Will of chaos - Chapter 1949: Cap 1945: I take what I want!
Chapter 1949: Cap 1945: I take what I want!
Pov Niryna:
Those two creatures were horrific, so much power, and yet only one of them was horrific in a particularly horrific way, so horrific that it couldn’t even compare to what I went through in Hell.
“(Fear not, your body is in my hands, and not even this thing can do anything to me.)” (Callidora)
“(…)” (me)
“(Still keeping silent~?)” (Callidora)
I didn’t want to give my body to her, but as soon as I summoned that Artifact, I realized I didn’t want to help her again; more than that, I couldn’t help her again.
This indecision and hesitation could bring harm to my Father. Zenos doesn’t deserve this. I can’t make him suffer again, I can’t allow him to suffer because of my actions again, so I made a contract with Hell forcing her to accept.
Knowing she would deceive me, I made the contract as simple and definitive as possible so that she couldn’t harm any of our companions or our family, specifying each of them by name. She also had to return control of my body by the end of 24 hours, and she couldn’t interfere with my Father’s actions.
The contract wasn’t made with my life at risk. I know that, as important as I am to her, I’m just the best among the toys, so if she breaks the contract, she’ll have to hand over one of her Infernal Cores to my Father.
To my extreme surprise, she accepted the contract very easily without hesitation.
“(Throw all you want, but in the end, you’ll have to keep your end of the bargain~…)” (Cortana)
“(…)” (me)
Like a contract, I needed to enforce a clause about full compliance with the contract. That would mean putting aside all my resentment against her and trying to get back to normal with her. For some reason, it was her only contribution to establishing the contract, but it still doesn’t change the fact that I no longer trust her as I used to.
“My sister and I will hold that thing down; you take care of the Avatar.” (Lena)
“Urd, you will act alongside us both.” (Cortana)
“Yes.” (Urd)
“So I’ll take the hateful couple, how wonderful~…” (Callidora)
“(They don’t trust me, isn’t it beautiful~.)” (Callidora)
“(…)” (me)
All I could do was watch what happened. Callidora kept trying to talk to me the whole time, as if she wanted to get me used to her voice. She wants to win me over over time, she has the patience for it. Now I understand her a little better, but I still can’t guarantee how I’ll feel about her in a thousand years.
“Let’s go!” (Lena)
Lena leads the other two to attack while Callidora stays behind, looking at Hate, waiting for the opportunity and knowing her presence was already known.
“Davoth, you know what to do…” (Callidora)
“You owe me.” (Davoth)
“Only partially, so take care of your request or I won’t do anything.” (Callidora)
Saying this, Callidora released the Artifact I summoned for him. It was a bone-shaped pen shaped like a claw that released blood from its tip to write. Just holding the thing in my hand made me hear more screams of pain than I could even discern.
I was happy to be rid of that thing, while I was relieved to be rid of that damned Artifact. Callidora was already advancing on Hate.
She smiled as she watched the Lady of Hate repeatedly collide with Hate. The presence of two beings like them was disgusting, but Callidora was unfazed when she reached behind Hate. Her claws didn’t go for the Infernal Grimoire; in fact, they struck Hate’s left shoulder, catching her by surprise.
“Callidora!!!” (Hatred)
“I’ll make you pay for taking what’s mine, Hate~…” (Callidora)
“< Origin Doom Magic: Hateful Star Whip >” (Hatred)
“< Infernal Rune: Binding Release >” (Callidora)
Callidora forcefully drags her claw, slicing Hate’s back from his left shoulder to his right waist. Several ethereal tentacles emerge from his already severed body, while the Grimoire attached to his waist flies out as if trying to escape.
Hatred doesn’t stand still. From within his body, a Whip that appears to be made of muscles woven around a spinal column emerges, attacking Callidora.
“This Grimoire is mine!” (Hatred)
“I’ll take what’s mine!!!” (Callidora)
“(Look at that beautiful book~… it still reminds me~~…)” (Callidora)
“(See the correct way to use your Aura in combat.)” (Callidora)
Callidora dodged the Whip’s blows without even looking. Her Aura expanded without forming a territory, but still heightened her senses, feeling each movement of the whip as if it were directly touching her body. Thanks to this, she was able to easily deflect each blow while moving, cornering the Grimoire like a predator on the hunt.
