My Children Swarm the Cosmos โ€“ Chapter 17

๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ค (2)

Ariaโ€™s wave interference began.ย ย 

What Kreionโ€™s vision, hearing, and sense of touch that make up his nerves are receiving is a phenomenon that is not actually happening.ย ย 

๐˜’๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ๐˜ถ. . .!

Black storm clouds cover the entire sky in sight and torrential thunderstorms pour down. The paint on the tall corporate buildings peels off in an instant and the concrete crumbles into powder and collapses.ย ย 

The whole landscape where he is becomes ruins like a city that has fallen into Mars. Office workers on their way to work have their clothes burnt, their skin peeled off, and scream hellishly as if they had been hit by a nuclear blast.ย ย 

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ!!!!!!!

An intense heat is felt on the skin. That heat, at an astronomical temperature, burnt Kreionโ€™s skin, making him look no different from the screaming humans around him.ย ย 


From above the clouds, a colossal creature whose shape cannot be discerned stimulates transcendental fear. Shadows larger than the clouds flutter strangely in the sky, waving their fists and tentacles.ย ย 

Amidst everything being covered with hallucinations, illusions, and auditory hallucinations, only Aria standing in front of him is looking at Kreion normally.ย ย 

And Kreion also stands there and endures, realizing that what he is experiencing now is false.ย ย 

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ .ย ย 

โ”๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ.

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ! ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐๐ž ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ!!ย ย 

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ฌ. . .

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž! ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐. . .! ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐. . .! ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ก. . .!

โ”๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ฒ. . . .

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง.ย ย 

โ”๐–๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ. ๐๐š๐ซ๐š๐๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ.ย ย 

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐›๐ž ๐š ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ? ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐›*๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐!!!

โ”๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ!!! ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐›*๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐!!! ๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ณ!!!! ๐๐จ!!!!!!

The giant blue Tritula, the purple mass of tentacles, Subject 428, Subject 429, Subject 457, Subject 433, Subject 411, Subject 470, and even Bythos.ย ย 

The dead come back to life like zombies, shedding their putrid flesh and pouring cursed echoes as they spill half-clotted blood from their noses, mouths and eyes.

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ž?

โ”๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง? ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ฉ๐จ๐ง?ย ย 

โ”๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ. ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž.

Haber crawls on the floor.ย ย 

โ”๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ž. . .! ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐›. . .! ๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž. . .! ๐€๐ก ๐š๐ก ๐š๐ก ๐š๐ก ๐š๐ก ๐š๐ก ๐š๐ก!!!!! ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž. . .!

The mother specimen grown from the collapsed corporate building spews blood towards the sky like an active volcano.

โ”๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. . . . ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. . . . ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. . . . ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. . . . ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. . . .ย ย 

From behind Kreion, Ludwig comes over and stabs a needle into his shoulder.ย ย 

๐˜š๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ. . .!

โ”๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซโ€™๐ฌ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ก, ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž, ๐ ๐š๐ณ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐จ๐ง, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ . . . . ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. . . . ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ฌ. . . . ๐‡๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ข๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. . . .

โ”๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. . . . ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐›๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซโ€™๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ. . . . ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง. . . . ๐’๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ๐๐š๐ฒ. . . .

In Kreionโ€™s memories, the very things that haunt him take form and curse him. It is why his breath grows ever more ragged and his heart beats ever faster.

A wave of emotions, be it nervousness, guilt, regret, or anxiety, pierces through his mind and materializes all around him.

Perhaps what Kreion sees, hears, feels, and senses now is a projection of what Kreion abhors and fears the most.

โ”๐Š๐ซ๐ž๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ.

Aria now has giant bat-like wings spread out behind her, and horns have sprouted from her forehead. Her eyes burn with an unfathomable crimson glow, and tears of blood stream down from those blazing eyes. She is the very image of a devil.

โ€œBe quiet. . . .โ€

Kreion struggles with his trembling body, but she does not stop.

โ”๐ƒ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ž? ๐ƒ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ?

She draws near.

โ€œDonโ€™t come any closer. . . .โ€

โ”๐‚๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž? ๐‚๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž, ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐ž๐š๐ซ?

Kreionโ€™s body tries to transform on its own. The veins in the nape of his neck, wrists, and the backs of his hands bulge visibly, pulsating. It seems as though he will spew forth a substance that will form a black armor, an exoskeleton, at any moment.

