Chapter 143 Tiline
"Not so fast, Sabit."
Boss' eyes widened again. Never once in his life did he think he would finally hear his na called by soone else. Unfortunately, it was coming from his grim reaper.
Not giving Boss a chance to counterattack, Newcor shoved another sword in his hand in the exact sa place as the previous stab, adding more burden and power to crush Boss' heart, as well as his core.
"Kuh…!"
Boss chuckled before the light left his eyes. Before the fla in his heart went out. Before he could attain his goal.
Thud—!
His body dropped like a ragdoll, now laying lifeless on the ground.
Sheathing his swords, Newcor stole the artifact from Boss' hand. After inspecting the artifact, he shoved it into his coat pocket behind the robe.
"Don't hate for this, Sabit. I'm just doing my job as the Keeper. I can't risk the whole tiline for your goal."
Turning around, he ran a hand through his jet-black hair. Pulling out a hand mirror, the black-void eyes stared back at him.
without guilt and remorse, he flashed a smile innocently.
Storing the hand mirror back to the spatial storage, his hand reached for the artifact in his pocket. He looked at it solemnly.
Newcor glanced over his shoulder, looking at Boss' corpse lying on the ground.
"I can't risk the whole tiline for your goal… but I can do it for my goal."
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In his eyes, everything was dark. Complete blindness.
This happened abruptly after Newcor — a person in the dream who looked like a copy of himself but older — said sothing like this, "I can't risk the whole tiline for your goal… but I can and will risk it for my goal."
Exactly after he spoke the word 'goal' his vision went numb.
Although the vision was blind, his hearing was still working.
At that mont, he heard the man saying sothing in the viewless dream. It was the sentence that imdiately jutted him out of his dream world.
"And for you who already becos the 'Destroyer'. You best do your job right this ti!"
With that, the dream slamd shut, kicking Zio out of his dream world, imdiately with wide eyes staring at a little girl's crying face on top of him as soon as he regained consciousness in the real world.
"Uhh… Reina?" he said. "Why are you sitting on top of ?"
He caught the tears swelling in her eyes.
'Is she… crying?'
Without notice, the little girl hugged his face tight.
"Huaa!!! Master! You're alive!"
"Reina?!!"
He deliberately spoke through the struggle of releasing himself from her. In his mind, he thought:
'And why do you surprised that I am alive?!!'
So ti passed, and Reina finally cald down while Zio recollected his mind about the dream.
'It is one of mory like the last ti I experienced my Clairvoyance level up. But…'
But it was completely different. If back then it was seeing the past then this ti, could it be the future? It could be that because the setting was in the ruined world, and the twist of the main character of the dream caught him off guard.
He thought the man nad Sabit was the main character of the dream. But it was Newcor — one he assud was his future self — all along.
'It must be precognition, right? It must be that as it is one of the aspects of Clairvoyance in general!'
According to the Odyssey system, the passive skill of Clairvoyance was sudden mory recall. The flaw of this passive skill was that it could happen at any ti, though mostly, it occurred when the user's mind was unoccupied by thoughts.
It ant that the chances of getting the sight in the dream were higher but not common. Stress level and other aspects were included to trigger the passive skill.
The mory Recall could either be the past or the future. There were no announcents in the sudden recall to tell him whether he was reliving the past or the future. He could only depend on his observation and deduction skills.
'One thing for sure is that the recalls I experienced are not of this tiline…'
He recalled what the Odyssey had said to him a few days ago through Lux.
The Odyssey said that what Zio saw through them aren't from their tiline so he needed to be smart about it. If he was to follow them blindly or be too reliant on his skill, it would eventually lead him to his doom.
'Now that I think about it. The in that dream was saying sothing about the tiline.'
'Though, I could say that so of the mory might hold important information that I don't include in the novel… Like this boy's and Ember's backstory.'
'I don't know how much the difference between each tiline has exactly but I think this world tiline past event is going the sa line with the mory Recall I experienced a few months ago. But it's different from the novel tiline which doesn't have Ember in there.'
He tried to recall the event of the long dream and found several clues and keywords that might be useful.
Tiline, Keeper, Destroyer, Spectres, and Old God Chrono were seeming to be the most important out of the other clues and keywords he collected from the dream.
'All of this starting to make sense of the difference that happened in this world and in the novel…'
Zio let out a soft laugh. Then he found himself staring at his reflection in the mirror. Sohow, his black eyes seed to increase their density, making them look much darker than before. Also, his hair. It was so dark that maybe no one could not see much of it in the darkness.
'Now what I need is getting my locked mories back. My past life as the Author and this boy's mory that soone deliberately hid as though to erase the whole existence of Zio Varrez.'
'To do so, I must recover a soul shard that sohow had been broken apart. I am not sure about this soul thing. I have not ntioned it once in the novel. Well, whatever, not everything is about the novel anymore… because now I know that this world, or specifically this tiline, will be different from the story I had written.'
'But, wait a minute. I feel like there is sothing wrong…'
He lifted his face, breaking himself from his thoughts. As he took in his surroundings, he realized that it was still night. The moon still hanging in the starless skies above Octagram City, and the window of his room was still wide open.
But despite the sa night atmosphere, he felt his stomach fight against him. It was screaming loudly asking to be fed.
Finding his gaze falling on the crying Reina, Zio reached out for her, gently calming her down as she ruffled her hair out of habit.
"Master! Can you not ss up with Reina's hair?! Reina is crying right now, don't make Reina angry!"
He pulled his hands, raising them on guard. "Haha…"
In a second, The Crying Reina was no more. It had been replaced by The Angry Reina.
"By the way, Reina, can I ask you sothing?"
Reina gave him a sideway glance, clearly looking offended by the previous hair ruffling.
"What?"
Her mouth turned into a pout after letting out a single, short word of the commonly used English word!
"How long was I asleep?"
Hearing the question, her eyes began to swell with tears again. Breaking down, she said sothing through the sniffles.
"Huaa!! Master!!"
She went for the warm hug of her master, again. It felt like she was abusing the current situation, though. The opportunist.
"You are sleeping for 24 hours! It makes worry because you usually slept no longer than 5 hours!"
Zio's ears twitched. "That explained why my stomach is declaring war on …"
After filling his stomach, Zio left his room, looking for fresh air outside the building.
The dorm had not implented the regulation to forbid students from leaving their dorm unnoticed, at least not yet. Because of that, getting out of the dorm building through the front door could be done confidently.
Once outside, he took a stroll around the quiet campus area, not sure about his destination. He just wanted to feel the breeze. The chill that was brushed his skin. Making every touch result in shuddering out of coldness.
Without his knowledge, he found himself walking beside the beautiful pond. His reflection was reflected clearly on the surface. For so reason, he felt familiar with this place.
Because that was true. This was the place where he murdered the demon that infiltrated the academy.
The low-rank demon, Julron.
As he relished his ti beside the beautiful pond, both hands were playing with the water, a sudden noise of bushes instinctively put him on guard.
Turning around to look at the direction in which the noises were coming, he narrowed his eyes, trying to make out the features of a humanoid silhouette.
With his Clairvoyance, it was an easy job to identify whoever that silhouette was without looking at their face because the information provided by Clairvoyance was in the form of a status screen similar to the player status screen in RPGs.
Reading through the na the screen had laid out for him, Zio was left with his mouth agape open. His voice wouldn't co out.
"Zio Varrez."
Eventually, the voice was coming from the silhouette, regarding him. It was a sweet and alluring voice, making everyone who heard it might certainly felt safe and relaxed.
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