You have faced and defeated the forces that have sent the Haarwatch Domain into a death spiral.
Due to defeating a Larval Ravager, your rewards are increased!
Due to defeating the Envoy, your rewards are increased!
Due to defeating a Ravager Queen, your rewards are increased!
Due to defeating a Ravager King, your rewards are greatly increased!
You Gain:
+3 Levels
+New Title
+Silver Chest
You Have Gained 3 Levels!
You Are Now Level 45!
+6 to PER! +6 to VIT! +6 to END! +9 to INT! +12 to WIL! +12 to AGL! +15 to DEX!
You Have 82 Unused Stat Points!
New Title!
Primordial Slayer (Transcendent)
+50% All Stats - You have killed a Primordial, an ancient enemy of the gods themselves! You--
ERROR!
Primordial Still Detected!
ERROR!
Primordial Is Dead!
ERROR///!
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ERROR!
Flashing white text and a flickering blue background consumed him.
"Wake up, Felix."
"Gugh?"
"Wake up and have your breakfast, Bumble."
Despite feeling like warmed over crap, Felix's head snapped up at that word. Pushing his Perception, he tried to sweep the room as fast as possible. He sat at a wooden table in an extremely familiar room. A pale linen ran along the center of the table, it's edges detailed with the delicate lace his mother loved. He was in his family's dining room, a place he hadn't seen in months, but which had haunted his dreams a time or two.
The reason for his nightmares sat quietly at the other end of the room.
"You," Felix said while making sure the exits were still where he remembered. The door to the street was down a level, hard to reach from there, but a sliding door was to his left and a large picture window was fifteen feet behind him. Down the hall, he could hear someone walking about; the floorboards were creaking. Was there someone else? "Why?"
He'd been pulled into a memory of his mother's home before; only last time, he had been battling the lying constructs the Maw had assembled. His interaction with this creature was not a great memory, though she had given him advice that proved fruitful, in the end.
The woman watched him over the rim of a teacup. Unlike last time, she actually faced him, though her form was draped with thick shadows. The room around them was bright with golden morning light, but none of it reached her form. She set down her cup, and the way her arm moved sent shivers down Felix's spine. Joints were not made to move like that. Not human joints, anyway.
"I needed to speak with you, Bumble," she said, and Felix felt bile rise in his throat at the sound.
"Don't call me that. Not ever," Felix gripped the table before him and considered hurling the damn thing at the creature. Only his mother called him that. "I didn't agree to speak with any gods today, or whatever you are."
The thing that he was increasingly certain was the goddess Vellus laughed, and for a dizzying second Felix saw a windswept crag before him. Then it was gone. The shadowy figure dabbed at her lips with a cloth napkin, the nice ones his mom kept in storage. 'For guests,' she would say, though she never had guests over. It just made him more angry to see them being used.
"You are an ascendant on the Broken Path, Titlebearer. With our link, that affords me some options. What's more, you're a Fatebreaker, and now you've finally killed the Primordial that has been dogging your steps since your summoning. This is me congratulating you, Felix Nevarre."
Her voice was soft and smooth, like a gentle rain from lavender skies. Felix flared his Will, Alacrity, and Felicity, trying to keep it at bay. It offered a calming solace, and he needed his wits about him. "Stop that."
The sound stopped immediately, and he thought he saw a frown cross the thing's obscured face. "My apologies. I meant no harm."
"Don't mess with my head, then," Felix growled. "I'm not in a mood to deal with more cryptic beings. If this is a congratulations, then thanks. I appreciate it. Send me back."
Vellus made a confused noise and shifted in her chair. The movement of her body was oddly disjointed, and Felix had to look away. "I had forgotten how...discourteous the Unbound could be."
"I'm not gonna grovel, if that's what you're after," Felix finally did stand up, though he realized that Vellus still stared at him levelly though she was still seated. Like she had instantly grown taller.
"That is not--I have come to thank you. And to warn you," Felix felt her eyes on him like two hot brands. "Your Dawnwalker Spirit was a light in the darkness, a way forward through the unknown. Your own guidepost into this wild world. Yet as you navigated the darkness, you have grown your power against the heavy wheel of adversity. Your dominion has widened with every step, and those arrayed against you have failed to call you to heel. The pull of your existence is growing harder to miss, ascendant, and soon your enemies will have to acknowledge you. And your enemies are far more numerous than you can imagine."
Vellus paused and her head tilted at him. The sound of creaking floorboards grew louder.
"You're the one giving me tips on Tiering up?" Felix asked.
"I am. You activated the bloodgate in my ancient temple, and so we are connected by tenuous strings. Link enough to give you what aid I can." The silhouette of a goddess sagged, as if a heavy weight dragged at her. Those floorboards groaned. "We do not have much more time. There is much you must hear. You have traveled beyond the First Gateway to the threshold of the Second. Before you lies a path that once held the promise of the divine...now it is no more than a weedy game trail, barely visible among the overgrown wilderness."
She twitched, and Felix was scalded by the impression of boiling rain the color of blood. "I can help bridge the gap, Felix Nevarre. But you must find the Temples of the Lost Gods, just as you have found mine. It is the only way."
Dark eyes, black on black, bored into his own. "But you must beware us. We are not your friends, or allies. We are gods, Felix Nevarre."
Steps, heavy and fast, rattled the whole house.
"We are not to be trusted."
"Gugh!"