・─ Tiana's POV
Aftermath of the reconstruction.
I was not aware of our togetherness.
「「「「. . . . . . . . . 」」」」
These silences were observed in the nearby commanded square. We are merely present, standing.
I glanced at them and they averted their gaze.
"Do you still remember the actions you took against me?"
Beast: "W-W-We deeply apologize, nyah~"
Witch: "Y-Y-Yes."
Demon: "I-I'm out, alright. I am no longer involved with them."
""Traitor!""
They shouted at him.
"Hmph."
They flinched, indicating their remorse.
– – Past is past anyway, and I kneel for the cross and stand for the flag.
"...It's fine, let's forget everything."
They feel a sense of relief.
Afterwards, we decided to become friends.
・─ Amerya's POV
I pondered on the resilience of my elder brother, who consistently rises above adversity. With this in mind, I approached him and posed a question, even contemplating harming him in the process.
However, a sudden assailant struck me from behind, inflicting a severe injury and causing me to embrace the inevitability of death. Yet, much to my surprise, he held me tenderly and swiftly healed my wounds.
Truthfully, I find great displeasure in anyone touching me, except for my parents and siblings. Also, I did not anticipate that he would have a favorable opinion of me. Initially, I assumed he wouldn't cherish me, and I wished to reject his affection. However, I sensed the sincerity in his intentions.
The Cyclops ancestors were monstrous beings, systematically eradicated by the descendants of the holder's assembly.
Despite the changes, some individuals continue to label us as monsters. Seeking secrecy, my father, who reigns as the king, concealed our whereabouts.
"Hah." I sigh.
...I still need to introduce him to my parents. Once this series of events concludes, I yearn to embrace him warmly.
I have spotted Nefaria at a close proximity and her entire body quivers uncontrollably.
As I have not concealed my bloodline of the Cyclops, I gazed at her for an extended duration while maintaining control over my powers.
Her entire body became corporality and beneath her skin, a dark blue aura emanated, which seemed to be her own flowing aura.
Her body parts were no longer visible to me. I observed her blood's mana shake until it erupted.
Could it be the Null capability?
The Null derives from the blood cells.
...Thus, something must have entered her bloodstream.
I also directed my attention towards her adversary.
"Excuse me?" I uttered.
She is a mere mortal.
Why does Nefaria, appear to be struggling?
I perceived within her mint green aura that it lacked any mixture of white energy.
I teleported towards her opponent and executed a spin sidekick, striking her in the back.
Drawing closer to her, I inquired about her well-being, to which she commanded me to keep my distance.
I then observed their ensuing battle as I used [Levitation].
Nefaria bestowed each member with a necklace artifact, but prior to doing so, she embedded some capability, like levitation so I was able to hover in the air.
The [Intafatant] is one of the most powerful gravitational capabilities on a list. It works by entering the body and spreading apart, causing blood pressure to rise until the aura flows from the blood runs out.
― ― ―
The [Utter Restorative] is a healing ability that can repair damaged organs inside the body. I developed it through divination within the creation capability. However, and her mortal body couldn't handle it, It only hurts her more.
If Sena is the one who heals her, she won't be hurt because the divination is specific to the North.
I carefully wiped her face, stained with blood, with my cloak and observed her sleeping face. Suddenly, I noticed that the fighting had ceased and looked around.
It seemed that everyone was looking in our direction, their gazes fixed on us.
Without hesitation, I ravaged my complexion, trying to portray strength, and intimidated them.
The Enigma Organization took a step back in response but the Akrasia's were engaged in discussion and were on the verge of arriving here.
I can't help but notice their glances towards me as they converse, ready to deliver nothing but criticism.
They seem to take pleasure in criticizing others and meddling in their affairs. It is perplexing why they derive such satisfaction from this behavior. Something feels awry.
They should focus on fulfilling their own duties in life.
Their assertiveness has caused an upheaval and inflicted harm upon others, regardless of the fact that we are all equals in our capacity to experience pain, suffering, the desire for autonomy, and the ability to make mistakes as part of our individual growth. We must not deviate from our chosen paths, as we are constantly under the watchful eye of God.
As these thoughts occupied my mind, they gradually encircled me.
「Arts: Kaleidoscope」
/ZKIZZZSHH
A gust of dust emerged from my body, giving rise to a large, square translucent barrier.
...I have no desire for them to flee from my presence.
「Third Art: Stagnant」
As they find themselves confined within the confines of this barrier, they will experience the loss of their capabilities.
Owing to the connection between the two of them. [Arts] and [Third Art].
"What is happening? I can sense some of my plagiaristic capabilities diminishing within my aura flow!" They were perplexed and disconcerted, one of them exclaimed.
"L-Let us escape immediately!" In a panic, one of them collectively cried out,
/Bam
With a loud thud, they collided with the transparent wall that encased them.
