Vivian's words were like a magical spell. Hao Ren and Hessiana quickly turned from neutral and friendly to something of a short fuse. If Vivian had not been beside Hao Ren, the miniature version of herself would have attacked him. Hao Ren looked haplessly at Hessiana's glaring eyes. He wanted to tell Hessiana: Vivian did not want to see her because of her unruly behaviour. If she had been behaving and refraining herself from causing any sexual disorientation in Vivian, the two of them would not have come to this point in their relationship! Vivian was kind; she had already buried the hatchet with Lily and it would be more so with the bat—her own kind.
In all honesty, he did not get the chance to tell her this; he was not sure whether Vivian or Hessiana would bite him first if actually said it?
Hao Ren got a little confused about the relationship between Hessiana and Vivian. His perspective of family relationship was being greatly challenged; were they mother-daughter or cousins? Lily's logic told her they were mother and daughter. After all, Hessiana was the "meat that fell off Vivian's body". But Hao Ren felt that there was no succession process taking place; the summoned bats were Vivian's clones and when her clones gained sentience, they became a derivative of the original. So without a doubt, they were cousins. He also remembered mitosis, which he had learned in biology class during his school years.
But unfortunately, he could not really tell what it was.
He decided not to care about what they were. Plus, he did not want to be a big mouth and end up being bitten by Vivian just because of his cognitive ignorance. He knew Vivian was mentally allergic to "the meat that fell off her body".
Fog engulfed their entire surroundings. Visibility was very poor. But, there was only one way, and that was to move forward. As long as they did not stray from the path, they were not going to get lost. However, there was something more than a densed fog; Hao Ren was almost certain that he saw something moving and disappearing very quickly in the fog. At times, he would see people in ancient Greek customes herding livestock, and other times, he would see people in modern suits moving about in a hurry. These strange visions occured on and off in the deepest part of the fog, like a mirage calling out to thirsty travellers in the desert. Hessiana quickly warned them not to stray from their path under their feet. "Don't ever get distracted by the foggy scenery. One misstep and you're stuck. The fog is a masterpiece of the Shadow Masters; it contains 3,500 years worth of memory sediments in Athens. Once you step into it, you'll be trapped in a random piece of memory, with no chance to escape, I'm afraid. The fog doesn't go away, it stays there forever."
Hao Ren was filled with wonder and fear at the same time. He had no idea what type or number strange traps guarded the Fotress of Shadows, which lay ahead. All he knew was, there were reasons why the all-powerful demon hunters had failed to take down this sanctuary all these years. Even more incredible was the "real" Athens actually existing alongside the shadow world; people living under the sun not realising that in the shadow of the city, an entirely different world existed!
As they went further, the strange visions in the fog appeared even more frequently. Hao Ren saw a group of spear-wielding ancient soldiers walking in his direction, but as they approached, the soldiers suddenly turned into present day workers in suits; a 1920s car blasting its horn emerged from the densed fog, running through Y'zaks and disappearing at the other end of the fog; there was even a group of Nazi German soldiers behind them. This more-recent-memory was a lot more vivid as Hao Ren could see the light reflections on the buttons of the Nazi soldiers' uniform. As they went farther, more old and modern buildings lined both sides of the road. Clearer images surfaced and some of them were obviously not memories. Their behaviours were clearly different from the visions they saw; they seemed to be lost in the fog. Hessiana pointed at these phantoms and lamented. "Those are the hapless ones, trapped; some are otherworldly criminals who were thrown into the fog; some are wretched souls who offended the guards and some are naive demon hunters. No one can fight the 3,500-year-old memories of this city. Anyone who gets trapped in the fog will be consumed by it and what's left will be broken images of the moments before their death. I don't know how good you guys are, but my advice is, don't try anything stupid and don't challenge the defenses of the Shadowy Divide, those things are nasty."
Hessiana made it clear to emphasise the danger of these traps. Hao Ren knew it; this girl obviously inherited her temperament from Vivian. So he smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, we'll be careful..."
Hessiana sneered at him and turned her head away, like a child throwing a tantrum. Hao Ren was given a cold shoulder but it caused him no harm.
Suddenly, the fog subsided and visibility was restored.
"Here it is." Hessiana pointed down at the scenery beneath them. "Welcome to the other Athens—one of the safest places on this planet."
"Whoa..." exclaiming in awe, Lily raised her neck and looked into the distance.
