(A.N. Sorry for the wait, had shit to deal with, here's another chapter)
"-Now what do you feel?" Adam asked who sat crosslegged, cross armed, with his eyes closed as he took in the nature and what his future bride had to say, "When you reach inside of yourself what exactly do you feel?".
Who was sitting on me, right in the middle of my cross legs—I was pretty big—humming to herself with her eyes squeezed tight as she tried to get a understanding over what I was trying to teach her.
Her beautiful form among the countless flowers, her flaming hair, harmlessly laid on my chest, stomach, and pelvis.
For several more months now, I have been doing my training regiment, or just regular ass scheduling, do whatever in the morning, bit making breakfast, go fishing, paint or sculpt.
And when it hits Noon? Go over to the mountain, and simply start punching it till the sun falls down below the Horizen.
Then till they go to bed to their rooms, they either play some sort of game, or Adam tries retelling a light hearted story that didn't require giving so many explanations to explain what each and everything was.
Now he was helping Eve do her own training in the morning (and you better believe that is an accomplishment…the girl can fucking sleep), according to the Gacha, his own fucking soul, she apparently a perfect synergy to work with.
Pyromaniac, Warrior of Sunlight, and Psyker(Pyromancy), alongside her own version of Magic Well.
She should have a easy time learning this, even if he himself had…a limited amount of magical experience.
Soul Vessel was going at abysmal rates, he only got even the smallest amount of Soul when he caught a fish, at this moment, with none of it spent, he may be able to slightly himself once if needed be.
And all the others, from Caryll Runecraft, Airbending, or the fact he had expanded reserve becuase of things like Magic Well.
But you better believe he was gonna give it his best shot!
"I feel…a lot of fire," Eve started, as she tried to imagine as to his words, what did she feel whenever she looks deep inside herself, or what is the first thing that comes to mind when she things of "power".
…Hey, he didn't have a lot to work with, so he may as well start with the tropes shit.
See what sticks to the wall.
"Fire? Like a campfire last night with the Ice Cream?" She shook her head as she tilted her head side to side, or more like from one arm to the other of mine.
"No," she finally answered, her eyes still closed, cutely concentrating with a clear focus, from left to right "It's pulsing, and all I can see is fire,…ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum," as she tried to…what Adam assumed as her trying to adorably mimic the sound of the pulsation.
Is this shit actually working and she is having a vision?? Or is her imagination acting up.
The fact she is thinking of fire is already a very good direction we are going in.
Welp, he started it, "Ok, this pulsing, do you think it's important? There's a rhythm to it right? Is it like music?"
"…I think it's more of a heartbeat," she retorted, as her head tilted up to the sky, before she slowly turned to me, and opened her emerald eyes, "…I don't know why but I am getting a feeling I am hearing your heartbeat,"
…Did the Infinite Chaos refer to him?
Well whatever, he gently grabbed Eve behind her head, and brought it to his chest as he laid down on the ground, Eve now on top of him, her flaming hair spreading across my abdomen.
She tried to raise her head to look at him, but he simply nudge her back down to his chest, "Well listen,…if it's my heartbeat, let's listen to a more physical source,"
Her emerald eyes blinked at him, before she smiled and nodded her head with a little bit of excitement, as she started to intensely listen to his heart beat (that admittedly sped up a little.
"Now listen to it, listen to th pumping of my blood,…I want you to think about the flames as well, the air is a component of fire, a good part of its fuel to exist and to burn, I want you to think about how it is connected to us as well and the power that is life. The air enters through the mouth and into the lungs, the air travels through the blood and makes sure that each small part of us is still alive and working, including the heart, the heart gets fed the air like everything else, the fire that burns alongside-"
I didn't get to finish, as when Eve listened to both him and his heart, she burst into flames.
Like…more than usual…her entire form was of fire now, as there was definitely a stinging sensation of burning against my skin.
ThoughFire Resistance was doing its work and it mostly was just stinging sensations that left no harm against him, especially since he doubted Eve meant to actually harm him.
Who immediately jumped off of him, her form flickering an switching between what looked like a DnD Fire Elemental and her usual nude form.
Before eventually the flames were off,…including her hair interesting enough, and she had a massively worrie and guilty look on a verge of crying.
