《Quick Transmigration : System Let's Take Revenge》ARC 3.4
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A lot of memories were suddenly released in Rebel's mind at once making her dizzy.
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In a large lab like room there are many large glass cylinders filled with a blue liquid and human bodies. Every cylinder has the same beautiful lady. Their glass cylinders each are connected with a monitor above them with a steady green line going up and down as if representing their heart beat.
A bunch of people in white lab coats are taking notes in front of them. All the sleeping beautiful ladies looking exactly the same from face to body as if someone is trying to create a bunch of clones of someone. The scene looks hella creepy.
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n the same lab room this time a person in a red fancy outfit is leading a bunch of those white coat people. They were talking among themselves regarding the clones when suddenly a loud alarm started ringing and all the green heart beating pulse of the supposed clones went to a straight lineand turned red. The leading red suit man was furious and started shouting whereas the others were running here and there trying to figure out what went wrong.
All the floating human bodies fell on the ground of the glass cylinders except one. Only her monitor still has a green heart beat tho it's beating way fast. Everyone gathered in front of that clone when out of nowhere cracks started appearing on her glass and the ground started shaking as if experiencing an earthquake. The glass broke completely and the girl opened her seductive purple eyes. Those eyes are innocent and confused as any new born baby. And with her shining white hair she looks just stunning. That red suit man came forward and walked close towards her. The others congratulate themselves on their success. That man stood in front of her and said with a sickly grin on his face.
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A young Ari smashed all the things he could find near him. Iva went over to hug him but he roughly pushed her causing her to fall on those broked pieces on the floor. Iva is hurt and started bleeding but she doesn't care at all. This pain is nothing compare to the punishments of that bastard that she suffered. She only wants to stop Ari from shouting or he will also...
Ari felt remorse for a moment but it was quickly engulf by anger. He shouted.
" 𝓦𝓱𝔂 ? 𝓦𝓱𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓘 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 ? 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓾𝓹..... 𝓱𝓸𝔀 ? 𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓘 ? 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝔀𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓮 𝓾𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓲𝓶 ! "
" 𝘈𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘳... "
Ira desperately requested. She doesn't want him to end up like them. Ari looked at her and then broke down crying.
" 𝓦𝓱𝔂 ? 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓾𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓼. 𝓘𝓻𝓪 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓸𝓶. 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. 𝓘 — "
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Blood sputtered as Ari's head roll down on the ground seperated from his body.
" 𝙐𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙣𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 ? 𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 !? 𝙏𝙨𝙠..."
" 𝙊𝙝 𝙄𝙧𝙖 ! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 ? 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙. 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 *𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝* 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩... "
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" 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙄𝙧𝙖 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘼𝙧𝙞 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙧𝙞. "
Ira didn't say anything just stared blankly at Ari's cut off head. His once lively eyes full of vitality are now dull and lifeless as he stared at her right into her eyes.
' 𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮... 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯... 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 '
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" 𝘼𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙧𝙖 ? "
" 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 ? 𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝓭𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻. " "
" 𝙉𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. "
𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ?"
" 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙧𝙖. 𝙊𝙠𝙖𝙮 ?"
" 𝓞𝓴𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓘𝓻𝓪. "
Ira could only watch helplessly as Ari was brainwashed by that bastard just like before and she couldn't do anything at all. She hates this bastard with all her passion. He loves someone yet doesn't has the guts to express it. And could only makes clones like her and Ari and keep torturing them.
Ari... although she doesn't hate him but this one is too much like that bastard that sometimes she can't help but blame him. Although she prefers the previous Aris but she can't just watch this one die..... Not again. Not to mention that bastard must have noticed something otherwise her punishment won't worsen like this days. If this goes on then it just a matter of time before she go berserk. Thanks heavens she finally found a way to free themselves from this lunatic. But for that she has to wait patiently.
She was brought back from her thinking when Ari called her.
" 𝓘𝓻𝓪 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 ? "
Feeling that bastard's stares on her Ira is both afraid and disgusted. She put on her regular fake smile and reluctantly said with fake love in her voice.
" 𝘠𝘶𝘱. 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘪. "
In her mind she apologized to Ari for lying. Although it was this bastard who is brainwashing him her lying also played a part on it. It's fine she will help Ari recover in future but till then...
'𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘈𝘳𝘪... 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯... 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦...... '
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" 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤 ! 𝐓𝐬𝐤... 𝐭𝐬𝐤... 𝐭𝐬𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐡 !? "
A handsome blonde man said while choking the neck of a person wearing a white robe with a hoodie which covered the whole body making it difficult to see whether it is a male or female. That handsome blonde looking at the person choking in front of him with his cold and ruthless green eyes as if looking at a dead body. He has green phoenix eyes, sharp nose and thin lips looking like a greek god.
[ A/N : I will put a picture of our real ML as I am really bad in describing. 😅]
He is slowly tightening his hold on the neck of that person as if he is a hunter who is enjoying the slow process of death , the pain and struggle of his prey. Once he is satisfied he kill in a blink of an eye. He enjoys the thrill when his prey thinks they get a false glimpse of hope that they can make it out alive from his hands but until they realize that all those are false given by this devil only to entertain him. The less you entertain him the more brutal and painful your death will be.
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The person he is choking started struggling which makes it difficult for him to hold. Although there is no change in his smiling expression his eyes are filled with a little surprised and amusement.
" 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞."
He used more power to hold this person and moved one of his hand to pull off the hood to see that person's face. Just when he touched the hood countless chains appeared out of nowhere. Taking advantage of his gaffe that person kicked him and casted a magic circle around him as those chains bind him in a place. He tried to use his powers but its useless. All his amusement now vanished and only coldness and seriousness flashed through his eyes but still no panic.
