The Spirit

I walk into the main front of the store to see a bunch of chairs and tables set up. I grab a plate, and see what is offered. Bacon, eggs, and toast with butter. I grab a few slices of bacon, two eggs, and three pieces of toast. I then take my plate, and sit at an empty table.

I pick up a piece of bacon, and my mask’s beak opens. I eat the piece as I look around. Discord is socializing with Sir and trying to get Whisper to laugh. My observation is interrupted by the sound and sight of someone sitting across me. I look across to see the Roman sitting in front of me, “Hello, I’m Survivor.”

He nods and smiles, “Centurion Palmer.”

I shake my head, “Of corse. First it’s Sir Palmer, then Centurion Palmer.”

He shakes his head back, “Nope, I came before him. His great-great-even more greats grandfather.”

I slide into an egg, “Let me clarify. I am also a Palmer.”

He tilts his head, “Really? Interesting. You are a very interesting person, Survivor.”

I lean forward slightly, “How’s that?”

He looks around me, “It’s like your a miniature sun in some way. There is a faint blue light that projects from you at all times. At least, that’s what I see.”

I lean back, “Ah, your probably sensing my magic. It has a bright blue aura, so I assume my passive magic would look the same.”

He nods, “I guess that is one explanation. It’s just that your glow reminded me of a particular idea.”

I lean forwards again, interested once more, “What idea is that?”

He takes a bite of a piece of toast he has, “There was this sect of people who had additional gods added to the traditional Roman pantheon. They preached about them a lot, two in specific. Chem, Creator of Harmony, with his Elements of Harmony. Then there was his opposite they talked about. Zalgo, owner of the Elements of Destruction.”

I nod slowly, “Yeah, I’m one of the Elements of Harmony. Never heard of a god named Chem before. What about this Zalgo? What are these Elements of Destruction?”

He smiles, “I know they weren’t very popular, but I found them interesting. I think it went something along... Element of Blood, Element of Greed, Element of Madness, Element of Control, Element of Deceit, and the Element of Power. The final one, Power, is said to be split between any follower of Zalgo. Just superstition, I’m sure. It was interesting to hear all the talk from preachers about the different gods, but not anything to learn about.”

I smile, “I beg to disagree, religion is usually filled with valuable symbolism. Zalgo is supposed to be the bad guy, so you are supposed to not be any of his Elements. Not spill any blood, don’t be greedy, keep a good state of mind, don’t be a tyrant, don’t lie, and to spread power evenly. I find talks about religion to be very interesting.”

He smiles once more, “Well then, you’ll love the stories about Saturn. See if you can find anything within them.”

I nod, “Well, who was Saturn?”

He breathes in, “Saturn was the father of Jupiter...