Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

"Even though I can't see through them, I get a very familiar feeling from them... The same feeling I get from you." He sat next to Gabriel, pointing at one of the four fishes which was swimming far away from the other, as if in a world of its own.

Gabriel followed Ezekiel's gaze and focused on the lone fish swimming in solitude. Its scales shimmered with a gentle golden hue, contrasting with the vibrant colours of the other creatures.

It moved with a graceful elegance, creating the most chaos around it.

"That one," Ezekiel continued, his voice tinged with a mix of wonder and uncertainty, "is different from the others. Its presence carries a weight that surpasses mere existence. It holds a connection, a thread that binds it to something far greater."

Gabriel leaned in closer, captivated by the fish's radiance. "What do you mean, a connection to something greater? How would it be related to me? Is it even possible?"

Ezekiel's gaze remained fixed on the golden fish, his voice barely above a whisper. "I believe so. It's as if this fish is a manifestation of destiny itself, entwined with the fates of those who possess extraordinary potential. It resonates with the essence of greatness, drawing strength from their journey."

Gabriel's eyes widened, a mix of curiosity and surprise coursing through his veins. "Are you saying... this fish represents me? And those like me?"

"You mean there are three more people, whose fate goes beyond understanding?"

Ezekiel nodded slowly. "Who knows. It's just a feeling I'm getting. Since even I can't see through them, I can't be sure. However, I believe this fish embodies the path you have chosen, the trials and tribulations you will face. It is a symbol of the extraordinary destiny that lies ahead."

"Either that, or it represents the four destinies that will be in great conflict with each other in the coming time... A conflict which might destroy everything..."

As Gabriel absorbed the weight of Ezekiel's words, a strange feeling surged within him. Now, it seemed that his fate was intricately intertwined with the enigmatic fish.

"Destinies that can change the world? Does this include you as well?" he asked.

Ezekiel went silent for a little, before shaking his head. "I don't feel anything towards me."

Even he was curious if his assumption was correct or not. If it was correct, then who were the other three that had their fates tied?

He didn't know what the future held for Gabriel, but he knew that Gabriel needed to be much stronger to face what was to come. He was even more determined to train the young man.

"I never believed in fate... If everything is related to fate, doesn't that mean our actions have no meaning in our life?" Gabriel asked Ezekiel.

Ezekiel smiled softly, his gaze still fixed on the golden fish.

"Fate and free will are intertwined, yet separate. While fate may guide us along a certain path, it is our choices, our actions, that shape the outcome. Destiny presents us with opportunities, but it is up to us to seize them and forge our own paths."

He paused for a moment, contemplating his next words. "I believe that each individual possesses the power to create their own destiny. It is the culmination of their efforts, their determination, and their unwavering spirit. Fate may set the stage, but it is our choices that determine the final act."

Gabriel pondered Ezekiel's words, his gaze shifting between the fish and his mentor. He had always believed in the power of his choices, but the concept of destiny and its connection to the fish fascinated him.

"So, you're saying that while this fish may represent my destiny, it doesn't determine everything? I still have the ability to shape my own future?" Gabriel asked, seeking reassurance.

Ezekiel nodded, his expression filled with encouragement. "Exactly. You hold the power to shape your own future, Gabriel. Embrace the challenges that lie ahead, learn from them, and let them fuel your growth."

"Destiny is not a fixed path but rather a journey full of possibilities. However, you can only write your own fate if you have the strength to bend fate itself."

"While the weak are used by fate, the strong bend fate to their will. Without strength... You should know how cruel fate can be."

Gabriel's eyes shimmered as he absorbed Ezekiel's words. The weight of responsibility and the vastness of possibilities laid out before him both excited and daunted him. However, he was ready to embrace this new understanding and harness it to become stronger.

"Thank you," Gabriel said sincerely. "I'll do everything in my power to make sure that I don't lose anything ever again... I will protect what's mine...I will mould this world into a place where no one can take anyone from me again..."

Ezekiel placed a hand on Gabriel's shoulder, a gesture filled with support. "Words themselves hold no power. Come, and prove your resolve with actions. Your training will start now."

Ezekiel stood up, casually making a gesture. A dark portal opened up before him, that connected straight to the Abyss.

"I've selected a place for your training... The next time we return, hopefully you will be a completely different person."

Gabriel stood up, looking at the portal from where the Abyssal Energy was sleeping non stop, conflicting with the Divine Energy of the Divine Realm.

The two energies were completely opposite yet they seemed to be heavily related.

The world around them seemed to fade into the background and the intricate balance between fate and free will started tilting without them realizing.

Little did they know that their journey together would take them to places they never imagined, unveiling the depths of their powers, and challenging their beliefs about the nature of destiny itself.

But with his unwavering resolve, Gabriel was prepared to face whatever lay ahead, ready to shape their destinies and make a lasting impact on the world.