Chapter 60
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Things had gone from zero to a hundred in an instant, but everyone in the room seemed entirely unconcerned, at least on the outside. The siblings' eyes gleamed with heightened interest as they mutely stared at Reed in silence. Not a single one of them seemed afraid, or even concerned with the vicious, oppressive aura that locked down the entire room.
It was as if they did did not care in the slightest about what might happen next…
Not so much as a single reaction from these assholes. Are these guys fearless, or are they just stupid? Do they really think I'm just playing around here…?!
"It's clear to me that you little turds have done something to Astrid and Sebastian. That much I'm clear of. So, let's get this over with; what do you want? Why have you brought me here and what have you done to my good friends?" said Reed.
He had forcibly subjugated the Anima around him to the point that he'd gained control of every single mote of it in the room. For all intents and purposes, he a gun pointed to each of their heads at the moment. A single miss-step from them was all it'd take for him to send them all to hell this night.
And yet, despite the circumstances, not a single one the seven siblings seemed interested in the fact that their lives were on the line. If anything, they reveled in the experience and seemed delighted that Reed had forced himself upon them.
"I better get some straight answers from you lot, or I'll make myself a bit more persuasive at your expense. Start talking, you creepy little bastards."
Kanosis calmly said, "Brother, there's no need for violence. We'd never keep anything from you, of all people. You need all the help you can get, otherwise, you'll never recover everything you lost. You wanted the truth, brother? Here's the truth: We were sent here from the future in order to help you."
The fucking future? Oh, come ON. That's the best you can come up with? I'm better off interrogating the goddamn walls for answers than these clowns… What do you think, Lacrima, should I just waste 'em and leave before anyone finds out?
"...…"
Hey, Lacrima, what's the matter? You don't actually think these idiots are from the future, right?
"Either they're all godly liars, completely insane, or telling the truth. I can't detect any signs of them lying at all, be it physiological or spiritual. There are no signs of self-suggestion or memory fabrication, so they aren't duping us with some kind of mental technique." said Lacrima in annoyance.
So, what? Am I actually supposed to believe that they came from the future? You told me that even sending messages across time was nigh-impossible for almost everyone, even with something as powerful as Anima. That only those two gods you spoke about could do something like that.
"Yes, you're right but you forgot the other part of the answer I told you. A sufficient powerful enough tool could do it, too. Something on the level of a world-sibyl… but the Anima required for time travel is beyond the capabilities of the insects that live in this pocket dimension. They'd need to draw enough Anima to dry out the better part of an entire galaxy, boy."
"So you've decided to lie. That's fine, too. I've been meaning to test out a couple of new techniques, you see…" said Reed. He raised his left hand and slowly clenched it in the air, as if he were caressing something soft and precious in place.
Drain a fucking galaxy of its Anima to time travel?! These fucking bastards must've thought that I'd be an ignorant hick since I'm a foreigner. Well, we'll see about that…
Reed knew that one day he'd have to get his hands dirty. That the Infestation wouldn't be the only foes he'd have to deal with in this brave new world.
Contenders weren't even worth the thought, but conquerors were another story altogether. He knew he couldn't mess around with them, especially the several thousand-year-old freaks who'd accumulated multiple lifetimes worth of knowledge and experience. If he was to face these crafty, ancient monsters, he'd have to develop powerful techniques.
Malicious, instant-killing techniques.
Subtle, shameless techniques.
Overpowering techniques.
His secret mentor had taught him that his imagination was his greatest asset. That, and the fact that nothing was off the table when it came to killing. To abandon one's ethics and morals at the doorstep of creation…
The Lover's Grasp was one such technique, born from Reed's liberated imagination. Using Anima to silently intrude into the opponent's flesh and slowly gain control of the body. After that, the sky was the limit. Making them kill each other or themselves, forcing them to do anything he wanted. Not only that but also make them feel real pain from within.
This time, he got a reaction out of them. A thin layer of old sweat formed on the siblings' faces as they struggled to resist, but they still did not break under the pain. Their expressions did not change in the slightest — in fact, they seemed even happier than before.
Reed had used his technique to carefully grasp and constrict their hearts for a brief moment. Had he wanted to, he could have crushed them and killed them from the inside.
"Tell me the truth. Now."
"It's just as we've told you, brother. We've been sent here to assist you in your journey, so that you may make things right once more. To bring order and prosperity to this dying world. In regards to your concerns about our youngest sister, we can assure you that we would never harm her, for she is family. We have simply opted to help her focus on the family's goals by removing any unnecessary distractions. That's all," said Sigurda.
