"Data says, Variants don’t have souls, yet here we see one here, Data says, Variants have black eyes yet we see that subject having purple eyes."
"Why is there such a difference? Only similarity is the unique blood"
"Maybe ya got it all wrong, what if it’s sothing else entirely", Elder Mike said.
"Or MAYBE... one we have here is the original."
He was smiling, his eyes showed a glint of madness, he turned towards the whiteboard, walked towards the side of it
Towards that lever.
"Only one way to find out"
Saying that he suddenly turned out, his hand reaching the level, pulling it down
Alarms blared, lights turned red and a Glass wall rose, isolating the elders from the rest of the lab, the wall had runic patterns edged into it, faintly glowing.
A gust of wind flew past Elders, heading towards Elder Norman, it stopped ters away from Elder Norman kicking off dust.
Elder Norman Blinked. One mont he was isolating himself and the other from the subject, the next; a sword was poking his neck.
Cold sweat ford on his temples.
"What is the aning of this?"
Elder Rowan asked, standing before Elder Norman with a sword in his sword, pressing on Norman’s neck.
Elder Rowan who had been silent from the beginning alongside Elder Cecil, acted the mont Elder Norman pulled down the lever.
His eyes glowed as a sword materialised in his hand, and he shot off towards Elder Norman.
Only reason he did not behead Elder Norman was because Norman was an Elder, an Elder could not be executed without a proper trial.
Elder Norman had the right to defend his actions
"Are ya stupid?, ya up against 5 Elder."
Elder Norman’s composure did not break that easily, instead he turned towards Elder Wong
"Ask"
"Very well"
Elder Wong’s eyes glowed as he said
"Elder Norman, do you harbor any intention of betraying the council, the academy and humanity as a whole?"
"no. I do have such intention, every thing I do is and will be for the benefits of the academy and humanity as a whole."
Elder Wong closed his eyes, which had started bleeding
"He speaks the truth"
Elder Rowan’s shoulder relaxed as he deactivated his gift– sword manifestation,
Which allows him to manifest swords out of nothing. Furthermore, he could imbue the swords with any attribute of his choice upon materialisation.
The sword he was holding had a wind attribute.
Elder Wong also deactivated his gift– truth seeker, upon activation anyone who looks at Elder Wong shall speak the truth, in return Elder Wong had lost the ability to lie, furthermore The deactivation is accompanied by temporary loss of vision.
"If you do not harbor those intentions then what are you planning?", asked Elder Cecil
"you cannot see what I see, It will take too much ti to explain, I have too little evidence to support it."
"You pull out a stunt like this?, on what? Just a hunch?"
"I know... it sounds ridiculous but if I don’t do anything we will lose the only chance to get rid of V, I will explain.. I will also take responsibility for my actions, please... just trust once."
Elder Cecil was silent, he looked at Elder Wong, who nodded.
"Very well"
Elder Roman now had tacit approval of Elder Cecil and Elder Wong, while Elder Rowan and Elder Hinobi chose to make no comnt on the exchange.
Under their watchful gaze he began to work.
He pressed another button and in the isolated room where the chamber now sat, floor opened and a hand reached up
It was rotting, flies clung to it like a second skin.
Back in the mind realm.
Rowayne was sitting, ready to hear the tale of the figure.
Nothing beats a story ti after a fight after all.
"so where to begin?, my story or... what do you want to know?"
"umm what exactly are we?"
"We are called [][][][] "
Rowayne could not hear those words properly
"Say that again?"
"Dont bother, you have not t the qualifications to hear it yet"
"whats that supposed to an?."
The figure smiled, "Exactly as it sounds"
"start from the very beginning then"
Rowayne was starting to feel comfortable in this environnt, without constant attacks from the figure, this place felt like ho.
"what do think is the end?"
"The end?"
Rowayne ponder about the question, what was the figure referring to?, in the end he answered to the best of his ability
"the end is when a person dies?"
"No, death is not the end"
Figure’s eyes showed lancholy as he began
"End is when the universe itself forgets you, rejects you, never to acknowledge you"
"what does it an?"
"In the eyes of the universe you stop existing, your family, your friends and/or your lover wont rember you, not even an stranger will recorgnise you"
"Is that not oblivion?"
"Its deeper than that, Slowly the every ntion of you will erased, it will be like you never existed."
"then the real terror starts, every action you did, every choices you made, every destiny you changed no matter how big or small, will go back to the way it was"
"Universe will not render your actions, you wont be able to do sothing as simple as move a pebble from a street"
"You will drift like a ghost, unseen, unheard, untouched phasing from one place to another"
"Slowly you will forget yourself, and cease to exist"
Rowayne who was listening intently stated
"I can feel a but coming"
"But sotis, sothings cannot be erased, forgotten, discarded. So people will reject such fate even if it ans rejecting the universe"
"So they reject the universe?, how is that even possible?"
"yes, and with enough will anything is possible, you just need to persist till you accomplish your goals or be ready to die trying."
’such wisdomous bullshit’
"let’s assu that is possible, you reject the universe, whats next?"
"What’s next?, well"
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