Omnipresent Watcher: The Eye Of The Multiverse

V1CHVI: Touch Of Truth: First Encounter

VI. Touch of Truth: First Encounter

The air thickened with tension, as the sky above darkened ominously. The swirling clouds rumbled with distant thunder, and the waves that had once gently kissed the shore now crashed angrily against the rocks. Lightning crackled in the distance, its blinding flashes illuminating the storm that was rapidly closing in.

Heid looked around warily. "This doesn't feel right. Something's coming."

Before Light could reply, a deafening boom shattered the sky, and from the heart of the storm, a figure emerged, descending like a force of nature itself. The newcomer hovered in the air, wrapped in a mantle of swirling thunderclouds, his eyes glowing with the electric light of a storm. He was no ordinary being-it was one of the Elementalist, Voltarus Stormbringer, the Embodiment of Thunder.

In an instant, Voltarus struck, launching a bolt of lightning straight at Light and Heid. But with a quick, fluid motion, Light reacted, his wings spreading wide as a shimmering golden shield formed in front of them, deflecting the attack.

"Hide behide my wings" Light murmured, his voice steady but alert. The Elementalist's power was palpable, and his arrival was not by chance.

Voltarus landed on the shore with barely a sound, though the air around him crackled with electricity. His eyes locked on Light, and he spoke with a voice that rumbled like the storm itself.

"Caerus Divinus-Celeste. So, it's true. I have found you, in this universe"

Heid stiffened at the mention of the name, confusion flickering in his gaze. "Caerus Divinus-Celeste? Isn't he the destroyer from the prophecy? The mighty angel?"

Light's golden-brown eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of recognition in his gaze. He knew the prophecy well, as did Heid.

The Elementalist's gaze didn't waver. "You know the name, so you need to know the truth." His voice was filled with cold certainty. "You have been deceived, both of you. The prophecy is not about some distant being, some myth. The Caerus Divinus-Celeste stands before you now."

Heid's eyes widened, and he turned to Light in disbelief. "What is he talking about? Light... He can't mean-"

The Elementalist's voice cut through the rising tension. "It is him. Light, the crow, the angel rather, you've fought beside, the one you've trusted-he is the destroyer, the Caerus Divinus-Celeste."

For a moment, everything seemed to freeze. Heid's mind raced as he tried to process the words. They had known the prophecy all their lives, had fought to prevent the world's end. But never, not once, had they considered that the prophecy could point to someone like Light-his friend, his ally.

"That's impossible," Heid said, shaking his head, his voice tight. "Light is no destroyer. He can't be."

Light stood still, his face unreadable as he absorbed the Elementalist's words. Slowly, he glanced at Heid, something akin to regret in his eyes.

"Is it true?" Heid asked, his voice quieter now. "Light, are you... Caerus Divinus-Celeste?"

Light remained silent for a long moment, the weight of the revelation heavy in the air. Finally, he spoke, his voice soft but steady. "I didn't know... not until now."

The words hit Heid like a punch. Light himself hadn't known. Heid took a step back, feeling a strange mix of emotions-shock, betrayal, confusion. But there wasn't time to dwell on it.

The Elementalist, his eyes burning with righteous fury, raised his hand, summoning the full power of the storm. "I am sworn to protect this world. You are the key to its destruction. I will not let you fulfill the prophecy, Caerus Divinus-Celeste."

Without warning, the Elementalist hurled another bolt of lightning, this time more powerful, aimed directly at Light. But Light, still reeling from the revelation, reacted instinctively. His wings flared, and once again, the golden shield appeared, protecting both him and Heid from the strike.

Heid, despite his shock, couldn't afford to hesitate. His demon instincts kicked in. "We need to fight, to know the truth" he muttered, though the disbelief in his voice remained. "Whatever this is, whatever the prophecy says, prophecy is still a prophecy, it's an either situation"

Light nodded, his gaze hardening as the weight of his newfound identity settled over him. "I won't let him stop us, Heid. Prophecy or not, I'm still in control of my fate."

The Elementalist, hovering above them now, unleashed his full power, summoning a storm so fierce it seemed to tear at the very fabric of the world around them. The sky crackled with lightning, and thunder shook the earth. "You cannot outrun fate!" the Elementalist shouted, his voice echoing with the storm's fury.

But Light's eyes glowed brighter, and his wings expanded in full, shimmering with divine energy. "I'm not trying to outrun it," he said, his voice filled with quiet determination. "I'll face it head-on."

And with that, the battle erupted in full force. Light and Heid fought side by side, though the weight of the revelation still hung heavy between them. The Elementalist attacked with the raw power of nature, lightning and thunder crashing down from the heavens, but Light met every strike with the strength of his celestial power.

For now, prophecy or not, Light was fighting for the present-for his own fate, and for the world that he and Heid had sworn to protect.

As the storm raged on, one question burned in Heid's mind: Could they really change what had been foretold? Could Light defy a destiny that had been written long before either of them had known their roles in this cosmic battle?