Her eyes glimmered with curiosity, despite the pain she felt. Intense curiosity and obsession were hidden deep beneath her golden eyes.
"Blackmail, huh. Some real familial love you've got there, sis. Aside from your bullshit story about wanting to help me some nonsensical journey, what else did you want to tell me? Any other tall tales you want to tell while we're here? Because this is the last time you'll be seeing me tolerate this horseshit."
Sigurda's face bloomed like she'd heard the best thing in her life and said, "We want you to join us, dear brother, like family. We, the Twilight Children, were born to bring salvation to this boorish, ignorant world and with you by our side, we will be able to accomplish anything! We can at least save Mulia before the Infestation brings the Final End upon the stars!
"You are the Goddess's greatest gift to this world, brother, and none of us can compare to your... brilliant shine, your purity. Without your assistance, the plans we have devised will never succeed. Join us and we will help you recover your missing fragments, so that you may recover your full strength. We know where some of them are! With our future knowledge, you will be able to recover much faster than if you were left to your own devices. Don't you see it?! Our interests align! As expected of our Holy Mother's design, she has brought us together for this reason!" said Kanosis.
Shit, how do they know?!! Are they really from the future?! Agh, this just got way more annoying than expected. Dammit.
Reed coldly stared at everyone in the room and said, "I haven't the slightest idea what you're all rambling about. I advise that you all stop abusing whatever drugs you're all on, for your own sakes. Religious nutjobs, the lot of you. Not only that but also conspiracy theorists, too. What a waste of perfectly good evening; to think that I'd ended up spending it with mentally ill people like you."
He channeled Anima around himself and began distorting space-time around himself and tore himself out reality, but not before he said, "Keep your distance from me, you fucking creeps and don't you ever annoy me with this shit again. Consider this your only fucking warning."
And with that, Reed had left the room. His disappearance left a vicious wave of Anima that struck everything around it as it dispersed, shattering glass and destroying everything in the room that wasn't pinned on the walls.
The siblings quietly enjoyed the feeling of the destructive wave as it passed through them, savoring the sensation of Reed's Anima until they could no more. They only returned back to reality after that blissful period of ecstasy ended.
"He was truly wonderful, was he not? The sublime texture of his Anima, the magnificent shine of his soul! He truly is my…" said Sigurda with a flushed, hot expression on her face. In her bountiful chest, a passionate flame of obsession and love burned fiercely like never before.
"But what will we do if he does not come around, Kanosis? We cannot force him to activate it and we certainly cannot subdue him. Although he is still inexperienced, we cannot underestimate Our Mother's Holy Son. He will continue to grow, brother. I don't think I'd be able to capture him if you asked me to if I had to be honest," said Sverre.
"He will come around, brother. He is kind… and that is why he will break. In due time, he will have to accept our mission and assist us in creating the world that Our Mother has entrusted us to build," said Kanosis. He was certain of it. His faith would not lead him astray…
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Things had gone from zero to a hundred in an instant, but everyone in the room seemed entirely unconcerned, at least on the outside. The siblings' eyes gleamed with heightened interest as they mutely stared at Reed in silence. Not a single one of them seemed afraid, or even concerned with the vicious, oppressive aura that locked down the entire room.
It was as if they did did not care in the slightest about what might happen next…
Not so much as a single reaction from these assholes. Are these guys fearless, or are they just stupid? Do they really think I'm just playing around here…?!
"It's clear to me that you little turds have done something to Astrid and Sebastian. That much I'm clear of. So, let's get this over with; what do you want? Why have you brought me here and what have you done to my good friends?" said Reed.
He had forcibly subjugated the Anima around him to the point that he'd gained control of every single mote of it in the room. For all intents and purposes, he a gun pointed to each of their heads at the moment. A single miss-step from them was all it'd take for him to send them all to hell this night.
And yet, despite the circumstances, not a single one the seven siblings seemed interested in the fact that their lives were on the line. If anything, they reveled in the experience and seemed delighted that Reed had forced himself upon them.
"I better get some straight answers from you lot, or I'll make myself a bit more persuasive at your expense. Start talking, you creepy little bastards."
Kanosis calmly said, "Brother, there's no need for violence. We'd never keep anything from you, of all people. You need all the help you can get, otherwise, you'll never recover everything you lost. You wanted the truth, brother? Here's the truth: We were sent here from the future in order to help you."
