33 Risen#re

Karen didn't know if she should feel surprised by his answer, it fit so perfectly with his arrogant personality that she couldn't imagine receiving any other answer yet it still annoyed her.

"So you think that you know everything, more than everyone, more than even the gods?" Karen asked in an amused tone.

Lirian chuckled, "Even the greatest god in existence wouldn't dare to claim to know so much, you see there's this saying that I have come to love because I believe it offers more wisdom than any other, 'The more we come to learn the more we tend to realize how little we truly know',"

"As someone who truly understands how accurate that saying is, I can tell you with certainty that I know far more than anyone that does not understand that saying to its very core," Lirian stated with an unbridled arrogant tone.

Karen was taken aback by his response, she had found that from time to time Lirian had a way with his words that could captivate people, it was just the way he approached things.

It was like he would do a full dissection into a subject explaining every tiny detail in the most engaging way possible, if he had to speak about dust she had no doubt that he'd have no trouble filling the school auditorium that could house 50 000 people.

For the first time, she felt like she got a piece of insight into the way Lirian looks at a subject when he approaches it, he'd pick up a pen and assume he knows nothing at all about it, and he'd slowly examine every detail about it.

The way the ink flows out of it, to its size and shape, then he'd go even further to examine how the size affects his writing experience and he'd examine the thought process of the person who designed it.

The list of things he'd think of over a simple object was unbelievable, but what truly made him know so much was that even after learning those answer's he'd assume that he still knew nothing which only fueled his desire to know more.

Karen felt god smacked, it was so simple yet she doubted that she'd ever be able to think like that, she was lost in her new profound thoughts as Lirian walked away.

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As all preparations were completed the selected scouts mounted their horses and spread out with small teams following behind them.

The candidates all mounted their own horses and they waited for Lirian to mount his own before they set out.

To Lirian riding a horse or any creature for that matter was a new experience in this life, that's right the curse affected all creatures.

When a creature would rather die than let you ride it for a few seconds it made learning to ride pretty difficult, but in this life, he did have lessons from the time he was six.

His expertise in dismembering every creature in known existence helped him learn to understand how the muscles worked in a horse, very easily and from there he learned how to ride with absolute ease.

He climbed into the saddle after gently tapping the horse, the horse grunted stomping its hooves against the ground, and released a puff of smoke from its nose.

"Easy boy," Lirian said as he stroked the hair from its mane, "I'm blind so there'll be no running," he whispered in its ear.

He reached down to the katana at his waist and pulled it from its sheath, with a loud crisp ring that caught everyone's attention.

Lirian raised the katana over his head, and shouted, "Move out," while pointing forward with the sword.

The sound of three thousand people moving in unison echoed loudly, and even the ground began to tremble as numerous legs pounded into its surface.

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I watched from afar, as I had just returned from planet Xelia…

I had a feeling of trepidation come over me as I saw him lead from the front…

It wasn't fate that made me feel so, fate wasn't working at the time, it was just my instincts to protect Lirian…

I know that I was just his guardian and protector, but I stood by him at almost every second as he grew up…

The previous empress would be unhappy to read this, but I thought of him like a son, so I worried…

But I would soon learn that it was foolish to think Lirian could be killed, only bad things come to those that wish to best him…

I had always found it slightly surreal to imagine Lirian as a god but after that expedition, I came to understand the difference between a man and a god...

To call it terrifying is an understatement, to say that I wished to bow down in worship is a truth...

The word beautiful is inadequate to describe the laws that answer a god's call, it was like witnessing the birth of all creation, and at the centre of it, all was Lirian or should I say Samsara...

I watched as the students moved forward like a flood into the wild and unknown, with a simple goal of discovering things that were lost a very long time ago…

How were they to know that they were going to witness the coming of the god who had been lost at the beginning of time…

They were about to witness history in the making…

Little did they know that they were all about to experience an event that would have their names written in the chronicles of the six civilizations, to be remembered forever…

- An extract from the Journals of Empress Anya Clovis