《Spores Controller》Chapter 32: Legend(End)
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With the killing of Camazotz as a start, Jess Arlie, who was better known as the World Changer, went on to accomplish feats that were unheard of. With the usage of spores as the core of his power, he did many unimaginable things with it. The most famous and dangerous one being the [Spores Controller]. The final skill of the skill tree of the same name, it enables the user to gain full control of infected target as long as they were unable to resist his power.
Making full use of his power, Jess Arlie rise up to the top and gathered armies, both by awe and respect for his character and ideal and also the using of [Spores Controller] to convert the unwilling. Though many people believed that making use of his skills to control others were the acts of a tyrant, they believed that it was a necessary evil. At the heart of this ideal was Gracie the Valkyrie whom many looked up to as a goddess of war.
Gracie lead many armies into battle at the front line while Jess commanded them at the back, coming up with many strategies that turned their opponent’s advantages into their own. Jess supported the field with illusions that were more real than reality while Gracie stormed through the enemies, leaving none strong enough to stand on their own feet.
Of course, the generals that were under Jess wasn’t just Gracie. Chris had became a swordsman that was the dream of many young boys as he was able to fight off many opponents while still displaying the gracefulness like that of a dance. He was also able to command and lead the knights that displayed their loyalty to himself and obtained perfect records of no casualty whenever his knights went on to the battlefield. This applied for both themselves and their enemies; They were all rendered harmless without being able to hurt the knights or themselves. This caused others to admired them as strong yet gentle.
On the other hand, Aston loves to go in by himself. He didn’t get the admiration of others in the same way as Chris. In fact, what he had gotten was more like notoriety - Death lies whenever he enters a fight. Unlike Chris who was seen as strong yet gentle, Aston was just seen as a monster that was too strong to fight. He left no mercy to whoever that crossed his path. It’s a wonder that Chris and Aston could be seen going around as the best of friends.
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Next were the Rivera siblings. Raoul had became the master of arms or lack of. He had became so well versed in both using weapons and his own fist that with or without anything in his arms, he could defeat his opponents. In order to further train himself, he often left by himself to train in seclusion. Of course, he never got rid of his sister complex and would cry tears of sorrow whenever he had to leave his sister, Slyvie.
He would always appear whenever anything were to happen to his sister, making it such that his sister often became bait to lure him out. That happens when there were challengers looking to pick a fight with him or when Jess decided that they needed Raoul’s help in the upcoming battle. In battle, he would be something like the middle ground of Chris and Aston. There was mercy in him, enough to not kill his opponent, but enough strong to make sure that his opponent would not be able to stand up and harm his sister ever again.
There were exceptions to the last line though. Slyvie, who many sees as the goddess of mercy, would make it such that the opponents of Raoul would still be able to live life normally after the beating by his brother. As normal as running away from Raoul in fear whenever they sense him though. With Slyvie’s heal, the mortality rate within the battlefield often drops to as near zero as possible. She heals friends and enemies alike, so much that her fame spread to every corners of the world. Anyone who knows of her will never lay a hand on her as that was just asking for the wrath of every other living being.
With the help of his generals, people who believed his ideal, and also his controlled unwilling helpers, Jess took over cities as he and his army swept across the kingdom. Cities fell into his control, and soon it was kingdoms, the continent, and eventually the whole world.
Of course, not every one of these battles were fought without bloodshed or were won without much resistance. One of these battles were that of the capital of the Bauenza empire. At the city, the king and many other nobles hid within the wall as they escaped from the battles across the kingdom that Jess had caused. Although the king could understand the ideal that Jess carried, he was unable to just put down everything and surrender them to him. And that was what lead to the situation, armies sat on top of the walls of the capital city, refusing to surrender to the army that was besieging the city.
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Jess didn’t want to harm the people if possible; They were innocent. He wanted to accomplish his ideal as soon as possible and the besiege was taking too much time. They would also have little chance of winning if they were to brute force their way through. Even with Slyvie with him there to heal the wound, the causality would be too high for Slyvie to cope along even with the other healers that they had in hand.
Leaving him with no choice, Jess had to find an alternative to making them surrender. Swarming sporelings just out of range of the siege machines that the city could use, Jess walked the perimeter of the range. It took him three days and two night of constant creation in order to spawn a field of sporelings that surrounded the city. Both side watched in wonder as to what he was trying to achieve. They had already knew of what he was capable of with his spores, but they also knew that the range of his power couldn’t reach even the walls of the city.
What they hadn’t expected was that he commanded the magicians under him to stand behind each of his sporelings while facing the city. They were then told to cast the gust spell, a basic wind magic that did as it’s name implied. The wind caused by magician caused the spores created by the sporelings to be carried along with the wind, into the city.
With the amount of spores that were carried into the city by the wind, it was easy to cause terror that no one could have imagined, but what Jess did was totally different. He just made the soldiers laid down their arms and opened the city gate, walking into the city himself. Some may think that he was crazy as he waltz into the enemy city by himself, but people who knew of his power knew that he had as good as won. Everyone in the city was at his mercy. Although it was true that there were some that were able to resist the effects of his [Spores Controller] due to their high intelligence, he could pretty much control every other person to do as his wish, capturing those that he failed to with his powers.
With no other cards to play, the king could only surrender everything to Jess as he walked into the palace, none of the royal knights being able to stop him.
With the whole world under him already, one would wonder if his ideal had been achieved. It would be hard to say. Certainly, it would be true that no war had been started since the war he created to conquer the world, but the world was still no perfect place. People still die daily due to various reasons; Illness, monsters attack, bandits, starvation, and plenty of others.
Jess’s ideal would be to create a world where people don’t have to suffer, but in the process of doing so, he had to gave up on the small things. The amount of information that he had to process was just too taxing when he pretty much infected every single creature in the world with all the spores within the air. He could only process the thoughts that he deemed more important, thus losing out on the small stuff. The ideal of a naive child. For the greater good, but is it really?
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Author’s Notes: To be perfectly honest, I had started this story without much thoughts. I only had a slight skeleton on how the story could have proceeded till around chapter 5. From then on, I had to make do with what my limited mind could think up of. Since then, it had been becoming harder and harder to continue writing the story. While I do hope that some of you enjoy the story and would like to see it continue, I don’t think that I would be able to live up to the expectations. Thus, I decided to end the story before it becomes that bad.
Thank you for following my story up until now. If I were to start another story some other time in the future, I would appreciate it if you could read it then. Thank you.
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