Emovere

Turn 9: If No One' Created Equal, Does That Not We're All Special?

As Felichs stared up at the ceiling a jolt ran across their body causing them to jump out of their bed.
"Oh I hope this message reaches you...my power has only come back in spurts, but I'll use whatever little strength I have left to make sure this reaches them."
"That voice...why are you here again? I vividly remember hearing you say we wouldn't be able to communicate again."
"If you're hearing this, it means it went through. I said before that I can't help with much, but as the days go on I fear the worst is to come, so I'm here once to try and lead you down the right path. The other night I had a Blood Vision. It was unbearable to see and will be even worse for you to experience. Your heart became empty. You became a weapon for them. That is not your purpose. You are worth so much more than that and I believe you can be the one to right the wrongs of this land, but first, you must leave Emovere before you're used for its destruction. There's a land I once hailed from known as Opibus. You must journey here and there and you'll find a man named Dux. Don't worry about the description, he does a good job of standing out from the rest of the natives. Tell him the Voice of Guidance sent you. He'll know what it means and will aid you to the best of his abilities."
"I guess it can't hear me, but what the heck is it talking about? I'm gonna be the cause of Emovere's destruction? Opibus? And why would I need protection? Could you be any more specific or are you gonna continue beating around the bush?"
"I have prepared a way for you to get there as well. Between Inanis and Emovere, thanks to King Quinn, there's a body of water that stretches out to the ocean. It's likely covered with trees and mountains so you'll be able to escape unseen. You must acquire a boat, leave this land immediately, and never return. It'll be a long journey, but you must go when you get the opportunity, Felichs!"

Hearing the voice say their name caused Felichs' eyes to grow wide.
"H-How do you know my name? Just who the heck are you? Please answer me!"
"One last th-th-thing...if you want to a-a-access the Wheel of Br-Br-Breath...you m-m-must..."
"N-No...what's going on? Why did it stop talking? Did it run out of power or something...but why...WHY NOW! WHY COULDN'T YOU TELL ME THE MORE IMPORTANT THING FIRST! I DON'T CARE ABOUT SOME STUPID FAR-OFF LAND NOR DO I NEED PROTECTION! I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO USE THIS POWER TO WIN THIS DAMN TOURNAMENT AND SAVE MY MOM! WHY IS EVERYBODY AGAINST ME EVERY SINGLE TIME?! WHY?!"

Felichs continued to punch the ground until their fists were as red as a cherry. Noticing the blood they ripped part of the sheet off and wrapped it around their knuckles.
"I have to find out how this power works. No. I will find out. That creep said something that might help."
"To use this ability on your own you must have a strong connection with your soul. If you did then like I said it'd be as easy as just saying the name or straining your eyes."
"Straining your eyes? So maybe if I focus hard enough on this ability then I'll be able to use it? But what would I even focus on, to begin with? I slowed down time it's not like I could...HOLY SHIT I SLOWED DOWN TIME! THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL. I ALWAYS THOUGHT ABOUT POWERS AS A KID AND TIME MANIPULATION WAS NUMBER ONE...damn it Felichs, focus now, and jump for joy later. Maybe I could focus on time. Like I could imagine that clock in Fortuna. The little hand and the big hand work in tandem. The big hand counts the minutes, while the little hand counts the hours. Each time the big hand passes the twelve, the little hand moves one number. Each time the little hand gets closer and closer to the next number another hour has passed. Don't forget the red hand because it's important too. It handles the seconds and when you focus on it, it seems to make the big hand appear to move even slower. Sixty seconds. Sixty seconds is how long it takes for a minute to pass, and sixty minutes is how long it takes for an hour to pass. That voice said I get five seconds. For the next five seconds, everything will move at its slowest possible output. It's not much time, but it's something I'll just have to work with. And the more I focus on the time the slower it'll pass. I can make that five seconds feel like hours. I have to get this down. I have to be able to use this power before Tournouá."