#lofty executor

ELSWORD - Ainchase Ishmael -

Time for my favoite angel, Ain!

Executor is the best Lofty, you can’t change my mind.

"Ishmael, I...” 

“Ishmael?”

The soft, melodic voice of the fragile-looking young woman standing across the room seemed to melt into the angel’s ears. As usual, he stood as stiff as a plank, for he was merely a messenger, her servant. He had taught himself to be as formal as he could, to carry her message onto the humans, without her even requesting it. Nevertheless, in exchange, she had given him divine power.

He felt closer to her than ever before. And he felt honored.

“Yes... Ishmael.” His eyes deviated for a mere second, flickering with hesitation. “The humans... Seem to have been starting an uprising against the demons. Isn’t that our job, to keep them safe?”

Ishmael laughed softly and approached the teenager.

“Executor... You still have so much to learn.” She took his chin and gently brushed the hair out of his eye. He seemed to like it that way; as long as he felt good in his skin, she was happy. “Humans are stronger than they look... Their emotions carry them to achieve great things. You’d be surprised to see what they can do...”

“Then... We won’t help them?” Executor seemed a bit unsure about this line of actions, or rather lack of it, that his goddess was suggesting. She was wise and knew better than him, but it still seemed rather strange for her to say so. “From what I have seen, they are weak, thoughtless creatures, who are most likely to stray towards evil than good...” His expression hardened a bit at the thought of what he had experienced when joining the Elgang.

“Desperation can lead to great things, Ainchase.” She smiled and let his chin go (which caused Executor to huff in slight disappointment, he liked her proximity and affection), straightening up. “Sometimes, the best thing for us celestial creatures to do is to take a step back and just watch... There are things humans can handle with more ease than you’d expect.”

“But they’re useless! There is no way they can defeat a demon lord, they’re- Mhm!” He shut up when the divinity put a finger to his lips, but pouted, puffing out his cheeks slightly.

“You’re underestimating them, Ainchase... I can feel it. They’re still young... Just wait a few years. Until then, focus on getting stronger... For your own good, and for theirs.” She gently removed her finger from his lips, instead cupping his cheek in her hand. “Is there anything else you wanted to talk to me about?”

Executor paused for a second, just gaping up at her sheepishly.

“No, Ishmael...”

“Then how about you go outside and look if anybody requires your assistance? Great things await you, Ainchase. Your adventure has only just started.” She gestured at the big doors behind them. “Just outside that door starts the next chapter of your very own story.”