Divine Invasion : The Resonance Cycle, Book 1 [Isekai, LitRPG] by Aaron Renfroe

Author:Aaron Renfroe [Renfroe, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pivot Press, LLC
Published: 2023-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23: Origin

Warmth spread through Ty, blossoming outward to meet the rushing army. The spirits inside his chest stretched out of their new home, raising their voices in a wordless choir. He recognized the sound they projected; it was the same sound in the ancestral gardens of the akkoan home world. Even without their memories, the spirits inside him still resonated with that place.

The front wall of the wave slowed just before it would have overwhelmed him. Instead of a crushing sea of memories and spirits, it became a ceaseless, but manageable, flow. Hagemi blazed in his head, working with the Fortress faster than he could imagine. Thousands of years of memories passed through his mind, some leaving dim echoes in their wake.

As Ty became more comfortable with the pressing wave, and as the collected song of the spirits within him gained in strength, he started walking again. Ghosts spiraled around him like a whirlpool, vanishing within him with each step.

He made his way deeper into the dungeon.

Ty walked, relieved himself, ate and drank, and slept several times before he finally made it through the corridor. Tens of thousands of spirits lived inside his Soul Cage. He’d gone from feeling full to feeling heavy, as if gravity itself were fluxing and bending around him.

The corridor ended in double doors. These were covered in a more ornate engraving than the last, the horned head joined by several smaller faces above it. These faces weren’t all skulls. In fact, Ty recognized akkoan features in them.

Pausing before the door, he thought about the depiction, actively searching suppressed memories for clues. Eventually, he figured out what the smaller faces were.

“Greater Gods,” he whispered into the stillness. The context of his discovery wasn’t there. All he had were bits and pieces from Numera and Mummat.

Paying the blood price, he went through the doors. Behind him, the Soul Batteries had gone dormant, their occupants finally freed.

Warm ambient light greeted him as he walked into the space. It was a vast area, the roof stretching far above, with a curved outer wall lined with comfortable-looking leisure furnishings. Paintings and murals decorated the outside wall. If time had worn down bits of the dungeon, it didn’t show here. The center of the room was curved, with a single mosaic pattern that changed between panels, almost like a comic book.

After a few seconds of study, Ty came to believe that he was at the center spoke of a wheel, with spines like the corridor he’d just exited radiating from this place. His studies also left him speechless at the overwhelming quality and elegance of each item on display. A master craftsperson of unparalleled skill had made every mural or art piece in the room. He didn’t recognize the styles or intent behind most of the art, having pushed those memories into the Fortress, but what he did was incredible. This gallery was the apotheosis of akkoan art culture.

The spirits in him stirred. Hagemi manifested and said, “The spirits recognize this place.

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