《The Infinite Item box IS the best thing someone can have on an adventure》Chapter 19 - Hybrid
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"I saw the slime on your back before you were hurried off the stage, so where is he?" Enar stated.
"Wait a minute, [Status]," Harrian responded.
A purple board appeared right in front of Harrian and he checked through his stats.
[Name: Harrian Stave]
[Race: Monster Hybrid: Human - Slime]
[Gender: Male]
[Job: Dark Magician*]
[Non-Battle Job: Horrible Puppeteer]
[Stats:]
[Level 31]
[Hp 180/180]
[Str 95]
[Mp 620]
[Spd 99]
[Stm 58/101]
"It happened, so that has happened," Harrian said.
"What has?" Atogin asked.
"It's official, I've abandoned my humanity, I'm now a hybrid, between a human, and a slime, Dropley is gone, and only I remain,"
'But Harrian, that's not true' Rache whispered 'he's still inside of you, his loss is your power, not to mention, that thing in your chest now'
Harrian was confused, but he did feel something, like an orb, so he decided to concentrate. The discomforted orb then began to glow through his clothes and everyone in the room backed away again.
Harrian stopped the orb from glowing and sighed relief.
"That glowing, in the end, that was Dropleys core, or its nucleus, since it was only one cell, this is like, a second brain,"
"So you're smarter?" Atogin asked.
"Not entirely, I think it might make my reactions better, stronger faster, but I don't know yet," Harrian paused for a second before speaking again "Also, I gained the ability [Lightning Rod] from Aelor, forgive me if it is not what you wanted, the third princess."
Tifian did a light clap before congratulating him, and putting Cordelie into the coffin, this time it was filled with a green liquid. The group left the room and went back to see Nicko. He had recovered from Atogins paralysis technique.
He hugged Harrian, and again, had to push him away. Even his strength, Nicko was still surprised how much force he needed to push Harrian back. The group talked for a while before going to things.
Harrian decided to do some experiments on his body, as Tifian agreed, they put their utmost attention to that. Nicko was sparring with Sivent, releasing all of his feelings into a fight. Atogin and Lunan were on the rooftops, practising stealth in daylight. Enar was doing her daily prayers with the head priest, thanking it for the survival of most of her party.
After a while, the king stated that a banquet would be held soon, so everyone began to attend, except a few. Luna and Atogin were still practising their stealth skills and Nicko was now just punching rocks right outside of Koumides.
There was no major silence of the rooms since Harrian and Enar were both there, they decided to stick together. Enar was drinking some lightly chilled champagne, whilst Harrian had a cup of weak wyverns blood in his hands.
A lot of familiar faces were there, Gold was talking to Macbeth, trying to sell her some sort of quirky item. Sivent was flirting with a lot of [Demihuman] women, whilst the king was talking to an old man covered in white robes.
Harrian and Enar were enjoying their drinks in silence before the [Hero] decided to break the ice.
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"It's a shame, what happened to Kaloko, and a bit to you, losing a dear companion," Enar said "I mean, I only knew her for a few weeks, but you were friends with her on earth, I can't imagine your loss,"
"Rache didn't want to come, although she never talks, her and Dropley were considerably close for how long they knew each other,"
"Eight weeks wasn't it?"
Harrian took a while before responding, "About that much time, yes,"
"Look, I'm sorry about this, but you defeated Aelor,"
"Atogin told me about the letter, they are just going to keep coming and coming, we can't allow that to happen,"
"I know, but I believe the head priest is calling me, I'll see you later," Enar walked off to the elderly man the king was talking to, telling Harrian that he was the head priest, but unfortunately, with Enar gone, girls began to crowd around.
Most of them were flirting or asking them for instructions, but Harrian barely recognized it. He saw Tifian leaving through a doorway to a balcony, closing the curtains on the way. Harrian saw this and excused himself from the group, quickly putting down his glass and making his way towards the door.
A guard stopped him at the door and looked him dead in the eyes. Harrian used some [Illusion Magic] to get past the guards and onto the balcony. He closed the door quietly and made his illusion disappear, he then sealed the door by heating it shut by the lock. He looked at Tifian, who was just admiring the silent night.
"Pretty big day?" Harrian asked, walking towards her "I mean, Atogin using [Ancient Magic] twice, how great is that! He was able to use it within six weeks, and twice, how did he do that."
Harrian put his hands on the rail next to Tifians and looked up to the moon, the moon was dark, no light emitting from it at all. He looked at the houses which were below him, and saw some light from narrow windows, he looked at Tifian, veils still covering her face.
Harrian looked at Tifian, she hadn't moved, or even looked at him. She sighed and looked at Harrian, with a blue light shimmering from her left side, where her [Reincarnation eye] was.
"You almost died," She whimpered.
"So?"
"You are unique, and I want you, but… But I'm afraid, and you will never get to see all my face,"
"But there is something I can do."
Harrian lifted off the veil, revealing Tifians face, the mask on her left side, tears welling down her cheeks. Harrian grabbed her chin and pulled it toward him, sealing it with a peck on the lips. He gently pushed Tifian away and looked at her face, and saw it.
