Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

"No, never mind," Hayne shook off whatever he was going to say, taking a deep breath.

"The past shouldn’t matter more than the present," he muttered softly.

"Anyway, Nanaki," he continued. "If we don’t act now, the peace we want—the peace we’re trying to build, all of it will come crumbling to the ground. You have to understand that all of us here would want nothing more than to live peacefully and quietly. However, our past doesn’t yet allow that," he explained.

"That is why," he continued, "let’s try to do the best we can. We are not abandoning one another, no, we’ll come together again."

Nanaki’s quiet face that held a hint of sadness, bloomed with approval, nodding softly at Hayne in agreement.

"Anyways, that’s that," Hayne said. "Let’s all return to the living room, I have something for you all."

As they all walked to the living room, Hayne made a turn, going into one of the rooms while others sat on the couch, waiting for him.

Moments later, Hayne returned carrying an elegant shopping bag, the kind given at high-end stores with expensive purchases. He strode to the table, setting the bag down before reaching inside.

With deliberate care, he pulled out several brand-new phones, each still sealed in its carton. Seiya, Nanaki, and Kaeliyus watched in silence as he gathered the devices against his chest.

Then, stepping forward, he handed one to each of them, his voice light with amusement as he repeated, "For you," with every passing gesture.

Examining the phone with keen curiosity, as if he was a being of a bygone era encountering modern technology for the first time, Kaeliyus wrinkled his brows. "What is this?" He asked, turning the phone over repeatedly.

"Don’t get me started," Hayne fired. "We both know you know what that is," he snarled.

"Indeed I do. But I’ve only ever seen it with you mortals and while I know it’s for communication purposes, I’ve never used one myself," Kaeliyus responded, earning an exasperated stare for Hayne. "Since I have no interest in it," he added.

"Well, you already know. It’s for communication purposes and you’re going to be using it now," Hayne declared.

"For what reasons, may I ask?" Kaeliyus pressed, twitching Hayne’s brow.

"If you’d just wait and let me talk, you’ll know the reasons," Hayne remarked.

After handing over the phones to them, Hayne stepped back into the middle so all eyes were on him.

"Those are the phones we’ll use to communicate with one another," he started. "Since we are all going our separate ways for now, we have to keep in touch to pass informations. Everything we need is already registered inside," he explained.

"Then I don’t need this," Kaeliyus interjected sharply, getting everyone’s eyes on him except Seiya’s—he could already see them all including every part of the house without having to turn or tilt his gaze—he had merely been doing it out of politeness but isn’t obligated to.

Hayne raised a brow at Kaeliyus, silently asking him to emphasize.

"The only person I would be communicating with is my Lord, none of you mortals," he began calmly. "And since my Lord and I can already communicate through telepathy, I have no use for this…." he paused, studying the phone with disgust. "..this mortal produced failure."

Seiya’s brow twitched at this, head snapping to Kaeliyus. Kaeliyus’ breath hitched, thinking Seiya was irked by the way he spoke, but when Seiya tilted his head in question with a puzzled face rather than an angry one, his nerves relaxed.

Seeing as Seiya wasn’t bothered by what Kaeliyus said or the way he said it, Kaeliyus speculated what could’ve gotten his Lord looking puzzled from the words he spoke.

"Are you perhaps surprised to hear that we can communicate telepathically, my Lord?" Kaeliyus put out casually, unsure if it was what got Seiya looking puzzled. Read new chapters at NovelBin.Côm

"We can?" Seiya’s soft voice came, stilling Kaeliyus briefly for a moment, seeing as his speculation was right on the mark.

"Oh my Lord," Kaeliyus breathed softly, gazing at Seiya with eyes filled with care. "We can communicate through telepathy. Just that I haven’t used it with you yet so you weren’t aware but we certainly can," he explained.

"Like this," Kaeliyus added then went silent.

My Lord, he began in his mind. Hearing a voice other than Ibyu’s inside his mind, Seiya was breifly unsettled. You look more radiant today, Kaeliyus continued, shifting Seiya’s expression to one of exasperation.

Seiya awkwardly averted his gaze, causing Hayne and Nanaki to look between the both of them in in silent question, wondering just what Kaeliyus had said through the telepathy.

A wide smile spread across Kaeliyus’ face, proud of himself and happy that he’s gotten a step closer to Seiya—according to him.

The awkward silence stretched for a while before Hayne resumed talking.

"A situation might arise where you might need it, you’ll never know," Hayne told Kaeliyus who scoffed in reply.

Retrieving a small button phone, hsune approached Nanaki. "Here, this is for you as well," he said, extending the compact black device. Before Nanaki could question it, Hayne clarified, "Since your mission is both complex and risky, using a basic phone like this will help prevent tracking when relaying information."

"We’ll discuss the starting point of your mission later," he continued before shifting his gaze to Seiya. "For now, you should rest. I’ve already strained your eyes enough with all that information." His tone left little room for argument.

"Tomorrow morning, we set out for the next phase."

Walking over to Seiya, Kaeliyus extended a hand, his posture bowing slightly in respect. "My Lord, I’ll escort you."

Without any protest or hesitation, Seiya took Kaeliyus’ hand and walked out the room with him, heading to rest.

Since there was nothing more to do for the day, the others also went to rest.

*****

The next day, they all woke up, completing their various morning routines, having breakfast together—though Seiya’s dish was special as usual while the others ate whatever.

Hayne and Seiya got ready to leave to get his imprint covered. Since it was a casual outing, Seiya decided to leave his staff in the house. As they both stood at the threshold, ready to leave, Kaeliyus and Nanaki walked over to them.

Smiling big, Hayne spoke in a soft mocking tone. "Sorry but, it’s just me and Seiya today, none of you get to tag along."

An angry vein popped along Kasliyus’ temple, eyes ablaze with searing fire as he glared at Hayne who chuckled softly, amused by his reaction.

Meanwhile, Nanaki only had his eyes staring hole into Seiya who gazed away at nothing, avoiding Naki’s persistent stare.

Swiftly turning Seiya to face the door, Hayne teased. "Now, both of you be good and wait at home for us." He pushed Seiya out, leaving before any of them could protest or stare more daggers at him.

Hayne and Seiya arrived at their destination some time later, standing on the porch of a house. Seiya’s brows knitted as he peered into the house, his expression beneath the mask clouded with confusion—wondering why Hayne had brought him here instead of the store to cover his imprint like they had planned.