"What is this obstruction?" Wondering aloud, one of them uttered.
"We are trapped!" In desperation, another cried out.
...They are made to face the consequences of their actions and feel the fear that comes along with it.
"We must inform our master!" Urgently, they attempted to telepathically communicate with their superior.
"Quickly!" One of them exclaiming hurriedly.
"We can't use the capability!"
"Goddess, we sincerely apologize for what transpired!"
Trembling with fear and remorse, one of them pleaded.
....Goddess?
I couldn't comprehend their words or intentions.
『Release them』In my mind, a telepathic message emerged, commanding.
『Who are you?』
『I am the founder of the Akrasia Organization』In response, the voice revealed.
『What prompted you to destroy this place?』I interrogated.
『. . .YD 963- Placid, FD, 15. . . . . . . . . . 』
In great disbelief, I learned the truth about my mother, Azalea.
Surrounded by a sudden wave of negativity and confusion, I felt tremendously unwell.
「Undo」Realizing the error of my ways, I uttered, and consequently, my capabilities were rescinded, causing them to distance themselves from me.
Suddenly, someone teleported in front of me.
"My name is Nefaria."
"...I'm Rin."
"You look exactly like her."
"...Yes."
""........""
We could only respond with a quiet affirmation.
"Please don't harm my father, and leave this place."
"...As you wish." She agreed, and she communicated telepathically to the others, and they started to leave one by one.
""........""
As we exchanged glances, she turned away momentarily but looked back at me.
I feel a bit uncomfortable. I couldn't help but wonder if she has some sort of fondness for my mother.
"I-I'll leave now," she said, and I nodded.
She left in front of me.
However, suddenly, someone kicked my head with a powerful sidekick.
・─ Nefaria's POV
What's gotten into me?
Something seemed to have possessed me.
/Bang!
In confusion, I turned around and witnessed two men in tuxedos attacking her, causing her to remain motionless.
Bam
I attempted to assist her but encountered an invisible barrier. It appeared to be a form of protection.
『Nefaria! She was surrounded by a barrier』
『A-Amerya』
「Semblance」
/BANG!
I hit my head against the barrier.
I tried to break the barrier but failed. I couldn't help but wonder if it was a supernatural force.
....I-Is this a demonic power? Ah, Azalea y-your daughter.
I expressed my concerns for Azalea's daughter, hoping that she would be safe.
・─ Tiana's POV
Aftermath of the reconstruction.
I was not aware of our togetherness.
「「「「. . . . . . . . . 」」」」
These silences were observed in the nearby commanded square. We are merely present, standing.
I glanced at them and they averted their gaze.
"Do you still remember the actions you took against me?"
Beast: "W-W-We deeply apologize, nyah~"
Witch: "Y-Y-Yes."
Demon: "I-I'm out, alright. I am no longer involved with them."
""Traitor!""
They shouted at him.
"Hmph."
They flinched, indicating their remorse.
– – Past is past anyway, and I kneel for the cross and stand for the flag.
"...It's fine, let's forget everything."
They feel a sense of relief.
Afterwards, we decided to become friends.
・─ Amerya's POV
I pondered on the resilience of my elder brother, who consistently rises above adversity. With this in mind, I approached him and posed a question, even contemplating harming him in the process.
However, a sudden assailant struck me from behind, inflicting a severe injury and causing me to embrace the inevitability of death. Yet, much to my surprise, he held me tenderly and swiftly healed my wounds.
Truthfully, I find great displeasure in anyone touching me, except for my parents and siblings. Also, I did not anticipate that he would have a favorable opinion of me. Initially, I assumed he wouldn't cherish me, and I wished to reject his affection. However, I sensed the sincerity in his intentions.
The Cyclops ancestors were monstrous beings, systematically eradicated by the descendants of the holder's assembly.
Despite the changes, some individuals continue to label us as monsters. Seeking secrecy, my father, who reigns as the king, concealed our whereabouts.
"Hah." I sigh.
...I still need to introduce him to my parents. Once this series of events concludes, I yearn to embrace him warmly.
I have spotted Nefaria at a close proximity and her entire body quivers uncontrollably.
As I have not concealed my bloodline of the Cyclops, I gazed at her for an extended duration while maintaining control over my powers.
Her entire body became corporality and beneath her skin, a dark blue aura emanated, which seemed to be her own flowing aura.
Her body parts were no longer visible to me. I observed her blood's mana shake until it erupted.
Could it be the Null capability?
The Null derives from the blood cells.
...Thus, something must have entered her bloodstream.
I also directed my attention towards her adversary.
"Excuse me?" I uttered.
She is a mere mortal.
Why does Nefaria, appear to be struggling?
I perceived within her mint green aura that it lacked any mixture of white energy.
