Apologies for the short chapter, but thanks to work, I don't have much time to write.
Seeing as this is probably the maximum I can output daily, I'll switch to a chapter every two days. That obviously doesn't mean that there won't occasionally be more than that, but it might be only on the weekends.
I also want to thank you all for reading my story. Seeing your comments makes me very happy.
Enjoy.
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When we woke up, we wasted no time and immediately set out to leave. There were no goodbyes to give as we made no friends here, only passing acquaintances, if that.
I shrunk the whole island with everything on it, until it fit into a backpack we bought, and initiated world travel. The process was relatively simple. Pyra just beamed a location into my brain, and I opened up a portal leading directly there.
"I know I said I prefer the cold, but isn't this too much? There is only snow here!" I exclaimed when I saw what was on the other side of the portal.
"This is the best place to start. You said you didn't want to know about this world, so I didn't ask the Akashic Records for much. This frozen wasteland is the most optimal place to begin your journey."
"How much more do you know about it?" I asked.
"Not much. It's a low-tier world with dragons, magic, and lower gods. That's all. I realized you were right, we knew too much about the wizarding world, there was no sense of adventure or discovery. After you told me not to tell you anything about it, I stopped looking into it."
"We will have much more fun this way, I just know it. But what do you mean by lower gods? Are they weak?"
"Compared to you? Yeah. They are all spiritual beings and thanks to your Shinigami powers, ideal opponents for you. Bobby really gave you a huge advantage with that Zanpakuto. "
"Good to know. I'm sure I'll anger some of them eventually." I just felt it in my bones.
"Eh, nothing a little fire wouldn't fix." Pyra added cheekily.
"Exactly."
"Let's fly and scout this place. I want to see what we're working with." I said after a short while of just looking around. There was nothing but snow, ice, and more snow and more ice. No trees, shrubs, or tufts of grass could be seen.
"Do you see something other than ice?" I asked Pyra once we flew high up into the air. The winds up there were strong and terribly cold.
"No, as far as I can see, there is just snow and ice…" I could barely even hear her over the wailing of the wind. But when I was looking around, I noticed something, far in the distance. A slight darkness in the otherwise white landscape.
"Is that a lake?" I asked and tried pointing it out to Pyra.
"Where…? You mean that small dot? I think it might be."
"Then why isn't it frozen over like everything else?"
"It should be… The temperature here is way below freezing. It might even be cold enough for gas to freeze." She said with bewilderment which mirrored my own.
"Let's check it out." I said and started flying towards it. At first, it looked like the rippling surface of a lake, but the closer we got, the stranger it was. The thing was slowly moving.
"...Pyra? Are these what I think they are?" I just wanted to make sure I was seeing things correctly.
"This is a horde of zombies." She muttered once we were near enough to make out the individual swaying figures.
"Jesus Christ… that must be at least ten thousand people." I whispered once we were directly above the mass of the dead. As we descended a bit, I suddenly felt a faint bit of magic emanating from all of them.
"Pyra, they are magical. I sense faint traces of some form of necromancy on them. Somebody made all of them." I said with a mild sense of surprise.
"There must be a necromancer somewhere in this frozen wasteland, and quite a powerful one at that."
"We'll stumble upon them eventually, but we should destroy the horde." I said and flew down about a mile in front of them.
"Reduce all creation to ash." I unleashed my shikai, and immediately, the snow all around us melted, and I fell onto the ground below.
"Oh shit! Ow…" I yelped when I hit the ground with a wet squelch. Of course, I made mud. I clearly didn't think this through.
"At least nobody saw me…" I muttered when I stood up, head to toe covered in the mud I created by melting all that snow.
"Emily? What the hell are you doing, silly…Hahaha~ You know, I've heard that mud baths are good for the skin." Pyra laughed at me when she landed.
"I forgot about the snow…"
"Such an easy thing to forget, I know."
"At least it was just you who saw me." I said with a playful shrug.
"At least you didn't unleash your bankai… Emily? Oh, you were going to use it, weren't you?" Damn, my face must have given me away, she caught me. I was planning on doing exactly that.
"...maybe…?"
"What am I going to do with you…"
"Hehe~ nothing?" I scratched my head awkwardly and looked at her with the most sorry expression I could manage.
"*sigh* You're so lucky that you're so gosh darn cute… " Pyra scolded me and pulled my cheeks lightly.
"Owiee ow ow… Shtop shtop!"
"No. I think I'll bully you some more. Don't act like you don't enjoy this." She said and continued squishing.
"..." I averted my eyes.
"Thought so." After two more minutes of my cheeks being assaulted by Pyra's gentle hands, she suddenly stopped and groaned with dissatisfaction.
"I think you have infected me. I forgot about the zombies…" She pointed at the now very close horde.
"Ugh— Infernum Mors." I groaned too, lazily waved my wand around, and turned all of those zombies into nothingness with the green fiery snake.
"Scourgify. They just had to ruin the moment. Now it's personal. We are hunting them down."
"Why not. We would have done it anyway."
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The Red Temples in Volantis have been in uproar ever since yesterday. Every red priest gazing into the flames saw one thing and one thing only. A woman, clad in flaming clothes, destroying the one true enemy with a sword made of fire.
"High Priestess, what are we going to do? These visions are unprecedented." One of the many priests asked Kinvara.
"That they are, and yet, we all know who it shows. This, this is Azor Ahai, the Lightbringer." She said with deep reverence. Never had the visions granted by their Lord been so clear. There was none of the usual vagueness, so there was no need for an interpretation.
"We must set sail to Westeros, and aid the Daughter of Fire in her quest beyond the Wall."
"As you say, High Priestess."
"Start the preparations, we must leave for White Harbour swiftly!" She commanded, and all the priests left with haste, leaving her alone to gaze into the flames once more.
This vision, however, was entirely different. Yes, it did show the woman, the promised hero, but her surroundings were different. No longer was she enveloped by the frozen landscape they knew was beyond the wall. No, this time the thing surrounding was an emptiness, an endless void of blackness, and in the center of it, a tiny flame, its light shining barely more than candlelight. That flame was R'hllor, as his fire were deeply familiar to any red priest graced by his gifts.
Then she was kneeling in front of it, touching it with an outstretched finger with a sad smile on her face.
The little flame jumped into her, and a fire greater than anything Kinvara had ever seen filled the nothingness, and the woman now wore a flaming crown.
*Gasp!* When Kinvara came back to reality, her mind was filled with countless questions and assumptions. If her initial interpretation of this vision was correct, then this vision must have signified one thing.
"T-transfer of power…" she whispered, not daring to speak loudly, lest somebody hear her, because this line of thinking was bordering on heretical.