God Is A Game Designer 100 C99 Talking To The Pas

Annie felt the panic running down her spine, this man causing her emotions to stir as it was clear as day that this man was the same one to wipe out an entire species with the snap of his fingers. The cold emotions that seemed to think everyone as just another item to be used.

Matea looked up at Annie with confusion as she tilted her head, to her the man looked similar to her friend except for the size difference. Matea's condition made many doctors and magicians think she was blind and unable to see the world.

They could not be more wrong.

She saw not the average sight of a mortal but closer to the aura's and power of every individual person. The world painted in greys, with colours only representing magical power. The average person is wielding a small spark inside the heart that almost seemed natural to extinguish with a thumb and finger.

The angel standing next to her was different. While most people only saw a human figure with lovely red hair, she saw the full image, eyes able to see the outline of the wings flowing with lines of pure mana as they circulated. It was clear that an angel's powers directly corresponded to the wings.

She had spoken to Annie privately and the truth quickly became apparent as to her race and the reason she hid it. The wings of an angel being one of the most valued black market items for magic casters due to the nature of them.

Many angels getting enslaved, captured and even killed just for this one precious commodity to empower mages to own magical properties.

Then her eyes came to Nathan: this man looked human from the outset of things to the eyes of everyone around her except in her eyes she knew the truth. While Annie looked pretty with the energy flowing through her wings and body, it became dwarfed by the blinding and rather searing light coming from Nathan.

Every step he took the grey world became stained with white as she saw the trail behind him as he left more of a mark on the world then the world did on him. Her eyes were unable to even look at the man for too long.

His brightness was similar to an entire star shining down on the world.

"Listen to me, Matea. Do not speak to that man without me near ok. He is not a safe man."

The young girl was nodding her head as she looked back at Nathan with interest still in her eyes. She always found some interest in people she knew nothing about almost like cat curiosity.

Nathan's gaze turned from the woman, he had a strange feeling that he remembered her in some capacity, but still had little reason to speak with the woman as he stood next to Sevil.

"These are the children. They are out for playtime till the last cla.s.sroom of the evening which is history."

Sevil spoke as the children near him groaned out in disappointment. Everyone close to him seems to have the same emotions about more school and the work a.s.sociated with it.

Nathan was chuckling as he looked to the man with some interest in the topic. Having such a considerable gap regarding knowledge for the last three hundred or so years, meaning it was best for him to learn something about the hole.

"May I know which period you are discussing today?"

Sevil turned to the man, smiling at him with a gentle gaze as he was happy to see the man interested in the topic.

"We are discussing the earlier period. It's around two hundred A.E in regards to a gentleman known as Auther Mandori."

Those words caught Nathan's ears, his body freezing as the great werebeast of a man grabbed his memory. One of the few events the system had thrown at him. He felt his heart shake as he wanted to listen in now.

"Oh, may I listen in then. I know it not a usual thing to ask. I just want to hear more. I know a significant portion of history before the war, so I'm always interested as well as history after that period."

Sevil just nodded his head in acceptance. Happy for the man to join them in today's lesson as he called in the kids to the cla.s.sroom.

The inside of the large building next to the church had two floors, the bottom floor being the social, cla.s.sroom and dining area. The cla.s.sroom was s.p.a.cious for a standard room, but it also served for every child in the orphanage.

Each table, seat and item inside clearly recycled and taken from other sources as many of the furniture seemed in a stage of disrepair or close to breaking.

Children still in a playful mood as they ran around the cla.s.sroom, talking to one another as Sevil and Nathan entered the room.

"Now, now. Everyone sit down and let me introduce a new friend here."

The children were quickly sitting at the introduction of a new man coming into the cla.s.sroom.

"Everyone, please give a warm welcome to Nathan, he will be sitting in and listing to our history lesson today."

The sound of the cla.s.sroom groaning as the word history came up into the conversation.

"Now Now. Nathan how about you introduce yourself."

Standing at the front of the cla.s.sroom with a small smile on his lips as he looked out onto the children. Nathans' eyes were wandering across each hopeful, and innocent face as his vision stopped onto the girl with the white eyes, her gaze piercing into him as his smile grew before he continued.

"Greetings everyone. My name is Nathan, and I'm rather fond of history myself."

After his short introduction, a young girl at the front row stuck up her hand. Sputtering her words as she spoke without getting asked.

"Nathan. What do you do?"

"I'm a traveller I guess. I also help with some things in a small town in the vortex."

Lying to children made him feel some guilt, it was still more natural to say that instead of that he was a divine being able to call upon the words of the world.

The young girl also slightly seeming confused as she blurted out her next line.

"Oh, so you are a travelling homeless b.u.m!"