[Chaos Row] fell off her face, landing on the floor, making a clang, and her face was finally revealed. It was almost symmetrical, except for her eye, which looked like Harrians right, but instead of a crimson, it had a light blue.
Tifian then also noticed her mask was no more, and she touched her face. She knelt and began to shake uncontrollably, before picking up [Chaos Row] and looked at it. With a look of anger on her face, she got up and tried to throw the mask into the veranda.
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Harrian grasped her arm and looked at her with strict eyes. Tifian stopped struggling and slammed the mask on the floor before stomping on it continuously.
"For years this has caused me pain, hiding behind drapes for almost all my life, no one could see me, not even my father, 'the Creator' tried to help me, but instead he was helping you! WHY did you have to come!" Harrian turned Tifian away and looked at her before hugging her.
"I know you have been through a lot, and I have been through much less, but that doesn't change what it is right now, you're now free and…" Harrian picked up the mask and put it in Tifians hands and covered them with his own "Something that has hurt you, can now protect you." Harrian took off his hands and Tifian was surprised.
Instead of a mask which she dreaded, a hooked dagger, its pallet black and white with a sheath was in her hands. She looked up at Harrian, tears beginning to stain her face and he was looking up himself.
"I know it's not much but [Celestial Magic: Illusion Magic: Shooting Stars]." Harrians veins began to glow blue and like dust, it was gone in the wind. He looked back at Tiffian and she was watching in amazement.
Harrian looked at her whilst she looked up seeing what he did. A shooting star appeared in the sky and it was gone in a matter of moments. Soon after, another shooting star appeared, then another, then another, it didn't stop until there were as many shooting stars as there were real ones in the sky.
Tiffian looked back at Harrian and he smiled.
"Only us two can see this, and I think, that this is how many wishes you wanted in this world," Harrian opened his right hand to her "May I take this dance?"
"You idiot, all I wanted, was… was… to have one with you,"
Tiffian grabbed Harrians hand and pulled him to her, Tiffian then kissed Harrian on the lips and put her arms around his neck. Harrian saw what she wanted and decided to put his hands on her waist.
No one, not a single soul, there was nothing that would have ruined that moment. Tifians wish coming true with Harrian, under a sky which was brightened by shooting stars. Harrian pushed Tiffian away before grabbing her waist again, pulling her close. Harrian then used [Swap] and like that, they were gone from the balcony, and to a place which was, silent.
Far away though, in a nearby mountain range, something was happening. Rosetta was chained up and awake, screaming in pain. Danta, who was a hunched old man with a young boy's head was using pliers to remove her nails.
Inside that room, it was full of blood, and the disembodied corpse of Titos the [Dark Giant] was there. Every time Danta removed all of Rosetta's nails, he healed them, making them regenerate and tearing them off again.
This happened a couple of hundred times before Rosetta had the guts to open her mouth.
"*Pant* Why? *Pant* are *Pant* you *Pant* doing *Pant* this?" She asked slowly, hearing the weakness in her breath.
"I'm afraid, it's as my lord wants it," Danta's pliers then turned into a spear, which he impaled Rosetta with. The final face of a woman who wanted to start a new life had ended, Danta unchained her and put her corpse with Tito's and the head and legs of Aelor, he began to chant some unknown language, and then, their bodies turned into purple flames and then to ash.
Andromane came into the room with Ligo behind her. As soon as she entered, the ash of the three seeped into her armour. After a while, the spaces in her armour began to glow a bright red, even Ligo began to stand back due to the brightness. Soon afterwards, Ligo began to talk.
"Man, that was close, I mean, I saw Nicko looking trying to kick my ass, seriously, I caused some damage to the [Hero's Party]," Ligo began to scratch the back of his neck with his left hand.
"Don't get cocky Ligo, you still have to do more for us, otherwise my lord will have to send number seventy, your father hated him Andromane," Danta turned into a man and pointed to the suit of armour.
"I know, by what he said to me twice, number seventy bites off more than he can chew, anyway, how is the other experiment going?"
"Marvelous, we've already awakened one of them, a minor one, but one nonetheless,"
"Where is it?"
"Unfortunately, 'it' escaped and is now doing something for us, which I do hope it is,"
"I'm talking about Ligo as well, how is it going?"
"Oh of course," Danta reached into his cloak and pulled out a small black necklace "It's right here,"
Ligo walked up to Danta and swiped the necklace out of his hands and examined it. Instead of a jewel or a stone, it was a black flower. Its petals were close together and were also outlined with red thorns. Ligo looked back up at Danta and asked him a question.
"So I just drop this in?" Ligo asked.
Danta simply nodded and left the room, Ligo looked at Andromane and asked her a question.
"Can you use that [Ashen] ability again? There is no way I'm walking for three weeks,"
"My lord allows it so yes, you may become one with the wind."
Andromane touched Ligo and he turned to ash, again being sucked up by her suit of armour. She went outside and put out her right hand, which then began to leak ash. Soon after some ash began to float to the west, she saw that Danta was behind her.
Their lord's plan had worked, and as though they could see the shooting stars for themselves, they looked into the moonless sky and disappeared into the night.
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