"A-Adam are you okay? I didn't mean…to…hurt you," she panicked and rushed over to sooth over any burns I may have acquired and…found nothing, as expected.
he gave her a cool smirk, while his body naturally positioned into a fallen angel pose that some edgy characters do to try and look cool.
Which apparently Aura Farming nudged him to do, and so he did as he gave comforted her, "I am not hurt, in fact, it didn't really hurt at all, still this is good,"
"That…was good?" She looked at me with confused as she wiped her eyes off of some tears that fell, seeing as he was ok.
I nodded, "Of course, in fact other than Samael, I am probably the best person you could have accidently burned, as I am tougher than I look, evee,"
"Now we just need to figure out what works and what doesn't, in order to learn to make an omelette you have to break some eggs afterall,"
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Rumble
"…Can we make some omelettes?" She asked with a small smile and blush and following suite was her stomach rumbling.
Adam nodded with faux sage wisdom, "Of course, food first, then we will see where this goes,"
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Omake: Three Primoridals, God, Roo, and a little small soul.
"What's the situation?" A Throne descended down in a hurry to ask the Dominion in charge of her division over their report on the Earth Texture.
Said Angel was frowning, looking away from what may have appeared to other as just heavenly cloud skies, but in actually she was observing in farther distance, in a distance that was more dimensional than length.
"It's worse than we believed, ever since the entity has been reported in, the creatures of earth have rapidly become more violent…worse yet some of the creatures that evolved on their own began after dealing sufficient damage…made their target cease living," she grimaced as she tried to wrap her mind around this conundrum.
"What's worse is that some things are randomly from Stone to the Evolutionary Lines are getting older or younger, more alarmingly, some are magically mutating.
"…Didn't the first man know of this? Of Death?" Another angel, a Virtue who has been in charge of being more on ground investigation like many other angels of his rank down below that took a more detailed look than just a overview lie their superior is doing on a massive scale.
They frowned in worry, "He has, and yet another concept effortlessly created…" it seemed almost daily that the first man spontaneous creates at least a dozen new ideas, concepts, and depth to Creation.
It used to be by the hundreds, some says more than a thousand, with Adam's mere existence, the expanse and principles of creation has sped up exponentially,…alongside work that is.
It was why he was considered by the Elders and High Serphim as a Major Success, both to the Lord of Eden's character and body, as well as how his very being seems to be warping reality.
It was almost too much work, all the angels could only be grateful that the time in Eden was made to be astronomically slower than the weeks to months they worked with.
They however only ever so often recieved anything from Lilith, the Song being the most memorable, magic that encouraged emotion and music to spread, but still only ever so often she expanded on Creation, to the point the Elders believed they may have made a mistake of some sort.
The core of Adam, in the space an time that had no concepts but did, the same place their Lord and the Darkness that followed existed before…The Throne has heard from a Cherubium were aware to an extent that using such a core may have given Adam some sort of alternative common sense, or the best case scenario expanded knowledge.
The Throne however believed, alongside a lot of the other higher ranked angels, that Adam may have been influences what exactly counted as common sense…if only a little.
But it seemed to be nothing of concern, he was virtuous, he was kind, he was responsible, he created an took care of his designated kingdom.
Then it happened, the very moment Adam spoke of it, "Death" a new concept had been created…and yet nothing came of it? No new assignment, no new arrangement, all th new ones always came with a idea of some sort of what it was.
Even the ones that they understood…like Pain, Pride, Fear, Hunger, and many other words they got the idea behind it…but a lot of them they don't understand because simply put…
It was not something thy could be attributed to The Lord.
But death? They don't understand what happened, what changed, what was this concept, the fact that nothing happened implied it was something that couldn't currently exist.
Not unless it's done by the hands of someone that works on different logic than what was in the present.
And then the Incident occured, th Entity, th Darkness, soemthing the Heavenly Father spoken it as the title "Evil",…made contact with Adam, who was naively tricked into giving it substance, a name.
That very same day, a new Archangel was born, Azrael, the Angel of Death, before it began.
Terra, the project where they were first learning to create life, when they first discovered what worked and what didn't…it began to be…influenced by something.
"…Does not matter, at the moment, this…Roo, may have been strengthened by being named, is limited in her influence. For as long as she remains in that tree, she can only do so much, not when every part of Creation is Father's power given form,".