God Fowl Gerberga
The chicken sat proudly enshrined on a rock.
It appeared to be part of an ancient ruin. And while it offered protection from the wind and rain, it did not look very comfortable.
It was a great rooster. It had fine, silky feathers of pure white and a blood red crest.
A pretty chicken.
It could also just be described as a chicken with white feathers and red crest.
At a glance, it was any old chicken.
Serulis looked on in surprise.
“What? A chicken?”
“How insolent. How can you call Gerberga the God Fowl a chicken…”
Luchila was indignant that Serulis had called it a chicken.
But it was totally a chicken.
Indeed, it was pretty and white, and the beauty of its red crest drew the eye in.
Gerberga was clucking behind Luchila.
There was a small feeding box in front of Gerberga that Luchila had likely prepared.
It seemed to contain grass and insects.
Gerberga was eating it. The sight was of a chicken eating and nothing else.
“Um, Luchila. Uhhh, Ger…”
“Er, Lord Gerberga. What is he?”
“The God Fowl.”
“I see. And what is a God Fowl?”
“A chicken with the power of a god.”
“So he is a chicken!”
Serulis shot back. Luchila glared at her.
Gerberga was eating and seemed to be uninterested.
As I watched, I started to feel as if he carried a magisterial air.
I asked Luchila,
“Luchila. I don’t quite understand. What do you mean by ‘having the power of a god’?”
“Yes…I suppose I will have to tell you that.”
“And I want to know why you cannot relocate from here!”
Serulis said eagerly, but Luchila gave her a menacing look.
He was still angry that she had called it a chicken.
“Serulis. Be quiet.”
I said, hoping she would stop antagonizing him.
After a while, Luchila began to talk quietly.
“My Lord, the God Fowl is the God that my tribe worships.”
Apparently, there was a legend that Gerberga’s ancestors had awakened the world with their crying.
“Awakened the world…I don’t understand.”
“Does Lord Gerberga also have this mystical power?”
Luchila looked at us smugly.
“The Lord God Fowl’s power is to draw borders in the world. By awakening the world, I mean that the borders between night and day were created.”
“So…what does that mean?”
Luchila gave Serulis an exasperated expression.
But he gently explained.
The borders in the world had become clear.
In other words, the gate between dimensions could be closed.
“Why, that is amazing.”
“Yes, it is amazing!”
Luchila looked pleased. Gerberga was eating a hairy caterpillar behind him.
It looked like an average chicken, but it apparently had great power.
“I see. That’s amazing. But why can’t you relocate?”
Luchila suddenly became quiet at Serulis’s question.
And then he continued with an intensely pained expression.
Luchila’s tribe had protected the God Fowls for generations.
However, they were attacked and everyone except for Luchila had been killed.
“It was our enemies, the terrifying vampires.”
“Vampires. They are very strong.”