Breaking Chasm #90…
COLMUUN asked the Future Hybrid. His ghost was still with him as he couldn't be there himself, waiting for the verdict.
Skullius flexed his fingers and cracked his neck. He was feeling… invincible. He restored his [Entropy's Harmonizing Nimbus] to its fullness and pulled it over himself with all four hands as he adjusted his sitting position on the luxurious chair. He even propped up his legs on the table. It was as elegant as the rest of the waiting room. From the mont he'd been invited here, he'd known that not just anybody was allowed to be there.
"My physical properties are no longer voided. The restriction is finally undone," he said, grinning. "Man, that was a pain in the socket. I get it – it's restrictive for safety's sake, reminiscent of the Timould Mirror Box – but damn." He clicked his tongue. "We could have been counting one Prival down by now."
(A/N: Refer to Ch.1469.)
COLMUUN was honestly surprised.
"The Wanderer's Prison has no typical Realms and typical functions of the |Greater Cosmic Law|. It offers great benefits, but it's still quite the nightmare. The Wanderer knows just what it ans for soone to live through the Prison's terrors and get to escape it. For Reality's sake, he has to put a stopper on the abilities of all the survivors temporarily," said Skullius, still tinkering with aspects of his body to see just how much they had changed now that he was free from the restriction.
Part of the restriction was for his own good as well.
"I did." Skullius laughed. "It feels like a lifeti ago. Sila stole my body and sacrificed my mana core to enhance my physical prowess instead using Creeds. That made a world's worth of difference to my strength back then. The Prison does sothing similar, if you allow it. Not the sacrifice part, but allowing you to realise the worth of things most take for granted." He looked at COLMUUN's ghost. "Don't tell you've beco blind to what overwhelming, untempered physical might can do just because you learned to control a few aspects of the |Greater Cosmic Law|."
COLMUUN reserved his retort. It worried him that he couldn't tell the difference. Skullius felt the sa despite this change he'd just ntioned – that his physical attributes, which had been under a voided status, restrained, were free now.
Could he really have slain the other JOISEN ANTERRAS easily if he'd had this new strength?
"Quick lesson for you," said Skullius, pointing a finger at the ghost. "With enough physical strength, you can fool your own body into saturating itself or any vessel with any fundantal energy source you want. Like so."
He gave a demonstration. A chalice was on the table, just inches away from his feet. It was made with a precious tal that Skullius recognized. It conducted Divine energy particularly well. Owning stuff like that was considered a luxury, he knew, for high-status Divine beings. He pointed at the chalice.
One second. Two seconds. The chalice began shaking.
Three seconds. Five seconds. A lively signature frothed from the chalice as its shaking turned vehent.
…And then a soft, mourning voice resounded from it, as though it were alive!
COLMUUN was dumbfounded.
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