They were standing on the platform of a building, overlooking the city. The sky was gloomy as if covered by a layer of curtain or a sea of clouds, totally obscuring the sun and the moon. Under the gloomy sky laid a strange city completely different from the real Athens: the city was built up of classical architecture like straight out of historical paintings, buildings built using stones and olddly shaped scuptures were everywhere, most of which were ancient Greek-style circular columns and ridged houses. But there were also steeple-styled houses and castles which looked out of place, giving the impression that this place was neither fish nor fowl. But undeniably, these architecture in their own were treasure. No architecture of industrial and technological building techniques of today could be compared to those here. No comparison because you wouldn't find those meticulously carved columns, beautifully painted door, ingeniously laid slates and painstakingly craved reliefs at any other places. As the sky was void of sunlight and moonlight, man-made light sources were everywhere—on buildings and in the streets, but where they got the energy from was a mystery.
Looking at the city, Hao Ren had felt that he had come to a wrong timeline, even a wrong world: the city was full of classical architecture of different eras and regions, as if the city architect couldn't wait to show off all his creations at once, totally out of place and yet the details were meticulous. Hao Ren pointed to a mansion near him. "This mansion doesn't look like it was built three-thousand years ago."
"It's just a sanctuary, not something permanent. Sometimes wanderers from other places would check in. Houses of different styles and eras in the city are such passed down from generation to generation. People who got bored and had nothing else to do would start alterting houses; a mansion today, a castle tomorrow, they would even dig a hole and live underground the following day. What we have is time and energy but things to do.
"Where did they get the materials from?" asked Hao Ren curiously.
Till a moment ago Hessiana had refused to talk with Hao Ren, but she had now forgotten about the grudge she had with him. She responded. "The elders hauled in two hills to build the Fortress of Shadows, also we had found a safer way to bring in materials. We mined for stone and moved things underground, the demon hunters didn't know. They couldn't possibly monitor the whole world all the time."
Vivian looked down at the city, frowned. "Such an ignorant bunch, flashy and impractical."
Hao Ren hemmed and murmured to her, "*Cough cough*, didn't you say it's your dream to stay in a castle?"
Vivian blushed. And she jabbed him before shooting him a glaring glance.
Vivian's words were like a magical spell. Hao Ren and Hessiana quickly turned from neutral and friendly to something of a short fuse. If Vivian had not been beside Hao Ren, the miniature version of herself would have attacked him. Hao Ren looked haplessly at Hessiana's glaring eyes. He wanted to tell Hessiana: Vivian did not want to see her because of her unruly behaviour. If she had been behaving and refraining herself from causing any sexual disorientation in Vivian, the two of them would not have come to this point in their relationship! Vivian was kind; she had already buried the hatchet with Lily and it would be more so with the bat—her own kind.
In all honesty, he did not get the chance to tell her this; he was not sure whether Vivian or Hessiana would bite him first if actually said it?
Hao Ren got a little confused about the relationship between Hessiana and Vivian. His perspective of family relationship was being greatly challenged; were they mother-daughter or cousins? Lily's logic told her they were mother and daughter. After all, Hessiana was the "meat that fell off Vivian's body". But Hao Ren felt that there was no succession process taking place; the summoned bats were Vivian's clones and when her clones gained sentience, they became a derivative of the original. So without a doubt, they were cousins. He also remembered mitosis, which he had learned in biology class during his school years.
But unfortunately, he could not really tell what it was.
He decided not to care about what they were. Plus, he did not want to be a big mouth and end up being bitten by Vivian just because of his cognitive ignorance. He knew Vivian was mentally allergic to "the meat that fell off her body".
Fog engulfed their entire surroundings. Visibility was very poor. But, there was only one way, and that was to move forward. As long as they did not stray from the path, they were not going to get lost. However, there was something more than a densed fog; Hao Ren was almost certain that he saw something moving and disappearing very quickly in the fog. At times, he would see people in ancient Greek customes herding livestock, and other times, he would see people in modern suits moving about in a hurry. These strange visions occured on and off in the deepest part of the fog, like a mirage calling out to thirsty travellers in the desert. Hessiana quickly warned them not to stray from their path under their feet. "Don't ever get distracted by the foggy scenery. One misstep and you're stuck. The fog is a masterpiece of the Shadow Masters; it contains 3,500 years worth of memory sediments in Athens. Once you step into it, you'll be trapped in a random piece of memory, with no chance to escape, I'm afraid. The fog doesn't go away, it stays there forever."
