《The eternal revenge of the outcast.》Chapter 4 - Forgiveness or revenge, this is the question.
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- I cursed them. They cannot use mana and they have forgotten the past. Now they beseech the remains of the old civilization like gods. Only humans from another world can hope to use mana -.
- This is the reason for your coming here. You are their champions or to be true, you are their instruments. It is dangerous to give such a power to outsiders, but I suspect they have some assurance -.
- What do you mean? –
- Do you remember your bangle? Now it has gone -.
- Does it was some kind of artifact? –
- Kind of. I think it was an instrument for slavery or something else -.
I was incensed because this revelation. – Do you mean I was as a puppet? Has been my mind manipulated? -.
- It is not so simple. It is an old artifact, and they do not know how using it very well. At most, they could use it to put something in your mind, like a suggestion. Nothing too strong, but sufficient to make you do their deeds -.
- Then Rose could have been … - For a moment my hope was rekindled.
- Do not delude yourself. As I said, it was a weak suggestion. Sufficient to stay safe in case of your rebellion, but useless after you had become so strong and adept at using mana -.
- No, your ex beloved one had left you for her choice. It was not the bangle -.
I said no more; my head was empty, but Darkness did not seem care about -.
After that, an orb of light appeared on the hand of darkness.
- This is what remains of my sister, her energy core. Ironically, the light sword cannot destroy its same power, but the rebound was too strong for her consciousness and was dissipated -.
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- Now, it is time for you to make your final choice and putting away your last uncertainties -.
- Do you mean … revenge? –
- I have been used so much from others that I know there is always a price -.
- Of course – nodded Darkness – but you chose the wrong word. It is not a price rather a desire -.
- My body was destroyed a long time ago. My wounds were too serious. Even you see me in this form; it is just a mental projection. Only my core and consciousness remain. At first, I was considering to take your body from you -.
- Sweet, and I was thinking that finally I found a real friend -.
- Ahahahah, no sorry for that. Well, if it can make you to feel better, after I saw your memories I sympathize for you -.
- What about Myrmidon. You did not tell me the story between the two of you -.
- Oh well, to make a long story short, he found my core and used some of my power to take power and dominate this world -.
- As the humans did -.
- Yes, maybe it could have been a beast men empire and the result would have been the same. Who knows it? -
- Hmm, now I understand why Myrmidon was so powerful -.
- Oh please, it was just 1% of my power, more or less -.
- What? Are you serious? –
- I am divinity, idiot. Although my power has weakened, do not underestimate it -.
- Then, why had not you take his body? –
- I was sleeping, I did this for centuries and Myrmidon knew that something was into the core -.
- Did not he knows about you? –
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- As I said, after the cataclysm all was forgotten -.
- He thought to have found same artifact. Well, at the end, he died and this is the end of his story -.
- Then what now? Will you take my body? –
- For what purpose? –
- To Love? I lost my sister. To hate? I killed my enemies. I do not have any interest in this world. I am no more its guardian -.
- OK – I smirked, as I understood something. – You too want I become the savior of this world. However, I am not different from you. I lost my love, I lost my enemy and I have not any interest in this alien world -.
- Oh, are you sure? Then why do I fell so much pain and hate in you? Obviously, if you had only these dark emotions, I would not have given you this choice. However, deep in you, there is still hope? –
- Do you mean to her? –
- I mean to you! –
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