Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1215

Chapter 1215: The Quiet Flame

Atticus dropped into a stance. A sharp sound rang out as he slightly drew his katana.

His perception stretched outward. Elements at the ready. Will primed to erupt.

There was no doubt, Atticus was ready for anything.

However, several seconds passed… and there was only silence.

The figure’s glowing golden eyes simply stared at Atticus, intrigued.

“Kin of the fallen star. I welcome you to my domain.”

The voice echoed like an ancient scholar, worn and sagely. And as it washed over him, Atticus immediately felt the sadness spike even more violently through his chest.

“…”

Still, no words came from Atticus. His eyes didn’t leave the figure for even a moment.

“The earlier we get over this mistrust, the faster we can conclude this meeting. Here, have a seat. You have a prideful one there.”

Behind Atticus, a throne rose from the ground silently, until it reached the same height as the one the figure was seated upon.

Atticus narrowed his eyes. ‘How?…’ _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

He had felt Ozeroth’s raging emotions the moment the figure addressed them from a throne. The man could barely stand it, it looked as though the figure thought of them as lessers. But how did the figure know that?

Atticus didn’t move from his stance.

Then, the figure’s voice grew louder, booming like a decree.

“I am your segment star. I’ve seen enough to glean that much. Now sit, and let us discuss.”

Atticus hesitated for a second, but Ozeroth’s constant nagging, his furious muttering to stop letting the man talk down to them, filled his head. He tuned him out.

‘He’s the Segment Star.’

That was all the confirmation Atticus needed. This was the being he had come for.

He exhaled heavily, calming himself. Slowly, he rose from his crouch and sat on the throne, still holding his katana.

“Good,” the figure nodded. “Then I will start with the introductions.”

His voice rang across the ruined world.

“I am called the Quiet Flame. And I am the star of the First Segment. Aelrion.”

He looked at Atticus carefully.

“Atticus Ravenstein.”

The Quiet Flame paused, as if expecting more, but Atticus remained silent. Watching. Studying.

The figure’s cloak of darkness flowed over his head, casting a heavy shadow across his face. No matter how hard Atticus tried, he couldn’t make out a single feature.

“You’re not going to ask me anything, Kin of the Fallen Star?” the Quiet Flame asked after a moment of silence.

“Are you going to answer my questions?”

The Quiet Flame wasn’t surprised by Atticus’ composure. Despite being in a new world, in front of a being beyond comprehension, Atticus spoke with confidence. Not a single tremble touched his voice.

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He had been watching Atticus for too long to be surprised. The boy had been an anomaly from birth.

“Why don’t you ask them first, anomaly?”

Atticus ignored the strange title. “Alright. Let’s start with who made that hole in your heart.”

He couldn’t see the man’s face, but he could swear he saw the Quiet Flame smile in the shadow.

“I see you’re well informed,” the Quiet Flame said, turning his gaze upwards.

“Unfortunately, I’m not ready to be erased from this world just yet. I will be unable to answer that question.”