The High Priestess
I had done the impossible. It was a complete ss at tis, and I was worried there for a bit as everything happened. But all my plans had succeeded and the events needed to kill the Divine Empress had been set in motion and I also had been rescued. Both of my personal goals had been fulfilled. There was only one way for her to die and it truly was a weakness of the mind. I had not been lying. I knew Michael thought I was a scamr, but I had spoken truly.
It was a long shot. But after what she did to , I had spent every waking mont searching for a way to kill her within the constraints I was given. There were so many constraints it was baffling and exasperating. I had thought this choice would give power and freedom. Instead, I beca trapped, and then the Divine Empress had trapped further inside my own body.
Michael liked to call it the Almighty System when I had been observing him. It was almighty, but also uncaring just as much. If only these people truly knew its vast and insurmountable power compared to us. What it had done and was still doing. I knew it all. But could not speak of any of this. Not even a hint.
The Almighty System was constantly watching through . It did not care about the pointless power struggles of these nations and very rarely the people resting on this fragile land. It had far more pressing things to contend with.
While people might curse , I would save everyone I could. I had hope that future would be brighter. No matter how many deaths or how grim things looked, it wasn’t over until everyone had died.
Except the Divine Empress. She was doing to die. Screw her and everything about her. Like lady, get so chill. Cutting off my arms and legs so I didn’t run away when I had surrendered. It was very extre. When I cussed her out for that, she removed my tongue and eyes as punishnt to motivate to behave better.
She was sick in the head and was going to get what was coming to her. I cast my gaze towards her location. The monsters noticed , but they would not attack or really care. I could not attack them either, but their cries still unnerved . One of the many limitations I labored under.
It had taken countless hints, pokes, and prods to make the Divine Empress go to Purgatory. But she had, and I had been hopeful she would have died, but did not hold my breath. Her survival while not a complete a surprise and been incredibly disappointing.
Her current predicant had given hope for a brief mont. Then she had earned a second piece of favor and recognition from the Almighty System. It had made want to kill myself, but I had to preserve my life at all costs. Another limitation from the Almighty System. I wish I could have sat on that throne and just been lted.
But I was compelled to act. The sa way I was compelled to save the brat. The Almighty System wanted the child to live a bit longer so it could observe his developnt. I was skirting its commands doing what I had, but the child would live. Michael would ensure that. It wasn’t foresight like many assud and I played it off as that, but careful observation and extrapolation of the various moving parts throughout these lands.
I had been ready to act if the Mistress of Shadows had tried sothing, but when her thoughts turned to killing the kid, she got my warning of doom. I couldn’t read minds, but seeing a person and their emotions were enough for to work out what they were thinking in most cases and project the necessary ones back at them.
It would be like threading a needle in a moving car and a dose of luck to kill the Divine Empress, but the pieces were in place. Sorry Champion Michael, you saved and did so much, but you would have to suffer a bit more. Consider distracting the Master Fleshcrafter and letting you get those points as an apology and with the hope you might survive.
What the Astrologer’s Homunculus had done to those people after the calamity was depraved, but I would take his plan and make it my own and use it to kill the Divine Empress. The genius of the plan and the way he had saved himself from the calamity had been awe inspiring. No matter how much of a man slut he was, he made it up in spades with his ingenuity and applications of energy. From lowly researcher to Supre Ruler of the UCS. Soon he would reach the pinnacle that only the Divine Empress had ascended to with her death.
Now to get the timing just right so the Divine Empress arrived at the precise mont and the Astrologer had the knowledge he needed to kill her. Timing was everything as the last collision of forces had shown. The Mistress of Shadows had been unexpected, but a minor player with a build that echoed the weakness she held onto.
To make things happen would take more work, nudging the pieces into place. It was frustrating that this job didn’t co with health insurance, but one does not live under the yoke of the Almighty System and get the right to complain. That was sothing that needed to be earned. Perhaps, I would live to see that day.
The fact that the Astrologer would beco the strongest afterwards was sothing I knew would happen, but there was no way to stop with my plan. The Divine Empress had to die, and he was the only one who could pull it off.
I would need to begin thinking of ways to handle him when the ti ca. The airship had a smooth flight back at least as the monsters did not attack it with onboard. The Master Fleshcrafter was working extra hard to stay in the air. His ti would co. But he could wait for now. I planned to deal with him as personally as possible. For no matter how he hid, I would always know him. No person could truly hide from the Almighty System and its gaze I borrowed.
