Ascendants of Ancients Sovereign - By Phillip Jones Page 0,110

Heaven and Hell were supposedly destroyed. The idea of a book holding souls in its pages sounds fake and made up to me.”

Mosley sat on his haunches and scratched the fur on his neck with his left, rear paw. “I assure you the Book is not fake, but holding souls is only part of what the Book does. It also contains the laws of the gods. The gods must live by this charter no matter what.” The wolf paused. “The information I’m about to share with you was given by Bassorine and protected by the Book. Bassorine did not share this information with anyone else. I would not know it now, but it was Bassorine’s desire that I be informed. The Book and Bassorine had plans of their own, though I don’t know to what extent their planning will effect the future.”

The wolf took a deep breath. “One thing I do know is that you will grow quickly and have abilities far greater than any sorceress before you. Your gods of Earth spoke with Bassorine before you were born. It was a secret meeting that only Bassorine and these earthly manifestations knew about. It was during this meeting that Bassorine asked these gods not to share the information they kept between them … and they didn’t. The pact was sacred.

“Your gods were asked to give you the ability to absorb energies that live around you. Bassorine asked them to allow you to channel these energies at a much higher level than those who are normally able to do so. He requested that you be given a gentle heart and a strong will. This is why you learn so quickly and are so kind. This is also why you’re so stubborn and display such drama. You have the ability to become a goddess without having to ascend. You could be the most powerful woman, even more powerful than the gods on Ancients Sovereign, without having to live on the God World.”

“My Lord in Heaven!” Shalee exclaimed. “If my mother was here, she would soil herself. To know her little girl was so blessed ... wow ... me, a goddess! I don’t know about that.” She reached down and pulled at the fabric of her dress. “Oh my goodness, Mosley, I’m going to need a whole new wardrobe if I become a goddess.”

A few moments went by before Shalee stopped daydreaming and redirected her thinking. “What did you mean by ‘energies?’”

As Mosley gnawed at the end of his paw, he responded between nips. “I don’t think it’s possible to fully describe what these energies are. Allow me to improvise. I shall call them miniature beings that cannot be seen ... beings that live around us. Only certain beings can absorb them. They flow into your body when you command magic and become a permanent part of you.”

Shalee held up her hand. “Just a second ... I mean, moment. You’re telling me that these life forces enter my body and just stay there? What happens to them once they’re inside me?”

Mosley smiled and adjusted where he was gnawing to a spot between his legs. He managed to continue their conversation during his exploration for the source of irritation. “Let’s say that these life forces are the building blocks of your magical foundation. The bigger you make your foundation, the stronger you’ll become. The power you’ll eventually command will be tremendous.”

Shalee placed her hand to her chin. “You make me sound like I’m gonna be some kind of Jedi knight or something. Why would Bassorine ask the gods of Earth to do this for me? Why choose me?”

Unsure of what Shalee meant by “Jedi knight,” Mosley ignored the reference and continued. “It was not that Bassorine chose you. It was more a matter of the order of your birth. After they spoke of Sam’s abilities and what skills he would carry throughout life, they sent him to Earth. The gods then found an imperfect soul. Your soul, Shalee, was also incomplete. Joining imperfections can form a completed being. I don’t know further details of how to explain what this means, but I can say you were simply incomplete. This was the only way for the gods to fix your deformity. In the process, you became the one they chose to bless. Perhaps they felt sorry for you.”

Shalee frowned. “You’re saying I’m special only because I was messed up. That puts a damper on how I feel. How’s a girl supposed to live life knowing