I get lucky enough to go on another
mission alone as Donna, Stella, and Corso are out doing a request that requires
them a couple other Sparrows. The request I got came in my personal mail like
last time. It’s a request from a man who wants me to chop down some trees that
are possessed by demons. Apparently, some demon worshippers don’t like him and made
demons possess some small trees to go after him. This should be interesting fighting
demonically possessed trees.
Once I arrive at the location, I cautiously
watch all the trees around me. I don’t come across any demon trees until I get
near the man’s help. The demon trees can’t help but sway their branches, unlike the
other small trees that don’t. Since they haven’t noticed me, I throw my throwing
knives at them. These trees aren’t made of bark-like normal trees and are instead
made of thick dry skin. In order to kill these trees, that uses its many branches
like sharp swords, I have to cut them in half or else they won’t die. Scratch
that, I just figured out that I have to cut them through the center where their
wooden heart is. Ah! This was a fun, but quick mission.
I go into the man’s house and say, “Hello?
The demon trees will bother you no more!” No response. “Hello? Anyone home?”
The letter did tell me to stop in and
tell the man when I succeeded. There’s nothing about the house that seems
strange or off. Maybe this was a trap? With my swords out, I check every room
in the house while calling out every now and then. I then search the house
looking explicitly for traps and hidden rooms but find none. Do I have the
wrong house that also happens to have demon trees outside of it? I take out the
note and begin to read through it until it burns up into nothing.
For some reason, it starts to get hot
in the house. A bright light beams through the skylight in the house. This
appears to be where the heat is coming from, so I ready myself for a fight only
for a normal-looking man who is covered in flames to descend from the light
with the help of an angel.
“Who are you?” I ask the man.
“You have nothing to fear for I am
just a meek soul from Purgatory who wants you to remind the world to pray for
the dead. Since the end of the world is upon you, many will die as they try to
survive, therefore, many of the faithful will need prayers in their final
cleansing.”
“You couldn’t just tell a mystic
this? Why me?”
“You are the newest hero and if you
give the world the message, they will listen and follow. There is one last
thing that I must tell you. Thank you for your prayers. They have lessened the
time I and the other souls in Purgatory. We will be praying for you in Heaven.”
The man then ascends with the help
of his angel as the feeling in the house cools down. Did that really happen? I
guess it did since I can’t really explain it, so I do what the suffering soul
requests, which everyone accepts without question. My word really must have a
high authority now. Now I have to hope they’ll continue to do what I say until
the end of the world.
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