Book II: The Fourth Driver

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     I put away my sword and retrieved more guards to dispose of the body, before explaining what had happened so that I didn't get pinned for the murder.

     Mythra pulled my aside afterwards. "Hey are you ok?"

     "I'm fine, I've become uncomfortably numb to this," I responded.

     She shook her head, "I'm sorry..."

     "Don't worry about it," I responded. "I have to balance my emotions. I have to keep my desire to help people high while keeping my anger low. If I let this death get to me, my anger will override my will to save. If I become to numb to everything, then I will no longer care to save. I just need your support in keeping me centered."

     She put both of her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "I don't think you'll ever not care. Even if the bitch keeps this up."

     I had to stop myself from crying, so instead, I smiled. She had just given me the only reason I needed to continue to care. "Thanks Mythra...."

     Well the guard wasn't entirely lying, they really did have a full spread. From numerous fruits to breads to pancakes. They had armu milk, water, and juice from the peach and cherry trees. I knew they weren't actually called peaches or cherries here but I couldn't remember the name.

     After Mythra and I pigged out, I went out and bought some food. Pretty soon I had an idea of what I wanted to do.

     "Mythra, keep your crystal hidden and go buy food, I have one thing I need to take care of," I instructed.

     "Yeah whatever Dad!" she said mockingly.

     "Ok, thanks potato chip!" I said before running off.

     She seemed confused and tried calling out to me as I ran off. "What's a potato chip?!" But I was already gone.

     I went up the titan to the theatre. I was looking for someone who could shed some light on a subject. I went into the back and found who I was looking for.

     "Hello Cole," I said, he looked up at me.

     "Hello! And you are?" he asked.

     "I am Waylon," I said. I then gestured towards the Aegis sword. "Mythra's driver."

     "Oh so Rex... didn't make it then...," he said, sadly.

     "Oh no! He did. I am Mythra's driver. He is still Pyra's driver," I shallowly explained.

     "I'm not even going to try to figure this one out," he laughed. "Well any driver of the Aegis is a friend of mine. Well... unless you happen to be my driver as well." An obvious nod toward Amalthus.

     "I have a question I feel can only be answered by someone who was there five hundred years ago," I explained.

     "Yes, that would make sense. So what's troubling you?"

     "Mythra, well she hasn't truly accepted me yet. I became her driver under circumstances that I can't even explain. She's trying, but there's something holding her back from truly trusting me. So I was hoping you could tell me in detail what actually happened to Mythra."

     "Oh well the play will begin in merely an hour's time. That should—"

     I cut him off. "You and I both know that the fear she carries is stronger than anything that play will be able to explain. I personally think you omitted some of it out of respect."

     "I... er... yes, you are correct," Cole responded. "Can you fathom the destruction of an entire titan?" he asked.

     "No, I cannot," I replied. "All I know is three continents were sank by the Aegis. But it doesn't even tell me who sank each one. All I know is Mythra sank Torna. But what about the other two? Was that Malos?" I asked.

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