The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2

Chapter 1

The Fire and The Storm – Book Two of The Nexus of Kellaran

(please read Book One first; Blessings of a Curse)

Part 1

This book begins at the exact same time and place that Book One ends.

(If you are reading this account in a language other than Grand High Draconian, you might consider

making a contribution to the Translation section of your local Magic Users Guild. XVD)

“Have you noticed exactly who is here today?” Quewanak asked Mark while throwing a two meter white

cross to circle the young man. The comparatively tiny green dragon was looking astoundingly healthy

since he had become Draconian God of Dreaming.

Mark looked around again, then shrugged. “Just our usual friends and accomplices.” he grinned, and

threw his cross to circle his green friend at the same time.

“Think a moment. This is not the first time that this exact group has been together in this place.”

It took a moment, then realization came.

“Ah.” Mark nodded. “Right after I Healed Dalia and Bezedil. When we found out that all of us except

Gran were candidates for divinity.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Quewanak nodded, and made another toss while calmly meeting Mark’s eye. “It’s an incredibly

beautiful experience, you know. And it’s as easy to set godhood aside and ignore it as it is to do so with

the magic you already know. Sure, it changes you profoundly, but you can simply enjoy time as a

mortal whenever you want, just as being a great wizard and warlock isn’t impeding your enjoyment of

playing with toys like a child right now.”

Mark nodded thoughtfully. “You’re saying you think I should take the big step?”

Quewanak raised an eyebrow. “Don’t you?”

Mark paused and looked around, noticing that everyone was now following their conversation intently.

“What do you think, my love?” he silently asked Talia psionically.

“I follow your lead in this, my husband.” she replied. “I welcome you to take the step, so long as you

can take me with you. I couldn’t bear not sharing something so profound with you. But the thought of

achieving divinity is both joyous and terrifying. I would gladly wait a millennium or three, if you so

choose.”

There was a long silence as they waited for his decision. Eventually he gave it.

“No.” Mark stated decisively. “I’m not giving up my humanity until after we’ve had at least a couple of

kids and raised them till they’re grown.”

“Impossible!” Amirgath growled, seeming more than a bit irritated. “The demons approach, and you are

key to the nexus, which is due in two years! It is your responsibility to gain every advantage and ability

you can, since the fate of this world may depend on your performance in the coming conflict!”

Everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered in a large loose circle to follow the discussion.

“Don’t tell me it’s impossible, Amirgath!” Mark returned with determination. “I’m still a free being, and

none of the many responsibilities I’m fulfilling requires me to give up my humanity! We want to have

children, normal children, damn it! I don’t know if gods can even have children, and if they can, it’s sure

to be a completely different experience from having and raising children as mortals do!”

“Once you become a god,” Heklivmalgiso patiently explained, “You will lose the urge to have children,

and begin to share our feeling that every mortal member of your race are your children. Or perhaps, as

you have advocated, you will feel that the mortals of all the races are your children. For we as gods are

responsible for them, and for their racial survival.

“You know that the nexus and the coming war with the demons threaten every life on Kellaran. We will

need every advantage that we can get, and if only your own divinity were in question, perhaps we could

do with one less god.

“But you know that the divinities of almost all of these Candidates are dependent on yours, to one

extent or another. So the question is not whether we will have one more god when we face the

demons, the question is whether we will have at least twelve more gods, perhaps fifteen. And perhaps

thousands, or millions, for I believe that once you have joined us in divinity; you may be able to teach

the secret of achieving it to other mortals who have the potential to utilize it.

“Know that every god has found a different way to achieve it, and none of us have been capable of

communicating it effectively to any mortal. Many of us stumbled across it by accident, most of the rest

achieved it in a very intuitive process that defies rational analysis. Only two have achieved it by

processes that were arrived at through intellectual cognition, and they lack the ability to communicate

their methods to a mortal without spending thousands of years in educating that mortal.

“The method you have devised, from what you have let us know of it, is far more basic and

understandable. The study of the achievement of divinity that your group undertook was the first to

summarize the process so succinctly; gain power to increase understanding, gain understanding to

increase power, continue until divinity is achieved. Never before has the Ascendance been reduced to

such simple concepts, and that led to the method that you discovered.

“Furthermore, your ability to transfer complex and immediately usable spells into the minds of other

mortals is supreme among all beings, with the possible exception of Quewanak here. If you allow him

to observe the process via a psionic Link while you achieve divinity, I believe that he could teach it to

mortals in a dream. But only you have the psionic ability to simply place it in the mind of another mortal

so quickly and easily. In this one way, you already surpass the gods. After you have become a god, you

will almost certainly be able to make any suitable Candidate a god, simply by showing them how it is

done.”

“Hey, we still don’t even know if my method will work!” Mark protested. “And even if it does, I might not

be the best person to try it first! Look, I’ll give you my Reading of everything I thought and experienced

during the battle with Zarkog, and the moments after when I still held all the power, and held all the

crucial thoughts in mind. Take it, all of you.

“There. Now it’s not just my problem anymore. You can give that to all of your magic researchers, both

mortal and divine, and I’m sure someone else can figure it all out! Meanwhile, I’ll keep working on it

from that angle, being able to teach how to do it without having to do it myself for at least the next

twenty years, because that’s how long it’ll take to have a couple of half-elven kids and raise them up to

adults. And I don’t even want to start until the nexus is over.”

“Bah! You are ignoring the dependencies!” Heklivmalgiso insisted. “Those dependencies were

discerned by our power as divine seers, for we see the shadows of the future, and combine it with

supreme intellectual chain-of-events analysis in a way that is not understandable by a mortal mind, not

even one such as yours. Consider it fact; Talia cannot become divine unless you do, and no amount of

analysis of what you have understood so far will be of any use. You cannot teach her how to do it until

you have done it. The same can be said of the rest of these candidates.”

“Perhaps not.” Yazadril said as he rubbed his chin and considered Mark’s Reading. “You said my

Ascendancy and Alilia’s were only partly dependent on Mark’s. That has been fulfilled, since I wouldn’t

have thought of this on my own, and I doubt she would have either. However, with what Mark’s given

us, and some time to study it and make a few careful experiments, we might be able to do it.”