of chaos"where abyss glare at her"your lucky Aphrodite didn't rise me to hit a girl...if I am harbinger of chaos where is my power?"that question did shut down Elysium because even she herself doesn't know why abyss haven't shown any harbinger power yet though she quickly over locked it mad because he called her a girl not a woman as she thinks to herself"that buffoon don't see me as a woman great just great made my day better"as abyss then spoke"I want some tea"which Elysium said"you already drink 7 cups chill out".
Here chapter ended next one about Arthur vs synthria