Keeping the monsters at bay for my people who had risked and sacrificed so much to save from my tornt was the least I could do. We needed to prepare, for with the fall of the Dragon Empire, many events would spiral into motion.
Clarissa always did have such wonderful ideas on how to properly run a governnt. I would have to pay attention to her for a while. It was boring, but unlike the Divine Empress, I did not want a rubbish heap that was on fire. I also needed the points. Using my skills was quite taxing. The only way for to get points was to depend on others.
Just like monsters. I was forbidden from killing any human directly. They were to live and die by their own rits. I just needed to arrange the pieces, so they all fell where they needed to go.
The Inquisitor
I was carried back to the pillars for a restoration. I could only hope it would work. The soldiers set there and I barely managed to grip it while puking out my guts. Blood and bits of flesh poured out of my throat.
Despite the imnse pain I was suffering, I could only feel like a failure. I had drawn on the energy of the world to keep going. At the last mont my body had failed . I had pushed too far. Grandmaster Hei Long had warned and trained . But I had failed her. She had failed .
The young master had been kidnapped and I was going to die. I didn’t have the strength to cry. “What happened?” the Envoy asked . I puked out more blood and bits of my guts.
“Champion Michael and the Fifth Caliphate attacked at the sa ti,” I gasped out. I could tell the Envoy was looking around at all the damage.
“The Divine Empress? Where is she?” I wanted to cry at that. I had seen the fake and had heard whispers about what had happened. All these people were idiots. They didn’t deserve or my help.
“Champion Michael used a monster to impersonate the Divine Empress and stole the treasury,” I gasped out and began coughing. I couldn’t stop. This was the end. I gripped the store pillar praying for salvation. Anyone, please help .
“How dare you let this happen!” the Envoy shouted. He kept shouting in the background. I was tired, so tired. From grinding countless hours, to barely winning a difficult fight against Death, the favor of the Heavens themselves or whatever entity was running this place, and finally the Divine Empress crushing in battle.
I rembered that fight all too well. It had been a long match, but I just didn’t have the energy to keep up or escape her. Once she had in her hands, all I could do was swear to serve.
The Envoy continued yelling at in a panic. He had clearly lost his mind, not that there ever was much to begin with. He was always the first to get motivated, well after the Chief Diviner, but he had disappeared. Hopefully he had escaped this hell.
I my limbs were trembling, there was no chance that I was going to make it. I had been such an idiot. A stupid foolish idiot. But I was afraid. Afraid of dying. Afraid of what would happen to . I had let my fear control .
My mind drifted to my husband. I was unable to have a child, but he had stayed with regardless. Our love was the hope that kept going. My vision was already blurry from the backlash and self-inflicted curse damage. The tears didn’t help either. Drawing on the energy of the world, made you of the world. My body was breaking apart. My mind was fragnting as I couldn’t even rember my own na.
I pictured my husband smiling at one last ti. If he was going to be taken to this place, this hell, then I would give him the chance I never had. “How could you fail!? The Divine Empress will punish you for this betrayal!”
Also, if I was going to die, this asshole could shut up. He knew nothing. He was a frog in the well. A slave at best. An idiot at worst. I teleported behind him and jabbed the back of his head. His brain began to rot, not like there was much left there anyway after what the Master Fleshcrafter had done to him.
With the city and the lab wrecked, he would not be coming back again. If the Divine Empress wanted to have an Empire she could run it herself. At least I would avoid being grafted into that stupid throne of hers. The screaming and décor were hideous and garish.
I was glad Champion Michael had lted it. I wish I had the courage to stand up for decency and against the wonton waste and abject cruelty to the Dragon Empire. I served since there was no other choice. I had seen what had happened to those who didn’t obey. I wanted to live. Now it was all too late, at least for .
If I was going to die. Then I would do so with no regrets. All the people I had killed for the Divine Empress weighed on . If I was going to et my maker than I would do one last good act before I died. I gathered my breath to shout my last words. Let them strike at the Divine Empress in a way, I never could.
“The Divine Empress is dead! Save yourselves! Long live the Dragon Empire!” I scread with the last of my voice and collapsed to the ground. Too weak to cough anymore as my flesh and blood choked to death. My husband, I am coming to join you, wherever you are.
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