“That the chance is very high,” Connor finished. “And since Monody and Midas have been at odds with each other for so long,” Shepherd started. “It only ever happens whenever there’s a threat of him not coming back.” “It’s been a couple thousand years,” Connor said, smiling lightly. “When was the last time this happened?” Shepherd asked. “A lot of Jacob’s children don’t want to see him gone, so most refuse to take his place.” “Most do,” Connor said, looking up at the wall. “Do a lot of people reject it?” Kale asked. This goes on until someone accepts the role.” “Not quite, if someone is chosen they can choose to pass it off to someone that they choose instead, or back to whoever gave it to them in the first place. “Oh wow,” Shepherd said, “So whoever is chosen has to rule in his stead?” It’s a tradition spanning dozens of generations all the way back to the days of Provania herself.” “It’s just a big song where Jacob decides who will rule Monody until he gets back, if he comes back. “Basically what it sounds like,” Connor said, gesturing for Shepherd, Kale, and Vola to follow him. “What’s that?” Shepherd asked, tilting his head to the side in curiousness. “We’ll be leaving right after the Successor Ceremony.” “Get to it then,” Connor said, standing up and brushing himself off. “I could definitely use something to eat though.” “I should be fine,” Shepherd said, not feeling as exhausted as he normally did after a day of training. “Go and get something to eat, Shepherd, do you need to take a nap? We’re going to be up pretty late tonight.” “Alright gentlemen,” Connor said, resting on the grass next to the wall. By the time the sun had started to set, Shepherd was able to pull himself and Kale into the Misdirect state for a full hour before having to rest. Shepherd spent the rest of the afternoon training to be able to make Kale disappear as easily as he did himself.
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