Hao Ren was filled with wonder and fear at the same time. He had no idea what type or number strange traps guarded the Fotress of Shadows, which lay ahead. All he knew was, there were reasons why the all-powerful demon hunters had failed to take down this sanctuary all these years. Even more incredible was the "real" Athens actually existing alongside the shadow world; people living under the sun not realising that in the shadow of the city, an entirely different world existed!
As they went further, the strange visions in the fog appeared even more frequently. Hao Ren saw a group of spear-wielding ancient soldiers walking in his direction, but as they approached, the soldiers suddenly turned into present day workers in suits; a 1920s car blasting its horn emerged from the densed fog, running through Y'zaks and disappearing at the other end of the fog; there was even a group of Nazi German soldiers behind them. This more-recent-memory was a lot more vivid as Hao Ren could see the light reflections on the buttons of the Nazi soldiers' uniform. As they went farther, more old and modern buildings lined both sides of the road. Clearer images surfaced and some of them were obviously not memories. Their behaviours were clearly different from the visions they saw; they seemed to be lost in the fog. Hessiana pointed at these phantoms and lamented. "Those are the hapless ones, trapped; some are otherworldly criminals who were thrown into the fog; some are wretched souls who offended the guards and some are naive demon hunters. No one can fight the 3,500-year-old memories of this city. Anyone who gets trapped in the fog will be consumed by it and what's left will be broken images of the moments before their death. I don't know how good you guys are, but my advice is, don't try anything stupid and don't challenge the defenses of the Shadowy Divide, those things are nasty."
Hessiana made it clear to emphasise the danger of these traps. Hao Ren knew it; this girl obviously inherited her temperament from Vivian. So he smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, we'll be careful..."
Hessiana sneered at him and turned her head away, like a child throwing a tantrum. Hao Ren was given a cold shoulder but it caused him no harm.
Suddenly, the fog subsided and visibility was restored.
"Here it is." Hessiana pointed down at the scenery beneath them. "Welcome to the other Athens—one of the safest places on this planet."
"Whoa..." exclaiming in awe, Lily raised her neck and looked into the distance.
They were standing on the platform of a building, overlooking the city. The sky was gloomy as if covered by a layer of curtain or a sea of clouds, totally obscuring the sun and the moon. Under the gloomy sky laid a strange city completely different from the real Athens: the city was built up of classical architecture like straight out of historical paintings, buildings built using stones and olddly shaped scuptures were everywhere, most of which were ancient Greek-style circular columns and ridged houses. But there were also steeple-styled houses and castles which looked out of place, giving the impression that this place was neither fish nor fowl. But undeniably, these architecture in their own were treasure. No architecture of industrial and technological building techniques of today could be compared to those here. No comparison because you wouldn't find those meticulously carved columns, beautifully painted door, ingeniously laid slates and painstakingly craved reliefs at any other places. As the sky was void of sunlight and moonlight, man-made light sources were everywhere—on buildings and in the streets, but where they got the energy from was a mystery.
Looking at the city, Hao Ren had felt that he had come to a wrong timeline, even a wrong world: the city was full of classical architecture of different eras and regions, as if the city architect couldn't wait to show off all his creations at once, totally out of place and yet the details were meticulous. Hao Ren pointed to a mansion near him. "This mansion doesn't look like it was built three-thousand years ago."
"It's just a sanctuary, not something permanent. Sometimes wanderers from other places would check in. Houses of different styles and eras in the city are such passed down from generation to generation. People who got bored and had nothing else to do would start alterting houses; a mansion today, a castle tomorrow, they would even dig a hole and live underground the following day. What we have is time and energy but things to do.
"Where did they get the materials from?" asked Hao Ren curiously.
Till a moment ago Hessiana had refused to talk with Hao Ren, but she had now forgotten about the grudge she had with him. She responded. "The elders hauled in two hills to build the Fortress of Shadows, also we had found a safer way to bring in materials. We mined for stone and moved things underground, the demon hunters didn't know. They couldn't possibly monitor the whole world all the time."
Vivian looked down at the city, frowned. "Such an ignorant bunch, flashy and impractical."
Hao Ren hemmed and murmured to her, "*Cough cough*, didn't you say it's your dream to stay in a castle?"
Vivian blushed. And she jabbed him before shooting him a glaring glance.