The fucking future? Oh, come ON. That's the best you can come up with? I'm better off interrogating the goddamn walls for answers than these clowns… What do you think, Lacrima, should I just waste 'em and leave before anyone finds out?
"...…"
Hey, Lacrima, what's the matter? You don't actually think these idiots are from the future, right?
"Either they're all godly liars, completely insane, or telling the truth. I can't detect any signs of them lying at all, be it physiological or spiritual. There are no signs of self-suggestion or memory fabrication, so they aren't duping us with some kind of mental technique." said Lacrima in annoyance.
So, what? Am I actually supposed to believe that they came from the future? You told me that even sending messages across time was nigh-impossible for almost everyone, even with something as powerful as Anima. That only those two gods you spoke about could do something like that.
"Yes, you're right but you forgot the other part of the answer I told you. A sufficient powerful enough tool could do it, too. Something on the level of a world-sibyl… but the Anima required for time travel is beyond the capabilities of the insects that live in this pocket dimension. They'd need to draw enough Anima to dry out the better part of an entire galaxy, boy."
"So you've decided to lie. That's fine, too. I've been meaning to test out a couple of new techniques, you see…" said Reed. He raised his left hand and slowly clenched it in the air, as if he were caressing something soft and precious in place.
Drain a fucking galaxy of its Anima to time travel?! These fucking bastards must've thought that I'd be an ignorant hick since I'm a foreigner. Well, we'll see about that…
Reed knew that one day he'd have to get his hands dirty. That the Infestation wouldn't be the only foes he'd have to deal with in this brave new world.
Contenders weren't even worth the thought, but conquerors were another story altogether. He knew he couldn't mess around with them, especially the several thousand-year-old freaks who'd accumulated multiple lifetimes worth of knowledge and experience. If he was to face these crafty, ancient monsters, he'd have to develop powerful techniques.
Malicious, instant-killing techniques.
Subtle, shameless techniques.
Overpowering techniques.
His secret mentor had taught him that his imagination was his greatest asset. That, and the fact that nothing was off the table when it came to killing. To abandon one's ethics and morals at the doorstep of creation…
The Lover's Grasp was one such technique, born from Reed's liberated imagination. Using Anima to silently intrude into the opponent's flesh and slowly gain control of the body. After that, the sky was the limit. Making them kill each other or themselves, forcing them to do anything he wanted. Not only that but also make them feel real pain from within.
This time, he got a reaction out of them. A thin layer of old sweat formed on the siblings' faces as they struggled to resist, but they still did not break under the pain. Their expressions did not change in the slightest — in fact, they seemed even happier than before.
Reed had used his technique to carefully grasp and constrict their hearts for a brief moment. Had he wanted to, he could have crushed them and killed them from the inside.
"Tell me the truth. Now."
"It's just as we've told you, brother. We've been sent here to assist you in your journey, so that you may make things right once more. To bring order and prosperity to this dying world. In regards to your concerns about our youngest sister, we can assure you that we would never harm her, for she is family. We have simply opted to help her focus on the family's goals by removing any unnecessary distractions. That's all," said Sigurda.
Her eyes glimmered with curiosity, despite the pain she felt. Intense curiosity and obsession were hidden deep beneath her golden eyes.
"Blackmail, huh. Some real familial love you've got there, sis. Aside from your bullshit story about wanting to help me some nonsensical journey, what else did you want to tell me? Any other tall tales you want to tell while we're here? Because this is the last time you'll be seeing me tolerate this horseshit."
Sigurda's face bloomed like she'd heard the best thing in her life and said, "We want you to join us, dear brother, like family. We, the Twilight Children, were born to bring salvation to this boorish, ignorant world and with you by our side, we will be able to accomplish anything! We can at least save Mulia before the Infestation brings the Final End upon the stars!
"You are the Goddess's greatest gift to this world, brother, and none of us can compare to your... brilliant shine, your purity. Without your assistance, the plans we have devised will never succeed. Join us and we will help you recover your missing fragments, so that you may recover your full strength. We know where some of them are! With our future knowledge, you will be able to recover much faster than if you were left to your own devices. Don't you see it?! Our interests align! As expected of our Holy Mother's design, she has brought us together for this reason!" said Kanosis.
Shit, how do they know?!! Are they really from the future?! Agh, this just got way more annoying than expected. Dammit.
