Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

It was hidden well by the long white robes similar to mine, but it was clear she was malnourished or something… she was just really skinny. I don't know.

She had to be at least 6'2 and had slender fingers that slowly wrapped around my right shoulder.

We suddenly began to phase back into the stone brick floor, and as I held my breath, we phased through it, suddenly dropping into a new room with something familiar at the very end of it.

"The violin," I called out, surprising the woman as we fell a few feet onto a circular stone table surrounded by eight chairs.

"Hmmmm~ Who are you~?" The woman asked as I swiveled my head around.

For a moment, I paused… and then, lied straight through my teeth. "I'm an Apostle of the Light God."

The woman was as suspicious as expected, but seeing how she knew of the violin, I could only assume she was similar to an apostle.

"Mhmm… If you are truly an Apostle of the Light God, then you should know his name. I will confirm whether it is real or not once you tell me."

I almost fell for her trap as I opened my mouth before quickly shutting it. This caused her to smile ever so lightly before clapping both of her hands together.

"That's right. I'm not an apostle, so I have no right to know of it… and if you did say it, you would have either been an unredeemable fool or a complete liar."

The woman's smile only grew as my eyes slowly drifted to the violin just across the room. An instrument so powerful that it could blow an entire city to pieces.

"Do you want to hold it?"

"No, not really. I don't even know how to play the violin."

"There is no need to know how to play it. The violin plays itself according to the wielder's wishes."

I smiled lightly upon seeing how this was the real thing. Not only did this servant know of its real function, but how it played according to the wielder.

"Ahem… Well then, why are you here?"

"I felt a calling, as if something was pulling my soul in this direction. And here I was… fighting whatever the hell that light was and appearing in this strange place."

『Status』

[Name: Ser]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Aether Celestial]

[Level: --/--] (--/--) XP Needed

[HP: --/-- MP: 1000/1000 SP: 1500/1500] - Normal Human

[Strength: 0] - Normal Human

[Defense: 0] - Normal Human

[Magic: 5000] - Normal Human

[Speed: 0] - Normal Human

[Aether: 10000] - Non Human

[Skills: [Aether Imaginative Creation] [Angel Blissful Wings] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Restricted] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened] [Opened]

[Passive Skills: [Light Allied Aura] [Dark Enemy Aura] [Trait: Aether] [Angel Core] [Angellic Aura] [Third Eye of Truth]

[Master of Aether: [Foreign Aether Control]

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"What is your name?" A voice came from behind me, yet just as I snapped my head around, I saw absolutely nobody there.

When I turned back around, I saw a man in his early twenties clad in a long white robe with long white hair and sparkling nebula eyes that almost seemed to embody the limitless potential of space and its universe.

"Cyrus. Who are you?"

"Somebody, who you claim to be… are you really an apostle or just a fraud? Many have claimed to be an apostle, yet they've always crumbled under the one question."

He didn't even need to say it, but from the very moment I saw him, I could already tell he was an Apostle of the Light God.

As I waved the status in front of me away as inconspicuously as I could, I waited for the man to speak up yet again.

"What is their name?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This time, the question changed genders from masculine to something more encompassing… as the God of Light was both genders, yet not at the same time.

He was feminine and masculine, but not at the same time. This was because he had no real form, and no one could really know this besides… well, the one who was this thing.

Upon thinking back to the time I was in the body of that strange being who was betrayed by their closest comrade, I had a feeling that something inside of me was astral… no, the very substance that made me was astral, like that wasn't my real form.

And just by connecting the dots… it was clear I had embodied the form of the Light God these people speak of.

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(Apostle POV)

As I looked at the strange boy from across the room, standing right beside Etheria, who was as suspicious as me, I felt something within my body shift.

Something within me seemingly tugged towards the boy, like my soul was attempting to jump out of my body.

'Etheria, he's an aether user. If he says the wrong name, we must kill him immediately, understood?'

The woman beside me nodded after I telepathically spoke to her, and as the boy slowly cracked open his lips, a body appeared behind him.

It was white and glowing, like an imperial form of formless aether, gathering into a being who used this boy as his vessel.

The words that slid from his mouth were silent, entirely unhearable for the mortal ear, yet as an apostle of such a being, I could immediately tell what the boy had said.

"Ser."

"An apostle should be able to see the status of our holy one, so you should also be able to name their class."

"Aether Celestial."

I couldn't help but smile as I reached out my hand. The boy looked at my slender pale fingers and then grabbed onto them with his own hand.

This was the youngest an apostle has ever been since you normally awaken to aether through a class up, yet it doesn't seem like he's old enough to have one.

But, if he has had one, then not only does that mean he's talented, but he's hard-working and willing to follow through with essentially anything.

"Welcome, fellow Apostle."