โ”๐“๐ก๐š๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ. ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐จ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง, ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ณ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ž.

โ”๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž.

Itโ€™s scary.

But even so,

โ€œHmph. . . . Ha. . . .โ€

Kreion brings his trembling hands together.

โ”๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐. ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฉ ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ณ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐Š๐š๐›๐š๐ง๐š, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ข๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐๐ฎ๐ค๐ž๐ซ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐’๐ฎ๐›๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—. ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐จ, ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž.

โ€œ. . .Iโ€™m doing it right now.โ€

Kreion breaks his own fingers with his clasped hands.

๐˜š๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ. . .!

The excruciating pain caused by the snapping joints stimulates his nerves.

The pain is โ€˜realโ€™.

It has been transmitted from โ€˜realityโ€™ to this place.

โ”๐’๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฆ? ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐๐จ?

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.โ€™

โ”. . .๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ?

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.โ€™

โ”๐˜๐จ๐ฎโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ. ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ข๐ญ?

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.โ€™

โ”๐ƒ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ž ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐š๐.

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.โ€™

Aria instinctively feels that something is wrong.

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ?โ€™

โ”๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ.

โ€œ. . .!โ€

Their thoughts overlapped.

Aria was clearly the one reading the other party.

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?! ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ?!โ€™

โ”๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ.

The boundary of their thoughts has crumbled.

In other words, Ariaโ€™s and Kreionโ€™s two consciousnesses have merged into one.

In other words, Kreion has also sent out waves and tapped into Ariaโ€™s brain.

Just like he did to whomever it was during the preliminary selection. Overlapped.

โ€œWhat is. . . . I donโ€™t know. . . .โ€

โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด?โ€™

โ€œWhatโ€™s happening. . .?โ€

Now, she is confused about what her own thoughts are. She feels as if she has forgotten what she was just thinking about. More importantly, she canโ€™t remember what she was doing just now.

โ€˜๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. . . . ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต. . .?โ€™



โ€˜๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต?โ€™


โ€œI donโ€™t know. . . .โ€

โ”๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐. . . .


She sends out waves and speaks words whose meaning is unknown, not knowing whose consciousness it is, not knowing whose voice it is.

Both Kreion and Aria concentrated their psychic powers to seize the initiative in their consciousness.


The deputy team leader of the bioengineering team taps Kreion on the shoulder.

โ€œMr. Kreion? Why arenโ€™t you going in?โ€

โ€œ. . . .โ€

Amidst the company employees on their way to work, Kreion stands still, his gaze fixed somewhere like a mannequin.

The deputy team leader looks at him curiously.

โ€œMr. Kreion?โ€

โ€œ. . . .โ€

โ€œAre you feeling unwell? Why are you acting like this?โ€

โ€œ. . . .โ€

โ€œ. . .This is strange. Iโ€™ll go in first. You can explain later.โ€

To the deputy team leader, Kreion is just a promising and young new employee. They are not particularly close. That is why the deputy team leader feels a little unpleasant at Kreion ignoring him, and soon turns his attention away and enters the company.

โ€œ. . . .โ€

At that same moment, Aria also stands still in that spot, staring blankly in the direction where Kreion is.

People who have started a new day continue to pass by, and after about 3 minutes of staring at each other, Aria and Kreion finally move.

โ€œ. . . .โ€

Aria turns her body as it is and heads towards the bustling area.

โ€œ. . . .โ€

Kreion also enters the company as he was going.

And that night, Aria was found hanged at her home by her secretary.


At Kreionโ€™s mansion, Haber receives a notification on his mobile phone and rushes to the basement.

Haber opens the door leading to the basement and shouts.

โ€œYoung Master! Good news! I just heard that another one dropped out!โ€

Kreion comes up from the basement stairs.

โ€œI know.โ€

โ€œThe announcement? This is an announcement that the Foundation only gives to secretaries. . . .โ€

โ€œAriaโ€™s waves were cut off a while ago.โ€

โ€œDid you connect your waves with Ariaโ€™s?โ€

โ€œI manipulated her according to my will.โ€

Ludwig peeks his head out from behind Kreion.

โ€œEr. . . . Oh, so does that mean you took care of Aria, Young Master?โ€

โ€œYou there, human. . . . Bow your waist and lower your head when you see the master. . . .โ€

โ€œGo back inside, Ludwig.โ€

โ€œ. . .Yes. . . .โ€

Kreion locks the door to the secret basement and comes out with Haber to the spacious first floor.