Reed coldly stared at everyone in the room and said, "I haven't the slightest idea what you're all rambling about. I advise that you all stop abusing whatever drugs you're all on, for your own sakes. Religious nutjobs, the lot of you. Not only that but also conspiracy theorists, too. What a waste of perfectly good evening; to think that I'd ended up spending it with mentally ill people like you."
He channeled Anima around himself and began distorting space-time around himself and tore himself out reality, but not before he said, "Keep your distance from me, you fucking creeps and don't you ever annoy me with this shit again. Consider this your only fucking warning."
And with that, Reed had left the room. His disappearance left a vicious wave of Anima that struck everything around it as it dispersed, shattering glass and destroying everything in the room that wasn't pinned on the walls.
The siblings quietly enjoyed the feeling of the destructive wave as it passed through them, savoring the sensation of Reed's Anima until they could no more. They only returned back to reality after that blissful period of ecstasy ended.
"He was truly wonderful, was he not? The sublime texture of his Anima, the magnificent shine of his soul! He truly is my…" said Sigurda with a flushed, hot expression on her face. In her bountiful chest, a passionate flame of obsession and love burned fiercely like never before.
"But what will we do if he does not come around, Kanosis? We cannot force him to activate it and we certainly cannot subdue him. Although he is still inexperienced, we cannot underestimate Our Mother's Holy Son. He will continue to grow, brother. I don't think I'd be able to capture him if you asked me to if I had to be honest," said Sverre.
"He will come around, brother. He is kind… and that is why he will break. In due time, he will have to accept our mission and assist us in creating the world that Our Mother has entrusted us to build," said Kanosis. He was certain of it. His faith would not lead him astray…
Things had gone from zero to a hundred in an instant, but everyone in the room seemed entirely unconcerned, at least on the outside. The siblings' eyes gleamed with heightened interest as they mutely stared at Reed in silence. Not a single one of them seemed afraid, or even concerned with the vicious, oppressive aura that locked down the entire room.It was as if they did did not care in the slightest about what might happen nextNot so much as a single reaction from these assholes. Are these guys fearless, or are they just stupid? Do they really think I'm just playing around here?!"It's clear to me that you little turds have done something to Astrid and Sebastian. That much I'm clear of. So, let's get this over with; what do you want? Why have you brought me here and what have you done to my good friends?" said Reed.He had forcibly subjugated the Anima around him to the point that he'd gained control of every single mote of it in the room. For all intents and purposes, he a gun pointed to each of their heads at the moment. A single miss-step from them was all it'd take for him to send them all to hell this night.And yet, despite the circumstances, not a single one the seven siblings seemed interested in the fact that their lives were on the line. If anything, they reveled in the experience and seemed delighted that Reed had forced himself upon them."I better get some straight answers from you lot, or I'll make myself a bit more persuasive at your expense. Start talking, you creepy little bastards."Kanosis calmly said, "Brother, there's no need for violence. We'd never keep anything from you, of all people. You need all the help you can get, otherwise, you'll never recover everything you lost. You wanted the truth, brother? Here's the truth: We were sent here from the future in order to help you."The fucking future? Oh, come ON. That's the best you can come up with? I'm better off interrogating the goddamn walls for answers than these clowns What do you think, Lacrima, should I just waste 'em and leave before anyone finds out?"..."Hey, Lacrima, what's the matter? You don't actually think these idiots are from the future, right?"Either they're all godly liars, completely insane, or telling the truth. I can't detect any signs of them lying at all, be it physiological or spiritual. There are no signs of self-suggestion or memory fabrication, so they aren't duping us with some kind of mental technique." said Lacrima in annoyance.So, what? Am I actually supposed to believe that they came from the future? You told me that even sending messages across time was nigh-impossible for almost everyone, even with something as powerful as Anima. That only those two gods you spoke about could do something like that."Yes, you're right but you forgot the other part of the answer I told you. A sufficient powerful enough tool could do it, too. Something on the level of a world-sibyl but the Anima required for time travel is beyond the capabilities of the insects that live in this pocket dimension. They'd need to draw enough Anima to dry out the better part of an entire galaxy, boy.""So you've decided to lie. That's fine, too. I've been meaning to test out a couple of new techniques, you see" said Reed. He raised his left hand and slowly clenched it in the air, as if he were caressing something soft and precious in place.Drain a fucking galaxy of its Anima to time travel?! These fucking bastards must've thought that I'd be an ignorant hick since I'm a foreigner. Well, we'll see about thatReed knew that one