She could have taken the Grimoire all she wanted, but she was just playing until the Lady of Hatred extended her claws to strike Hatred. Only then did Callidora grab the Grimoire, which was still trying to free itself and escape.
“You’re mine again~…” (Callidora)
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Pov Zenos:
The more I felt and saw, the more despair grew. There was nowhere I could touch, my body and Will wouldn’t move to do so. It would be like denying myself. It wasn’t a matter of wanting or desire, it was a situation of true impossibility.
“(Impossibility doesn’t exist, you simply can’t destroy this. Destruction isn’t part of your Concept as an act of finality, and what lies before you is an act of transformation in accordance with your Concept. This is what causes your feeling of impossibility.)” (Paradox)
“(You have the wrong mindset…)” (Paradox)
“Paradox…” (me)
When I was stuck, not knowing what to do for the first time in a long time, perhaps since the time I thought I’d lost Layla because of that Mermaid.
It was in this moment of helplessness that her voice appeared in my mind, not in a tone I’d ever heard before. Her enigmatic voice, this time, seemed to guide me to an answer, like a teacher teaching a student, and it worked. I realized a possibility had arisen in my mind.
“I was thinking wrong…” (me)
I shouldn’t destroy this Ritual; I just need to transform it, mold it to my liking, make it mine.
I’m a Profane God, so I’m going to desecrate this thing, I’m going to steal it for myself. I’m already offending Hatred just by being here, so I might as well offend this Entity to the end.
“(Now you’re beginning to understand, you’re a Bringer of Chaos, so don’t hold back, don’t control yourself, be honest with yourself, be honest with your desires, and don’t be afraid to walk where others dare not even think!!)” (Paradox)
“You’re very talkative today… what do you want?” (Me)
Paradox has always been quiet, even before I knew of her existence. Every time she appeared, it was for a reason, whether to steal an enemy I’d just defeated or to teach me something in her own way. But even so, every time she appeared, there was a reason behind it.
“(I’ve known you your entire existence and I’m inside your mind; hearing your deepest thoughts is something I can’t avoid even if I want to.)” (Paradox)
“(I know what you want to do, but I need the Soul inside, more specifically, that egg of purple light.)” (Paradox)
“Are you going to tell me why you need this?” (me)
“(If you really want to know, I can tell you~~…)” (Paradox)
“…” (me)
Suddenly, her voice, becoming more seductive, sounded as chilling as Callidora, making my entire body shiver.
“No, I don’t want to know!” (me)
“(I’m not going to take it for free, I’m going to give you a reminder.)” (Paradox)
Suddenly, many images of eggs flash through my mind, as do images of my wives.
“(You have many special Eggs at your disposal, some already guarded by you while others are about to be delivered, yet only one of them can replace this purple light egg.)” (Paradox)
“I understand what you want to do, I hadn’t thought of that… an interesting idea…” (me)
“(But it will require better preparation than it currently has, as well as a better core, not to mention a compatible Soul.)” (Paradox)
“…” (me)
“(I have 1 Hell Egg, 2 Anomalous Eggs, 1 Origin Egg, but I’m missing 2 Eggs… on second thought… I can still get one from Ronan and I can trade the other with Igor…)” (me)
In my mind I had already made plans, but now I could put those thoughts aside. There was something to do now, something to claim as my own.
“Do you have any way to seal this thing without…” (me)
“(I can keep it for you… I always have ways to get what I want…)” (Paradox)
Suddenly I felt all my sense power drained away, even my blood dried up as my skin clung to my bones as my shadow opened, letting Tarzor’s head out with its jaws open. A feminine hand surrounded by ethereal silver bandages pulled him out by the neck before more bandages emerged from my shadow, wrapping everything around the Black Sun, which was soon pulled into Tarzor’s mouth, and he had no choice but to eat it.
“(I used your power instead of mine, but it should be fine for a few months. After I get what I want, I’ll leave the rest sealed near your Tree Wife.)” (Paradox)
“…” (me)
“(I also used less power than I expected, so I’ll return the rest.)” (Paradox)
Before I could understand what happened, the bandaged hand disappeared as if it were just an illusion, and a confused Tarzor stared at me as half of my power returned to me, my skeletal body filling up again as I stood there, my head spinning.
“What just happened…?” (me)
“I don’t know…” (Tarzor)
