Seeing him remain silent while smiling wildly, Alvine scrapes his throat and continues. "Finally, let's go back to the facts." He then puts his index and middle finger on his forehead while closing his eyes.
Slowly but gradually, a small colorless rope cos out of his forehead and wraps around his two fingers.
From the external appearance, the thread looked like a small tuft of bristles in his palm, but both knew what it was.
"I would like you to see for yourself my choices and decisions until that mont; about your decision, I would be able to make the choice." He said while handing the tuft of silks to the shadows.
The latter did not accept Alvine's request in the first place; not to ntion taking it, he did not even take a look at it.
[I am you, and you know it more than anyone else; how will my decision be useful to you? It's a waste of ti.]
"I know, and I sincerely hope that you can tell the sa thing after visualizing this new life that I had thanks to you," Alvine answered back calmly without losing his cold blood.
"You are , but not the current self; it's the difference between you and . Thanks to my new powers, I can exterminate you, but you who wanted to get everything I currently have, except two or three things I have not yet had, you deserve to share this mont with ." He persists in hoping to get what he wants from his shadow.
[...Very well, in this case, I have nothing to refuse from myself; even if it is only an unnecessary whim.]
Finally, he accepts Alvine's gift and swallows it suddenly without finesse.
Seeing this, Alvine closes his eyes and ditates while waiting for his alter-ego to finish the process of assimilating his mories.
'By thinking about everything that has just been said in recent hours, I can confirm so of my theories. Starting with the existence of another universe independent of ours.
Independent universes are different from parallel worlds or copies; if I am not mistaken, they must obey different rules from this one. The form of energy, the stage of cultivation, and the beings who live there must have nothing to do with us.
But if it is a universe created by the sa entity, i.e. our creator, it must therefore have similarities with the world I know.
But this theory is based solely on the fact that there is a barrier between us and this universe. And who says a barrier, says an end; thus, the universe will not be infinite. All this is of particular interest.
I would like to visit the place and get an idea of what awaits on the other side, but I don't have this luxury. So let's forget this plan.
-The best thing is to know the laws of this other universe before anything else. It's even more important, did this bastard say true when he announced that COD was also there? Even if he did not say that directly, he claid to be the gorilla of this prison; and who says watchdog, says a master.
And that's not all, he also said that he would be in second place to enjoy the show. These two details lead to believe that he is not the master of the place.
But since he refused to provide with relevant information on the subject, I can only forget any idea of verification; again and again, this plan is shitty.
Moreover, there is one point that puzzled at the beginning; it concerns this war. I know well, and from the beginning, that His plan was not really to be the diator of this war, but to take advantage of the tension to trap us.
Having no other choice, I created a hostility between and Isolet to push him (the diator) to show his true intentions. But now that it's done, I'm even more lost.
If one of us withdraws into this dinsion, then there will be no more war, since the balance will be restored. But it's only an illusion, there is necessarily an eel under the rock.
Even assuming that I withdraw, there is no guarantee that Isolet will stay here, she is like ; determined to et this famous COD by all ans. So it's a honey trap; even if we know it's a trap, we can't resist it. We are currently like two bears who want to steal honey in a swarm of bees in the cave of a dragon. Bruuh too scary.
Anyway, I don't intend to stay here and settle for my ignorance.
In this case...
He imdiately created a mirror in front of him and stood in front of him.
"In this case, Alvine; let's talk about serious things; naly, the questions." He said while looking at himself in the mirror.
"Are you ready to go to the end of your decision? - Yes!"
"Second question: Are you ready to risk your life for this? -...KHEheh, the question doesn't even arise."
"Last question, buddy: are you ready to go to the end even knowing that you risk losing everything you created? -... Sigh, is it different from the last question...-
He suddenly stops while frowning at himself.
"Consider this question seriously: abandoning my empire does not frighten ; but to know what would happen in my absence, yes."
After this answer is given to himself, he remains silent for a long ti in front of the mirror. And knowing that he was going to face an obstacle, he created a chair thanks to his powers of materialization and sits on it; always in front of the mirror, like a madman.
"How will I solve this problem? There is also another factor to take into account, Askald and the others will surely not want to stay here and wait for wisely, it's even the worst thing to do. There is a good chance that they will be attacked in my absence. I'm not saying they're weak, but against this Lucia, I doubt they'll have a one-in-ten chance of winning.
But what to do with my subjects who will remain wisely behind ? The three kings of the three respective kingdoms (red dragons, ice elves, and rmaids) will be able to watch over them, but they are not powerful enough.
What if I left a clone instead? Ah, but a clone is barely powerful enough my generals together. And even if I let Fy's clones co in other dinsions, there is a good chance that they will beco uncontrollable during my absence and change camps under the influence of Isolat's powers.
What to do? I need a substitute with a similar power to mine while having my absolute confidence.
Where the hell will I find such a person?
At the sa ti, his eyes focused on the shadow behind him through the mirror, which had just finished assimilating his mories.
'Is that a good idea? Obviously not; it's the worst idea I can have. It's as if I entrusted my family to a Grimm Reaper.' He seems to scold himself for having such a disturbing idea when he crosses the dark eyes of his alter-ego.
'But do I really have a choice? Before reaching this point, there is a more important; how can I convince this demon devoid of any empathy to stay behind as a substitute and more importantly, protect my family?'
As if the shadow behind him could guess his thoughts, the asphyxiating pressure emanating from him beca even heavier to bear for Alvine who wanted to express himself.
"Ahem, then, what do you think of the situation?"
[...]
"Huh?" Alvine frowns with a bad feeling when he sees his alter-ego silent. This silence was followed by a sneaky smile, yes, he knew him more than anyone; since he was one with this guy in the past.
'Don't tell he's going...-
Before he finishes his speculation, the shadow in front of him replies...
[I would go in your place.]
-!!
Fortunately for him, he was sitting on the chair; otherwise his destination would be on the ground.
"No! You're not going anywhere! You will stay here and serve as a substitute." He retorts instantly.
Hearing this bullshit coming from the most unexpected, the shadow instantly turns into a demonic and intimidating silhouette about 328,084 feet.
He then looks at Alvine under him like an insect that he could crush with a simple pinching.
[You are very bold to dare to make such a proposal.] He roars as if he were the elent of thunder.
But Alvine was not intimidated by his titanic size.
Suddenly, his black coat tore on his body following the appearance of his scales and draconian wings on his back.
He also turned into a demon no less intimidating than his alter-ego.
The two did not have to worry about being cramped since they were in their rooms; in other words, all that was most abnormal.
[Do you want to settle this in a duel?] This ti, Alvine also expresses himself in the ancestral language, that is, the language spoken before the era of the gods.
[KHEH... KHEHEHEHE! Are you sure you're fighting ? You have beco too harmless to face soone like .]
[...Who are you to decide that?]
[I am the person who has never conceded a single defeat in his assets, unlike you.]
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Outside, even the two imposing titans who were in front of Alvine's door and who could intimidate anyone by simple visual contact, had chills when they felt the pressure of Alvine and his alter-ego.
In addition, Askald who was constantly busy with paperwork instead of Alvine, and Fy who trained like crazy in Fortress's new training room; going to Azalea who quietly ditated in her apartnts, all without exception had the sa reaction as the two titans in front of Alvine's doors.
Unable to let this mystery continue, they all oozed toward Alvine's room.
But with the instructions that Alvine had given to the two giants, not sure that they could cross the thresholds of the door to have the privilege of eting their two masters.
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