day he'd have to get his hands dirty. That the Infestation wouldn't be the only foes he'd have to deal with in this brave new world.Contenders weren't even worth the thought, but conquerors were another story altogether. He knew he couldn't mess around with them, especially the several thousand-year-old freaks who'd accumulated multiple lifetimes worth of knowledge and experience. If he was to face these crafty, ancient monsters, he'd have to develop powerful techniques.Malicious, instant-killing techniques. Subtle, shameless techniques. Overpowering techniques.His secret mentor had taught him that his imagination was his greatest asset. That, and the fact that nothing was off the table when it came to killing. To abandon one's ethics and morals at the doorstep of creationThe Lover's Grasp was one such technique, born from Reed's liberated imagination. Using Anima to silently intrude into the opponent's flesh and slowly gain control of the body. After that, the sky was the limit. Making them kill each other or themselves, forcing them to do anything he wanted. Not only that but also make them feel real pain from within.This time, he got a reaction out of them. A thin layer of old sweat formed on the siblings' faces as they struggled to resist, but they still did not break under the pain. Their expressions did not change in the slightest in fact, they seemed even happier than before.Reed had used his technique to carefully grasp and constrict their hearts for a brief moment. Had he wanted to, he could have crushed them and killed them from the inside."Tell me the truth. Now.""It's just as we've told you, brother. We've been sent here to assist you in your journey, so that you may make things right once more. To bring order and prosperity to this dying world. In regards to your concerns about our youngest sister, we can assure you that we would never harm her, for she is family. We have simply opted to help her focus on the family's goals by removing any unnecessary distractions. That's all," said Sigurda.Her eyes glimmered with curiosity, despite the pain she felt. Intense curiosity and obsession were hidden deep beneath her golden eyes."Blackmail, huh. Some real familial love you've got there, sis. Aside from your bullshit story about wanting to help me some nonsensical journey, what else did you want to tell me? Any other tall tales you want to tell while we're here? Because this is the last time you'll be seeing me tolerate this horseshit."Sigurda's face bloomed like she'd heard the best thing in her life and said, "We want you to join us, dear brother, like family. We, the Twilight Children, were born to bring salvation to this boorish, ignorant world and with you by our side, we will be able to accomplish anything! We can at least save Mulia before the Infestation brings the Final End upon the stars!"You are the Goddess's greatest gift to this world, brother, and none of us can compare to your... brilliant shine, your purity. Without your assistance, the plans we have devised will never succeed. Join us and we will help you recover your missing fragments, so that you may recover your full strength. We know where some of them are! With our future knowledge, you will be able to recover much faster than if you were left to your own devices. Don't you see it?! Our interests align! As expected of our Holy Mother's design, she has brought us together for this reason!" said Kanosis.Shit, how do they know?!! Are they really from the future?! Agh, this just got way more annoying than expected. Dammit.Reed coldly stared at everyone in the room and said, "I haven't the slightest idea what you're all rambling about. I advise that you all stop abusing whatever drugs you're all on, for your own sakes. Religious nutjobs, the lot of you. Not only that but also conspiracy theorists, too. What a waste of perfectly good evening; to think that I'd ended up spending it with mentally ill people like you."He channeled Anima around himself and began distorting space-time around himself and tore himself out reality, but not before he said, "Keep your distance from me, you fucking creeps and don't you ever annoy me with this shit again. Consider this your only fucking warning."And with that, Reed had left the room. His disappearance left a vicious wave of Anima that struck everything around it as it dispersed, shattering glass and destroying everything in the room that wasn't pinned on the walls.The siblings quietly enjoyed the feeling of the destructive wave as it passed through them, savoring the sensation of Reed's Anima until they could no more. They only returned back to reality after that blissful period of ecstasy ended."He was truly wonderful, was he not? The sublime texture of his Anima, the magnificent shine of his soul! He truly is my" said Sigurda with a flushed, hot expression on her face. In her bountiful chest, a passionate flame of obsession and love burned fiercely like never before."But what will we do if he does not come around, Kanosis? We cannot force him to activate it and we certainly cannot subdue him. Although he is still inexperienced, we cannot underestimate Our Mother's Holy Son. He will continue to grow, brother. I don't think I'd be able to capture him if you asked me to if I had to be honest," said Sverre."He will come around, brother. He is kind and that is why he will break. In due time, he will have to accept our mission and assist us in creating the world that Our Mother has entrusted us to build," said Kanosis. He was certain of it. His faith would not lead him astray
