Pov Hades:
I was sitting on a throne made of bones. Starlight spread like threads around , penetrating the bones and retracing the Runic lines engraved on them.
Surrounding was a ritual made of blood where thin faces and arms tried to rise. This ritual was kiloters in total size, releasing a large amount of miasma while inside it lay this throne where once there had been one of those figures in black armor, small in size than a normal person, making it smaller than all its peers.
"What did Hinata do with that thing?" ()
"Believe , you don't want to know." (Ragnar)
"Can you talk less and hurry up!?" (Érica)
"I want to finish restructuring this Ritual today, we need to go back!" (Érica)
"I'm going as fast as I can, but the Runes on these bones are complex and also don't belong to mortals; they are difficult to reshape following their alterations." ()
"Are we almost done?" (Ragnar)
"I thought there were still over 1000 planets left." (Ragnar)
"Do you think we have ti for this!?" (Érica)
"We only attacked the dozens of planets that were in the worst condition and with the highest concentration of malice." (Érica)
"From what we've seen, these are the main production sites of these Creatures of Hatred or their clearly stronger variations, like that woman specialized in magic or the one who was sitting on the throne still unconscious when we arrived." (Érica)
"I'm worried about what Hinata is doing with these things; she even had the others scattered around collect these things for her." (Ragnar)
"I'm interested too, but I can study what you're doing later, my current focus, and see if we can or cannot sanctify this planet with this project." (Érica)
"You just want to create a magical planet to serve as your Temple." ()
"My selfish desires don't affect the positive truthfulness of my actions." (Érica)
Érica is always like this with her things, thodical and extrely demanding, but I can see that she's worried about my lord. We all felt the changes from before, and we only didn't return because we felt he was alright.
I can feel the changes in myself. Among all the Divine Beasts, Heralds, Saints, and Heroes who serve my lord, only I share his Chaos power, so only I noticed it—the presence of another with the Chaos power connected to him.
"I'm going as fast as I can, but I'd like to..." ()
BBBOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!
HHHHHHHAAAAAAAHHHHRRRRRR!!!!
"..." (Everyone)
A great explosion erupts, making the entire planet tremble while horrible screams sound in unison as if it were just one.
Everyone fell silent and watched the mushroom cloud of energy rising tens of kiloters away, tentacles and arms erging from this distorted energy mushroom that was causing space to crack.
Before anyone could do or say anything, a colossal tongue erged from below, enveloping all that distortion as if it were sothing physical and pulling it down, making it disappear along with a part of the space that was regenerating.
"What was that?" ()
"I don't know..." (Érica)
"Even without knowing what that was, at least we know who's responsible." (Ragnar)
"Hinata!!!" (Everyone)
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Pov Urak:
It's only been a few minutes since he left this space, but I already miss his presence while simultaneously wishing he wouldn't co back.
I look at the changes in my body, as well as the changes in my power. I was completely different from who I was in the past, but I was still myself.
I never considered myself a good person, even when I was still human, but what I did was repugnant even to , which didn't stop what I was doing.
Given the opportunity, I would do it all again for the sa reason. Unlike Mavor, who sought precise control, and Vecna, who sought perfect innovation, I only cared about my son.
I wanted more power, more knowledge, more authority, and I would do anything to achieve it in order to give him a true life, to free him from the tornt I caused him to experience.
Even now, if it were for his own good, I would do everything I did again, perhaps even worse. The torture they inflicted on only made him more important in my mind.
Now that he was alright, the weight of everything I did weighs on with a different kind of weight.
I don't feel worthy of being near him, I feel dirty for everything I did, my hands are stained with so much blood that I don't dare extend my hand to him.
Even so, he called mother, he called himself my son, I couldn't hold back the tears, but I still felt the weight of being called that after everything I did.
I decided to protect him, I decided to be his sword and shield for eternity if possible, but I still felt the apprehension of being near him, an unease that cos from my heavy conscience.
Suddenly I feel the doors of this place opening and in a few seconds I see soone approaching as if teleporting with each step, it was Urd.
"What do you want!?" ()
"I need to talk to you." (Urd)
I don't like her, I never liked her. I saw in her what I lacked; I saw soone caring and kind who only sought to help. I saw in her the ability to achieve a greater power naturally, sothing we couldn't achieve. This irritated , and more than anything, she was a constant ntal obstacle to everything we did.
Now she has achieved everything we wanted in the past and managed to save my boy, sothing I couldn't achieve. She threatens indirectly, but even so, her importance to him should be greater. She was able to achieve what I couldn't and also deserves to be with him.
"How was your conversation with 89?" (Urd)
"He called mom..." ()
"He wanted to know more about and about himself, so I told him everything..." ()
I don't have the right to feel anger towards her for my own shortcomings. I decided to move forward knowing how much I need to carry for everything I've done, so I need to put aside these old prejudices to act together with Urd, mainly for his sake.
"Didn't he ask you for anything else?" (Urd)
"Didn't he ask for a na?" (Urd)
"Yes, he did..." ()
"But I couldn't answer imdiately, and seeing that, he left saying he'd co back another day." ()
"You've already decided on his na, we both know that." (Urd)
"That na doesn't work, it was sothing silly thinking of soone he's not." ()
"This is a new life and opportunity for him, a new na thinking about his future is what it should be, but I don't know if I deserve the privilege of naming him." ()
"I'll give you so advice, let go of those thoughts of entitlent and guilt, it makes him suffer, it's too late to think about those things, so just let it go." (Urd)
"You're his mother, so fulfill your role from now on." (Urd)
"..." ()
Her words are calm and gentle, which only makes feel worse for thinking badly of her, especially when I agree with what she says, but agreeing is different from accepting.
"Is that the only reason you ca here?" ()
"No, there's another reason..." (Urd)
She seems uncertain about what she wants to talk about, which was strange.
"Zenos is looking for you for sothing; he chose you to participate in a confrontation against the forces of the War Entity." (Urd)
"A smaller-scale confrontation according to a certain tradition among the Entities." (Urd)
"Ayden proposed this, didn't he?" ()
"Yes." (Urd)
"I accept, I can already imagine the rules, even though I've never seen or participated in them, I've heard about them." ()
"You could die! You don't know your new body, and even less your power!" (Urd)
"I don't think Zenos will give the choice to accept or not, and I don't bla him for that since keeping alive shows a lot of rcy, much more than I deserve." ()
"Then you will train with until the day of the confrontation, regardless of winning or losing, you must return alive, if not for yourself, then for your son." (Urd)
"..." ()
"(My son...)" ()
I don't deserve to call him that, and I deserve even less to be called mother, but he allowed this chance. Regardless of what I think, I can't betray my choice.
I'm not just going to participate, I'm going to win. I'm going to do this for him, I'm going to do this to show he was right and not embarrass him. I'm also going to do this as a first step to show myself useful, so others can't criticize my existence.
"I don't know how much ti we have, but I accept to train with you..." ()
"I'd also like to thank you... thank you." ()
"I'm not doing this just for you, I'm doing this for myself and for '89, so at least think about that when the ti cos." (Urd)
For the first ti in a long ti, a strong will to fight sprouted within , a desire not only to fight, but also a hunger for victory that left no room for failure.
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