Ascension of the Nephilim

Reisling's sudden outburst suddenly surprised many of the Eldriches nearby.

Reisling Grapevine was one of the most powerful factions within the Eldirch groups. They had a special Corruption that only their kind had.

"Why does the great daughter of Grapevine speak of this wild accusation?" Another Eldrich frowned. He was a member of the Highwing clan and the current Eldrich mediator.

"At first, many of you sit on your high seats, disinterested in serving the cause of the Highwind. And many of you continue to take advantage and set your eyes outside. But now, that chance and hope have appeared, you suddenly aim for the positions of the Highwinds?" The Eldrich noble glared.

"I do not care for your heritage. Call it bad luck, but I hate Breveros Highwind! Your family claims Breveros is a man of great wit, skill, and magical affinity. Yet he is nothing but a lowly Crown! Your family claimed that he would have the power to become a Cherubim and the same potential as his brother, the king! Yet have any of these claims ever come true? He is but a Crown and is now defeated by an Incubus! You demand to take ownership and control of sending out your forces denying the other families assistance, but what has happened? Wasn't the plan that he communicated five days ago? What was the cause of this delay?" Reisling challenged.

The Eldrich was caught off guard and fell silent.

Breveros had said they could find towers within the Black Bog Kingdom as many kingdoms use it to communicate with numerous kingdoms around the land. And if it were done silently, there would be a way for Eldrich to adjust it and communicate with them. Breveros said that he would have more than enough time to complete it.

But instead, they were delayed for five whole days.

"He could be dead for all we know. The Breveros have taken his last bits of crumb from the Eldrich! Creating a Conqueror is already so difficult for us! We, the other nobles, pay tribute to the king. And that we did. Yet you waste all these to Breveros!"

"And what would you have us do, Reisling?"

Powerful energy swirled, and a massive force shot down on Reisling.

BANG!

"A Grapevine should do best and hang on the rails that the husbandman cultivates, lest she is cut off and cast down low." Tempest Hiwind appeared as the force of the wind pushed Reisling down.

Reisling was attacked, and the power of the strongest Eldrich pushed her down.

"You dare to insult my son?"

"You're son... that is full of bad luck?! Do you think that I am here... because I want to?! I want to spare the Eldrich race!" Reisling suddenly stood up and resisted the winds.

The howling wind and the force continued to cut her and made numerous marks on her body. But she continued to force herself up.

"I... who never take part on the matters of war and have not taken my seat in this circle... why do you think I am... oh royal father to the Emperor?!" Reisling shouted back.

"The power of the Grapevine awakened! I know what lies within your son! You dare to hide it?!" Reisling roared in anger.

Tempest Highwind was surprised at the rage of Reisling.

"Father. It seems that she found out something. Perhaps, the spirit of the grapevine told her." A voice was heard, and seated on the highest seat was the emperor of the Eldrich.

Everyone began to bow.

"Hail, King Bolerax Highwind!"

Even Reisling kneeled out of courtesy but resisted the wind powers.

Tempest Highwing glanced at the woman and couldn't help but wonder what she meant.

"Tell us. Eldrich Noble Reisling Grapevine. What have you found?"

"A Spirit has spoken. The drunken sprees of the world and its mindless ramblings have reached my ears. A plot made by gods and the fallen. A battle between the Greater Gods and the Fallen!"

Bolerax's eyebrows were raised. He had heard of this battle between two forces from Nightwing. And now, someone else knows about it!

"We are... in an era known as the Era of Middle. A war is appearing, and many forces are moving and acting. It spoke of a secret. An attempt to curse our family! And Breveros is that curse!" Reisling declared.

Nightwing had told Reisling everything about the curse within Breveros. He also spoke about how the entire Eldrich was part of Destiny and that he, a True Neutral, was seeking refuge and offering Destiny an olive branch. However, now the bad luck of Breveros is forcing Nightwing to remain an enemy to Destiny.

She didn't know that her conversation with Nightwing was hidden from Destiny.

As Nightwing's power grew, his control in Mysterion also grew. As a result, the god seals and curses were now being weakened constantly. Nightwing was growing stronger as a Cardinal, and his strength meant the curses were weak.

And Nightwing experimented to see how exactly Destiny could work. Nightwing sought to cover the entire lives of people from Destiny. But it was too impossible to do so. Yet, he confirmed that hidden important events were powerful.

Nightwing didn't need to hide people from Destiny. He could change the course set by Destiny by hiding only the smallest of moments.

The unseen minutes that Nightwing talked to Reisling were a trigger that would thwart Destiny's plan. Destiny has deemed Brevero's life a constant slope of failure. But this time, Nightwing was hoping for it! He hoped that Breveros would further be weakened or stripped of his position!

"I don't know what I heard! It could have been a whisper of Destiny for all I care that one given over to wine had allowed me to see it!"

"How is my brother a curse?" Bolerax asked.

"My king, how can he not be? Failure after failure. Scores of bad luck in his cultivation journey. I ask you this... why is he so unlucky? And why hasn't anyone considered checking if he is cursed or attacked by such bad luck?"

"You're claiming it's a power? I don't sense any curses from him! And not just me. My father and many other nobles here have done their best and found nothing."

"That's my point! What if... is it not a curse? But a blessing? Our blood and power are traced back to numerous powerful Fallen gods. We know that we are driven by Destiny though we cannot pierce through its mystery! What if it was Destiny who cursed Lord Breveros?" Reislin asked.

In the realms beyond, Destiny and Fate were constantly making a move after move as the Era of Middle approached. The battles they had spanned across the universes, and Destiny would hear every direction and would see the future that Fate kept trying to change.

"More gaps? What exactly is she trying to achieve? Was it her who gave this Reislin a vision? Does she think that Breveros is a hidden champion of mine and is trying to sabotage him?" Destiny laughed as he saw the future.

"Fool! I want Breveros to be weak! If he is weakened, it will only be to my benefit! What a fool you are, Fate! Even with Histerion fighting for you, you seem to be losing your wits! Has Foolishness defeated Wisdom?! You're full of holes now, Fate!" Destiny laughed.

The ears of Destiny listened well to the conversations of all his minions. It heard the present and could see the future. But because of a conversation hidden in mystery, the calculations that Destiny thought would become were far, far from what would really happen.

The power of Destiny moved within the room of the Eldrich, and they made their decisions based in the favor of Destiny. Their Foresight aided them in choosing the right future.

But these futures would be very, very different. All because of a few mysterious conversations.

On the other realm, back with Beginning, Fate continued to move. But her strategy was different. She was pushing pressure on the Planesworld.

"Is this not enough?" An Ancient God stood by her and frowned.

"The seeds we've been reserving are now being used to fight a failed battle!"

"Trust me. Our losses should be few compared to Destiny after this. Wisdom told me! The Nephilim should be there in the Midlands. The changes are too weird! If the Nephilim'spower is as Wisdom guessed, then Destiny is losing sight of the future!"

Back on the Planeworld, a magical array was finally created.

Breveros managed to connect to the other world.

"Brother? Is that you? Are you alive? What happened?" Bolerax suddenly asked.

Breveros sighed as he heard the concerned questions his brother. For a slight second, the hatred he had for his brother disappeared.

"If Destiny has chosen my brother as his champion for this war, then ultimately, Destiny did this. My brother should not have any idea of what is happening." Breveros told himself.

Unknown to him, the discussion following Reisling's declaration turned to many nobles siding with Reisling as Destiny urged them to further strip Breveros of his titles!