Chapter 31: Quest 29- Temple In The Middle of Nowhere

Arriving at the temple Cirrus found it relatively intact if not abandoned. The temple had some piles of sand in it with slight erosion, but it can still be habitable.

“What architecture even is this? Looks like a mesh of Greek and Hindu.”

He disengaged his armor and began looking around the temple, he found that it had lower floors and went down the long set of spiraling stairs to find himself in a large ceremonial room filled with various runes lighting the dim room, with a rusty sword all the way at the end of the room embedded in a pedestal.

“Huh? what is it? The Master Sword?”

Walking up to it Cirrus looked around and then touched it.

Screeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A loud piercing sound resonated inside the room, Cirrus let go of the sword and covered his ears as they begun to bleed.

‘Shit!’

He quickly jumped back as he sees the sword reduce to powder and the wall in front of Cirrus opened up with even more set of stairs.

“…I really fucking hope there isn’t anything evil or murderous down here.”

Cirrus began to walk pass the pedestal and down the new dark passage.

Cirrus then quickly equips his base armor to heal his body and then quickly removed it and re-equipped his Stymphalian armor.

“There I should be able to see better.”

With the mask on Cirrus could see far better but was slightly dimmer then the room.

Tap

Tap

Tap

Slowly walking down the long set of stairs.

“Geezus fucking christ, fuck it.”

Cirrus grabs his shield and uses it as a sled going down the stairs quickly.

Ding!

Ting!

Click!

“Ah fuck.”

Hearing several noises Cirrus kept his head down as several arrows came flying out the walls and a boulder dropping down.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!”

The wings expanded and flap speeding his descension until finally after a while of using the wings on and off he reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Haa! haa! haa! haa! haa!” Cirrus quickly removed his armor and moved away from the entrance as the boulder came and crashed into the doorway.

Crash!!!!!!!

The room shook with small debris and sand coming down.

“Haaa…shit…I regret this a lot now.”

Cirrus reached into his bag and drank a few Magic Potions while on the ground catching his breath when a female voice filled the room.

“Human with a Supreme God’s Blessing, I am surprised one such as you will come here?”

“Huh? who said that?” Cirrus slowly gets up in a room of darkness.

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“Did you not bring a torch? A rather stupid mercenary.”

“Mercenary? I’m not here on someone’s pay you uhh…disembodied voice?”

“But are you not one who fights against monsters from the dungeon? Or has the name changed into something else?”

“It’s the latter, were called adventures. How long have you been in this dark room for to have a term change?”

“I do not remember. But it was about a hundred or so years after the gods came to help the people.”

“Ah…so uh about 1000 or so years give or take a few hundred years?”

“I have been locked away for that long? I…I do not know how to feel about being forgotten.”

“Hold up.” a magic circle slightly illuminated the dark room. “(Exousía, Adorn: Stymphalian).” The armor covers Cirrus and is now able to see. “There that…are you in that tomb?”

“Tomb? Why would I be in a tomb? I…”

Tap, tap.

“Ah…”

Cirrus could hear the sad realization she made and also the fact that there really is someone in that tomb, this made Cirrus incredibly on edge.

“Do you have a name?” Cirrus slowly walks to the tomb carefully seeing if there are any traps.

“Once long ago…but I have forgotten it, do you have a name?”

“My name? Well its Cirrus Zephyr.”

“Is that so? Well Cirrus Zephyr can I ask of you a request?”

“Uhh sure?”

“Can you free me? If so, I can reward you greatly.”

Tap, tap.

Cirrus reached the tomb and tapped it.

“To be honest this situation is rather…hmm what’s the word I’m looking for? Uhh…sketchy. As far as I know you might as well be some like evil…hmm wait there is no way you’re a god right?”

“I am a spirit…one sent by a great goddess, but I was sealed away in here for simply being her sprite…I think? It would seem I even forgotten the reason I was sealed away.”

“So…you were a contract-less Spirit from the Age of Hero’s huh? So is the reward a contract with you?”

“Yes, I have not fulfilled my purpose. My sole existence was to help the Hero’s fight back against the monsters but…ah, I remember now.”

“You remember what? Why you were sealed?” Cirrus checked around the tomb to see if there was a way out for her.

“Yes…it was my appearance; I can now remember the faces of horror as many ran away from…and then I defended myself…I…really do deserve to be sealed…or was it my power?”

Uncertainty filled words left her confused and Cirrus sadden to hear the possible reason.

‘Sealing her in this place for such a long time…tch. I know what solitude does to a human so her memories must be completely fucked.’

“For what defending yourself? Don’t be stupid if they attacked you for your appearance, it’s their fault the poor dog showed its fang and ripped their dam throats out. Ill free you from this place! I promise you that!”

Cirrus felt a footing for his finger to dig in, he disengaged his armor and his magic circle appeared behind him.

“(Exousía, Adorn: Erymanthian)!!!”