I teleported towards her opponent and executed a spin sidekick, striking her in the back.
Drawing closer to her, I inquired about her well-being, to which she commanded me to keep my distance.
I then observed their ensuing battle as I used [Levitation].
Nefaria bestowed each member with a necklace artifact, but prior to doing so, she embedded some capability, like levitation so I was able to hover in the air.
The [Intafatant] is one of the most powerful gravitational capabilities on a list. It works by entering the body and spreading apart, causing blood pressure to rise until the aura flows from the blood runs out.
― ― ―
The [Utter Restorative] is a healing ability that can repair damaged organs inside the body. I developed it through divination within the creation capability. However, and her mortal body couldn't handle it, It only hurts her more.
If Sena is the one who heals her, she won't be hurt because the divination is specific to the North.
I carefully wiped her face, stained with blood, with my cloak and observed her sleeping face. Suddenly, I noticed that the fighting had ceased and looked around.
It seemed that everyone was looking in our direction, their gazes fixed on us.
Without hesitation, I ravaged my complexion, trying to portray strength, and intimidated them.
The Enigma Organization took a step back in response but the Akrasia's were engaged in discussion and were on the verge of arriving here.
I can't help but notice their glances towards me as they converse, ready to deliver nothing but criticism.
They seem to take pleasure in criticizing others and meddling in their affairs. It is perplexing why they derive such satisfaction from this behavior. Something feels awry.
They should focus on fulfilling their own duties in life.
Their assertiveness has caused an upheaval and inflicted harm upon others, regardless of the fact that we are all equals in our capacity to experience pain, suffering, the desire for autonomy, and the ability to make mistakes as part of our individual growth. We must not deviate from our chosen paths, as we are constantly under the watchful eye of God.
As these thoughts occupied my mind, they gradually encircled me.
「Arts: Kaleidoscope」
/ZKIZZZSHH
A gust of dust emerged from my body, giving rise to a large, square translucent barrier.
...I have no desire for them to flee from my presence.
「Third Art: Stagnant」
As they find themselves confined within the confines of this barrier, they will experience the loss of their capabilities.
Owing to the connection between the two of them. [Arts] and [Third Art].
"What is happening? I can sense some of my plagiaristic capabilities diminishing within my aura flow!" They were perplexed and disconcerted, one of them exclaimed.
"L-Let us escape immediately!" In a panic, one of them collectively cried out,
/Bam
With a loud thud, they collided with the transparent wall that encased them.
"What is this obstruction?" Wondering aloud, one of them uttered.
"We are trapped!" In desperation, another cried out.
...They are made to face the consequences of their actions and feel the fear that comes along with it.
"We must inform our master!" Urgently, they attempted to telepathically communicate with their superior.
"Quickly!" One of them exclaiming hurriedly.
"We can't use the capability!"
"Goddess, we sincerely apologize for what transpired!"
Trembling with fear and remorse, one of them pleaded.
....Goddess?
I couldn't comprehend their words or intentions.
『Release them』In my mind, a telepathic message emerged, commanding.
『Who are you?』
『I am the founder of the Akrasia Organization』In response, the voice revealed.
『What prompted you to destroy this place?』I interrogated.
『. . .YD 963- Placid, FD, 15. . . . . . . . . . 』
In great disbelief, I learned the truth about my mother, Azalea.
Surrounded by a sudden wave of negativity and confusion, I felt tremendously unwell.
「Undo」Realizing the error of my ways, I uttered, and consequently, my capabilities were rescinded, causing them to distance themselves from me.
Suddenly, someone teleported in front of me.
"My name is Nefaria."
"...I'm Rin."
"You look exactly like her."
"...Yes."
""........""
We could only respond with a quiet affirmation.
"Please don't harm my father, and leave this place."
"...As you wish." She agreed, and she communicated telepathically to the others, and they started to leave one by one.
""........""
As we exchanged glances, she turned away momentarily but looked back at me.
I feel a bit uncomfortable. I couldn't help but wonder if she has some sort of fondness for my mother.
"I-I'll leave now," she said, and I nodded.
She left in front of me.
However, suddenly, someone kicked my head with a powerful sidekick.
・─ Nefaria's POV
What's gotten into me?
Something seemed to have possessed me.
/Bang!
In confusion, I turned around and witnessed two men in tuxedos attacking her, causing her to remain motionless.
Bam
I attempted to assist her but encountered an invisible barrier. It appeared to be a form of protection.
『Nefaria! She was surrounded by a barrier』
『A-Amerya』
「Semblance」
/BANG!
I hit my head against the barrier.
I tried to break the barrier but failed. I couldn't help but wonder if it was a supernatural force.
....I-Is this a demonic power? Ah, Azalea y-your daughter.
I expressed my concerns for Azalea's daughter, hoping that she would be safe.
