《Nefarious Affairs》11: Impossible Existence
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"BURST- 20% Self Detonation."
BOOOOOOM
With an ear-deafening sound, part of Boian's soul covered by Energy exploded out.
It was the most painful thing he experienced that day.
The stab with a pencil was like a poke to him, the multiple tears made by the vicious rose thorns were like scratches to him, but the self-detonation skill made him see hell AGAIN.
It was a last resort move that he had to pay huge costs to execute. It was a skill that ripped a part of his soul and exploded it out. His outer layer of soul burst out with his soul Energy covering them to intensify the devastating effect it had. He was only able to execute this technique due to his expert control over his soul and his years of experimentation with the BURST skill.
The purity of his soul raised the destructiveness of the Burst skill exponentially and made it possible to destroy anything within a certain area around him. Even with the excruciating pain, he managed to observe the result of the explosion. The roses and branches that were coming after him were blown to nothing.
Hymi's Will which was nearing him was also destroyed. She let out a painful shriek and her face had a tinge of emotions before disintegrating. Even if it was just a projection of her, destruction of such a beautiful specimen saddened Boian a little. A succubus' seductiveness could not be undermined.
The thick vines that covered his soul link and the wall which hid the exit took the full force of the explosion. It began to waver and eventually ruptured into pieces.
Now that there was nothing obstructing him, Boian did not waste any time and escaped outside while the entire Thorny Rose world started to disappear.
Destructing 20% of his soul like that barely managed to destroy the Thorny Rose world. This reaffirmed his assumption that two Lord level or higher beings spent a long time to make this spell. Hymi Rose came back to Nefarion as a Lord level very close to ascending to the next level. Other than her, the second one should be the Aunt Lisa mentioned by Viette. The thought of a Lord's upcoming rage did not let Boian enjoy the joy of escaping from this nearly impregnable trap.
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Without any delay, Boian got sucked back and he was about to gain control of his physical body. He felt dizzy and had to wait to for a moment to gain back his senses as the soul needed to merge with his body. When he regained his senses, overwhelming pain assaulted him. The destruction of 20% of his soul brought him unimaginable pain and weakness. Noone could ever pull off such a move other than Boian who had immense soul power due to his long life and had expert control over his soul and the Burst skill.
Due to his restricted upbringing, he could only learn this Burst skill which had no proper uses other than boosting his actions with explosive power at the cost of his body Energy. But through years of hard work and dedication, he gained fine control over his Energy and even his soul which enabled him to experiment with Burst skill and use it in various never known before ways. This self-detonating type move was one such way he developed using his experiments. Soul was an extremely complicated energy form that even the greatest and strongest of the beings could not gain proper control over much less attempt to self-destruct. Even Spiritual beings, an extremely rare beings known as 'Masters of the soul,' cannot control how much they could destruct like Boian. They could only commit suicide by self-detonating, not use it as a life-saving skill.
He knew his lack of power and uses these cleverly developed techniques to survive.
After enduring through the wave of dizzying pain, Boian took a look at himself and Viette. He was still in the same position as before trying to sink his fangs onto Viette's neck. But strangely it did not sink in too much as something in her skin protected her from his fangs. He could vaguely guess it was the spell of Thorny Rose that was applied to her skin which made him who attempted to tear her skin suck into the death trap.
The crying voice of Viette awakened him from his thoughts. Only then did he remember that he was gripping her too tightly. When his soul was separated from his body he willed his body to lock down Viette and prevent her from attacking his defenseless body out of cautiousness.
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He got up from her body and released her. Viette was unresponsive but the slight weeping voice made it clear she was awake. Boian slowly turned her over only to see a trembling Viette with a face full of tears and fear.
"Viette."
But she did not respond.
"Viette. Open your eyes." Boian said as he gently touched her face wiping away her tears.
She slowly opened her eyes, but as she wanted to say something hot blood spilled from her lips and fell to the white bed.
'She must have been hurt by his Burst attack.' Boian felt guilty. She warned him, yet he carried on and fell into the trap Hymi set up. He focused on her soul and saw it in great turmoil. His attack hurt Viette very badly. Destroying 'Thorny Rose' spell that was protecting her must have impacted her badly.
"I was worried. sob...sob..I was really worried that you would...you would.....like Uncle. I am glad. You are fine. Nothing happened to you."
Viette said in her feeble voice, Boian felt like a rock had smashed on top of him. He could not look at her at all. After a long time, he felt his emotions are in turmoil again. His eyes could not help moisten. 'Isn't it a good feeling knowing that there is someone who cares for you?'
"I am sorry."
"For what?"
"For causing trouble to you, Viette."
"No." Viette shook her head with difficulty. "You coming here was the best thing that happened to me." Her frowning expression lifted Boian's mood up.
After a close look now, Boian could see Hymi's features in Viette. He knew Viette must be Hymi Rose's daughter and guess on the reason for her hiding existence and why her so-called 'Aunt' was making her live in closed walls.
It's just...It's just that it was too unbelievable to be true. He was afraid to believe in that 'impossible possibility'.
Hymi Rose was a SUCCUBUS.
A demonic creature born to attract and feed on the sensual pleasures of others. A being born to seduce and feed on the soul of men it targeted. Especially her.
She was trained and sent to Earth for revenge.
An Evil being like her could only have children with another of her kind. But she was not sent to Earth to mate with another incubus. Even if she did, why did she have to hide it? Why did she have to hide Viette? Only if Viette is...
When she returned, she claimed her mission to be successful. The King of Nefarion, the Devil himself acknowledged her success and rewarded her with enormous power and status.
If the mission succeeded, then Viette could be the same as HER?
There were extremely rare cases in which Succubus would conceive a child from another species. Those children had the worst fate possible. Because all Evil beings will compete to hunt and kill that child. This kind of child would have a rare body constitution that could be considered as a universal tonic to others.
If such a child was in that much of a danger, Boian could not help shudder thinking about the effect Viette could have if she was the unimaginable existence he doubts she was.
"I was not careful. I made you suffer." Boian said while wiping the blood off her lips.
When his fingers touched her blood, he felt it. The burning pain that gave him the highest pleasure as well as the highest pain all of his life. The sensation that he was familiar for centuries. It had all.
The blood of a Holy Child. The blood of an Evil Child.
The power of a Holy being. The power of an Evil being.
A mixed existence.
An existence that was born from the union of an Evil being and a Holy being.
An existence that appeared only once before in the history of all three worlds.
An existence that changed the dynamic of power after birth.
An existence that could change the fate of all three worlds.
An existence that made the Earth the way it is now.
An existence that should not exist.
AN IMPOSSIBLE EXISTENCE.
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