Randidly swayed dizzily He had enough vision to observe that familiar clumsy attack swinging forward and then the spearuserÆs eyes widened in realization The young guard even had time to open his mouth and scream before the radiated half formed truths shredded his existence and left a blood mist in its wake
A walking Calamity The bleak thought whispered to Randidly The doom of the Nexus Your inevitable Ghasthund You always speak of creating something new will skimming over the reality of what genesis requires
Fuck Randidly whispered the word barely able to stay upright He reflexively absorbed the Nether released as the Samsara reset the memory However even that felt sloppy He struck out wildly with his Grand Fate but his temporal senses had lost their acuity Everything vibrated at the edges The static y quality numbed him
The Alchemist clicked his tongue in distaste and produced some of the valuable thread that Randidly had extracted from his arm He wove a basic rope and used it to bind the shards in place The fit was extremely messy so Randidly grunted and squeezed his shabby Nether accumulations He gestured and significance flowed out almost randomly
His eyes narrowed to slits He didnÆt stop pouring everything he had into the attack despite his instincts warning that he wouldnÆt succeed He spoke with exasperation and self mockery referring to himself in the third person Randidly Ghosthound doesnÆt need to put up with this fucking shit
And to his surprise that phrase triggered a reinforcing ripple from his distant Nether Core Instantly the Nether sparkled and turned translucent The Samsara screamed in rejection as some of his power flowed through to him yet it couldnÆt prevent it from happening
My core is reacting Another clue to my Penance But what the hell is this Randidly flushed with confusion but mostly focused on following through with the attack He only had one more nagging thought I just hope my Penance isnÆt like my Class including my own name
IÆm tired of all these narcissistic developments in my life
The conjured spear stabbed between the shifting waves of the Samsara Randidly adjusted his mental grip and grinned He heaved on the shaft of the weapon twisting the spear sideways With a groan the Samsara popped open
Randidly shot past the charred corpse of the guard in the memory flesh scoured from his top half so a skeleton watched him pass with sightless eyes Randidly acknowledged a debt there IÆll come back and figure a way out of this Truth And not just for your sake But for my own
So I can live with what IÆm becoming
Congratulations Your Grand Fate Temporal Thaumaturgy Mends Eternity has grown to Level 795
As he squeezed through the opening into the broad realm of shifting patterns Randidly took the opportunity to cleanse all the Samsara connections He felt a great deal of dread as he he cut them and reestablished his connection to his own time His mind remained overworked and drained Escaping from that little memory pocket had cost him all of his accumulated Nether He might have a few clues how to transform Nether he could gather into his actual Nether but he would need some refined Nether to even attempt the process
He paused and spun around sensing the approach of the Samsara again With his Nether spent and his Soulspace beginning to tremble once more he could only watch with gritted teeth as he was shrouded in a memory
Randidly Ghosthound ended up on his back staring into darkness A little physical strain confirmed it was one of his original three memories of the Samsara when Yystrix forced Randidly to condense his first Class
Another reaction from the Nether Core I must be on the right track for the Penance But what the hell is a Penance anyway Randidly muttered as he tried to find the commonality between the times his Nether reacted
Randidly Ghosthound Yystrix said in a low drawl Randidly flushed he honestly forgot she would be listening But as she continued to speak his expression became strange You have no business considering the mysteries of Nether Cores at least not yet
He decided to take a gamble When he didnÆt see a way forward he could only lash out wildly and hope for the best What if I told you IÆm from the future
I would say you certainly have an active imagination Yystrix chuckled Yet the pressure against him changed But there is no harm in enunciating the details A Nether Penance the old Nether Penances were always about connection Connection to the broader universe The way you have lived what is the connection that youÆve formed with the rest of existence What is the priceÆ of your lifestyle you would never have chosen but yet now You stare the costs in the teeth and you do not flinch You would gladly suffer them
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Randidly lay on the ground and stared up into darkness He didnÆt see an answer from YystrixÆs casual answer but his mind began to stir
Consequences I would never have chosen but now I would gladly suffer His thoughts quickly derailed into self deprecation as he considered his inner situation The bandaging of his Soulspace had begun to tremble as pressure built Heh there is so so much of the current shitstorm I would never have chosen why were Eternities waiting beyond Elhume when I had struggled for so long just to surpass him But also IÆm not willing to just lie back and accept their meddling in the Nexus
He flexed the muscles of his upper body Even contemplation here isnÆt without costs setting aside those tendrils from the Samsara the more I wait here the more dangerous the situation for the Nexus becomes
If you need help Yystrix continued Her voice deepened losing the rather lecturing quality and settling into her more sinister whisper I will gladly lay out your whole Path Randidly Ghosthound You are mine and will always be mine
You have died Yystrix But thank you for all youÆve given me however selfish your intentions He shook his head and ignored her and the palpitations from the Samsara around her He thought about his original plan for overcoming an Eternity creating a miracle vaguely in the shape of a Shallah by mixing a Grand Fate and a Penance into a revelatory whole And now he understood the trick of mixing energies and expected that the other aspect of his plan coinciding his Grand Fate and Penance with reaching the Pinnacle and achieving Eternity would give him the means to create untainted versions of the energy
Randidly hadnÆt even considered the choices posed to him at the Pinnacle and Eternity respectively He could still see NyxÆs serious and infinite eyes pinpricked with stars as she regarded him He now held her Truth bouncing around his weakened Soulspace nudging him towards another painful destabilization
You canÆt have it both ways
RandidlyÆs eyes flickered If IÆm being honest all I really want is to prove IÆm not like Elhume Or Laplace and Pangu more powerful entities like them that will use any means necessary to grow Those who only look at results at power That my Path is better than the narrow Path worshiped by depraved individuals like Fatia Cerulean
He looked at his broken Soulspace and his unraveling Nether He observed the half Truths mixing and mutating with each other He saw the flat back of PanguÆs Aspect with the careful observation patterns aimed at stealing whatever Truths he used to reach the Pinnacle He felt his Grand Fate the role he had chosen He felt the threadbare fabric of time around him ground down by the constant churning from LaplaceÆs Samsara
Randidly felt his sluggish emotions drained almost entirely He felt his Class humming with all the concentrated potential of his existence He felt the Alpha Cosmos connected to him and shuddering with the strain of the current situation He felt the three Moiraes he had created on his own observing his actions closely The Dove Moirae smiled The Apostate Moirae leaned forward The Moirae of Minute Repercussions observed the ripples in space Behind them stood a shadowy figure that weighed and calculated every detail His eyes scanned the ingredients to find a way to break free from the methodology of monsters
He felt his own frustrating ignorance at the broader state of affairs outside the Nexus Without a measuring stick he was entirely lost