โ€œI mixed a virus that destroys only her nerve cells into my exhalation.โ€

โ€œYou mixed it into your exhalation, you say. . .?โ€

โ€œThis morning, Aria attacked me in front of the company. I thought that with her ability, she could attack me anytime, anywhere, so I prepared for that.โ€

โ€œShe could attack you anytime, anywhere, yet she showed up in front of Kreion-nim?โ€

โ€œYes. A chimerazโ€™s waves can only be forced if the distance to the target is close. If she had attacked me with her waves from afar, I would have simply ignored the waves themselves.โ€

Haber nods his head thoughtfully.

โ€œThatโ€™s why, assuming that Aria would ambush me at close range, I took measures so that the virus would always be mixed in the breath I exhale.โ€

โ€œIsnโ€™t the virus a resource?โ€

โ€œWhile I was active outside, I stored up bodily substances so that I could continue to exhale it.โ€

Haber takes out his mobile phone again and composes an email for his report.

โ€œFrom what I know, there was no commotion at the company. Can you tell me what kind of engagement it was?โ€

โ€œWe fought by trying to snatch each otherโ€™s consciousness with our waves. Ariaโ€™s psychic power and concentration were superior to mine, but the virus must have spread while I was fighting her. Regardless of my will.โ€

โ€œYes. A virus that selectively destroys only Ariaโ€™s nerve cells.โ€

โ€œShe and I fought in a consciousness made of waves. My memory is hazy, but I think both of us must have poured all of our consciousness into that fight. In the meantime, the virus attacked her unprotected physical body.โ€

โ€œAh. . . . But I heard that Aria was found hanged at her home.โ€

โ€œAs problems arose in her body, the psychic power and concentration that she prided herself on collapsed all at once. As a result, I interpreted her waves in reverse and intervened in her consciousness to absorb her ability.โ€

โ€œWhat kind of ability?โ€

โ€œLegion Dominance. That was the expanded ability. I became able to strongly intervene in the minds of chimeraz. I erased Ariaโ€™s will and memories and gave her orders. To return home, hang herself quietly, and stop her own heart. Thatโ€™s all.โ€

โ€œYou were overwhelming this time too. Youโ€™re amazing.โ€

Kreion briefly looks away, then,

โ€œ. . .It was an unpleasant fight. It was an unpleasantness I had never experienced before.โ€

Haber carefully replies to Kreionโ€™s unexpected reaction.

โ€œI canโ€™t imagine a fight where you snatch each otherโ€™s consciousness. Haha. . . . But since you won by preparing for it in advance, it must have been a victory entirely by Young Masterโ€™s own power.โ€


โ€œYes, Young Master.โ€

โ€œWhat do you think of me?โ€

At the sudden question, Haber tries to hide his confusion with a smile.

โ€œRegardless of age or species, you are always the Young Master that I serve.โ€

Kreion, who had been staring into space, meets Haberโ€™s eyes.

โ€œYou are the human who has spent the longest time with me.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s right. Haha.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s why I believe you wonโ€™t betray me. Youโ€™re the only human I trust.โ€

Haber understands the meaning of this and nods his head heavily.

โ€œ. . .It is an honor.โ€

Was it a satisfactory answer? Kreion walks past Haber and towards the front door.

โ€œIn that sense, I should take care of the traitors first.โ€

โ€œAre you going out now?โ€


โ€œThe remaining opponents are Tosis and Damian. Since there are only two left, wouldnโ€™t it be better to take a break today? Aria just dropped out a while ago. . . . I think itโ€™s better to prepare more.โ€

โ€œMy opponents will prepare as much as I prepare. And it wonโ€™t be easy to predict that an attack will come today, when a competitor has just been reduced.โ€

It seems that the coming-of-age ceremony will end very soon.

โ€œAh, yes. I understand. Then, who will you be attacking this time?โ€

โ€œBellum Damian.โ€

โ€œDonโ€™t you know Damianโ€™s address?โ€

โ€œIt was in Ariaโ€™s memories.โ€

โ€œAha. . . .โ€

Today, he realized for the first time how unpleasant it is to be betrayed.

Thatโ€™s because the fake reality that Aria showed him was a great shock to him.

Thatโ€™s why Damian is the next target.

โ€˜๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ*๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ.โ€™

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