He heard a female voice.
" 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘖𝘯𝘺𝘹 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤. "
Prince Onyx didn't say anything and only looked at her coldly.
" 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺... 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. "
" ** 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ? 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥. "
" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦. "
" 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 ... 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. "
" 𝐘𝐨𝐮... 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 !? "
" 𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 *chuckles* "
" 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬... 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. "
Saying this she removed her hood and her beautiful enchanting face appeared in front of him. Seeing the familiar face in front of him he was shocked.
" 𝐈𝐯𝐚 !? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 ? "
She merely chuckled and said.
" 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘐𝘷𝘢...... 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳... 𝘮𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳. "
" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧— "
" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦... "
" 𝘔𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ** 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦... 𝘐𝘳𝘢. "
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" 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡?"
" ** 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳?"
" 𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬... 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈𝐫𝐚. "
" 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬'𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 ? "
" 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐫𝐚... 𝐲𝐞𝐭. "
" 𝘠𝘰𝘶—"
" ! "
A loud shout stopped Ira and prince Onyx from fighting on spot again. Ira only gave him a glare and then looked at the Lord Goddess in front of her. She is the most beautiful female she ever saw with her long golden hair and emerald gems like eyes. Ira is here to discuss buisness with them again but even after so many times they never failed to amazed her by both of their beauty and aura. Ira us ready for her freedom as all the preparations are done now only their help is needed. She asked.
" 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘖𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦. "
" Hmm I will but in exchange you and the other one have to sign the oath – the most powerful and deadly one. I hope you understand as I can't let the past repeat itself. "
Hearing what said Ira hesitated for a moment afterall the oath is not something to trifle with but she also can't blame her. Millions of years ago during the war against clones it resulted in heavy disasters tho they finally defeated the clones..... and to be honest this time it looks like Ophelia will agree to help her gain her freedom so probably it won't be a problem.... Whatever let's gamble.
As long as she can get her freedom nothing else matter. Not to mention Ophelia shouldn't calculate her as she is the Lord Goddess ruling the whole world with numerous planes and worlds with the help of A.I systems and their chosen hosts. She is not like that bastard. Both she and Ari will be happy.
" 𝐇𝐦𝐩𝐡 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "
Well looks like this world has gifted her a certain bastard who is always there to ruin her happy moments besides her shitty life as a clone under another motherfucker. Good thing she knows how to deat with this bastard Onyx. Ira replied with a smirk.
" 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘖𝘯𝘺𝘹 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 *innocent.jpg * 𝘉𝘳𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺. "
Ophelia looks already done with their daily bickerings and tantrums. She spoke to get her work as for what will happen after that well as long as they don't destroy another building or garden of hers not her problem.
" 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵.... 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. "
Onyx was going to say something sarcastic again when one glare from his sister the Lord Goddess Ophelia stopped him. Under no condition he wants to get on his sister bad side. He hasn't enjoy his life enough to face Ophelia's demonic side. Just thinking about it is enough to give him chills.
Ophelia looked at Ira and said.
Ira took a deep breath and said.
" 𝘙𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭....... 𝘔𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺....... 𝘙𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭. "
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" Congratulations Rebel as always you kept your 1st position. I am proud. "
Ophelia looks slight mature than before when they first met. MC also changed a lot by changing both her name and looks. She now goes by the name Rebel. She looks absolutely gorgeous with her jet black short hair and sapphire blue eyes. Rebel is now more confident than the past and charming with her powerful aura. She smiled lightly hearing Ophelia's praise.
Its been years she got her freedom and that bastard is locked up in hell prison for eternity. In this years Ophelia became an elder sister figure to her and Ari. Rebel is glad that she won the gamble she did back then. She now works as an independent host doing missions in various worlds and planes. Although there are still rules for her to follow she doesn't mind afterall who doesn't have rules and responsibility on them.
Onyx is also looking more handsome, with his broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, strong thighs and with that mature aura around him... a perfect daddy material. He is leaning on the wall behind Ophelia looking at Rebel with proud eyes. There are something else in his eyes besides pride something more complicated.
Rebel bowed to them as a greeting which kind of shocked Onyx and Ophelia as when there friendship became strong Rebel always greets them with a hi or smile it gas been quite a long time since they saw her bowing to them. They looked at each other and can see the confusion in each other's eyes. This pair of sibling decided to wait for Rebel to speak. Rebel looks at them and after some hesitation she said her request.
" 𝘖𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢... 𝘖𝘯𝘺𝘹..... 𝘶𝘮... 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵. "
Ophelia and Onyx were surprised. You might not know but after their bonding became stronger if Rebel ever needed something then she will frankly ask them. The only thing she ever requested was their help against that bastard. Is it possible that she faced a serious problem. Onyx and Ophelia didn't say anything but their face became serious. They motioned her to continue.
" 𝘜𝘮 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴....... 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴... 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ....... 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘱— "
" 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 !? "
Onyx cut her off. His eyes looked at her with complicated emotions, his jaw clenched with both his hands in a fist. It looks like any wrong word can cause him to explode. Rebel felt weird as she never saw Onyx like this but before she can say anything Ophelia said to her.
" 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ! "
Rebel felt quite for a while before saying.
" 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭... 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴..... 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳. "
Ophelia smiled and allowed her to be born and reincarnate in seven world with both her memories and power sealed. They won't be unlocked till she faced a life-death situation which may badly affect her soul.
Rebel thanked her and went out. She can feel Onyx's hot eyes on her as if almost digging a hole on her soul. She didn't pay much attention to it in her excitement of finally having her own personality without being influence by Her.
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