Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

For Jaegar, the whisper stirred something deep within him, a primal instinct urging him forward towards the source of the ethereal call. Though he couldn\'t discern its origin or purpose, he felt compelled to follow its beckoning voice.

The path to the statues grew narrower and more treacherous, with the ground slick with moisture beneath their feet.

Kaeso watched Jaegar walk ahead as if he weren\'t bothered by the surrounding darkness, and he felt like something was watching him. But he couldn\'t stay behind, so he followed Jaegar closely.

As they approached the base of the statues, the path ascended into a series of winding stairs leading upward. Jaegar, heedless of the growing sense of foreboding that enveloped the cavern, began to climb, each step bringing them closer to the source of the mysterious voice.

Kaeso followed behind, his mind racing with questions and speculation. He had always suspected that Jaegar was more than just a mere gladiator, but now, as they ventured deeper into the heart of the cave, his suspicions were confirmed.

The long, wide stairs led Jaegar and Kaeso to the summit, where water cascaded down in a gentle flow, carving its path through the stone steps. The steps were covered with moss, with water flowing constantly.

As they reached the top, Jaegar paused, taking in the sight of the statues that flanked the pathway, their imposing forms standing as silent sentinels to the mysteries that lay ahead.

With determined steps, Jaegar walked past the weathered statues, each step bringing him closer to the heart of the ancient temple. Kaeso followed closely behind, his senses alive with anticipation and awe.

As they entered a vast hall, the air thick with the weight of ages, Jaegar\'s gaze was drawn to the figure seated upon a throne-like stone pedestal in the centre of the chamber. Though time had worn away the finer details, the statue retained an aura of regal grace and beauty that transcended the centuries.

"Gods be damned," Kaeso murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Kaeso had very good knowledge about his gods, and he recognised the symbols and writing on the throne. The figure on the throne was definitely a god, and this must have been their temple. But why was it buried deep inside this cave? Wondered Kaeso.

They both stood at the end of the stairs, watching the temple and its long and narrow hall. Instantly, Jaegar\'s gaze was irresistibly drawn to the pool of dense liquid-like mottled lava that lay before the throne, its fiery depths bubbling and churning with intense heat.

The radiant glow emanating from the molten core cast an ethereal light throughout the grand hall, illuminating the ancient chamber with an enigmatic brilliance.

As Jaegar and Kaeso stood in silent awe, a voice echoed within Jaegar\'s mind once more, calling out his name with an urgency that sent shivers down his spine. Without hesitation, Jaegar felt compelled to move forward, each step guided by an unseen force that beckoned him towards the edge of the molten pool.

With a sense of both trepidation and fascination, Jaegar approached the pool, the whispers growing louder with each passing moment. Kaeso followed him behind.

As Jaegar stood before the seething pool of lava, the voice within his mind was urging him onward. As he was driven by the unknown force, Jaegar approached the pool\'s edge and stared down at the molten, bubbling lava like a red-orange liquid. Enjoy exclusive chapters from m-v l\'e|-NovelBin.net

Abruptly, out of nowhere, an unknown, powerful force thrust him forward. Before he could react, he was propelled into the molten depths, and as he touched the liquid, he let out a gut-wrenching scream that came from the centre of his very being. The searing pain consumed him as he sank deeper into the pool.

ARRRHHHHHH!!

Amidst the searing agony that engulfed him, Jaegar\'s mind struggled to grasp the reality of his situation. His senses reeled from the overwhelming pain, and his body was consumed by the relentless flames of the molten lava. Yet, amidst the torment, a voice pierced through the haze of suffering, cutting through the chaos like a beacon of light in the darkness.

"Who are you, kid?" The voice echoed in Jaegar\'s mind, its tone both curious and commanding.

Jaegar, his consciousness wavering on the brink of oblivion, managed to muster a response through clenched teeth. "Who the fuck are you?" he spat out, his words laced with a mixture of defiance and desperation.

As Jaegar struggled to make sense of the surreal ordeal unfolding around him, the voice spoke again, its words resonating with an uncanny power. "It is not just simple lava," it explained. "It is an elixir made by me, the Flame Deity." Jaegar\'s mind reeled at the revelation, his thoughts racing to comprehend the implications of his encounter with a divine being.

The Flame Deity\'s voice continued, its tone filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity. "I sensed your presence earlier when you came to the valley," it revealed. "And I could feel the stench of God on you. You are a child of heaven, a rare and unexpected find." the voice seemed to be mused to find that Jaegar is a child of heaven.

"You are what I have been waiting for."

Jaegar\'s mind swirled with disbelief at the deity\'s words, his pain momentarily forgotten amidst the weight of this revelation.

Jaegar didn\'t have the luxury of thinking about himself now and he was still struggling in the lava. And he was still unharmed, and not a single injury was expected.

The Flame Deity sought to probe further into his consciousness, its fiery essence merging with his own in a surreal dance of minds. The burning flame, like Silhouette, entered the dark space that was inside Jaegar\'s consciousness.

In an instant, Jaegar found himself transported to a realm of empty darkness, his consciousness adrift in the void.

In this ethereal plane, the Flame Deity appeared before him, forming a blazing inferno of swirling flames and piercing eyes. Floating in the void, Jaegar watched in awe as the deity surveyed his surroundings, its presence a mesmerizing blend of power and majesty.