Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 2729: Independent Individuality

Date: Unspecified

Ti: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, TSR Guild Headquarters

"So, are we doing this now or what?" Corey asked, excitedly slapping my back while Hive Spirit and I ran simulations on a new fix I’d co up with. It was ant to help Corey assimilate Agony’s unholy core without having to kill her, or trigger a struggle for dominance to begin with.

I hadn’t told Corey about the fix yet. I knew it would turn into an argunt with her. Everything does. And unless I was completely certain it would work, I didn’t want to get dragged into another screaming match.

"Yes, everything checks out. If you sohow manage not to fuck this up, you’ll co out as the strongest Card Grandmaster the Myriad Realms have ever seen," I said, sending Corey a party request to make sure I could finish this no matter what kind of tantrum she threw.

No, this wasn’t giving up. It was her being too picky. Too greedy. I’d spoiled her too much. That was one of the reasons I never involved my clients in the creation process. I just blew them away with the end result. They never left my door unsatisfied or disappointed.

"You make it sound like I’m all screw-ups. I had my lows, sure, but I’ve had my monts too," Corey remarked. I couldn’t tell whether she was stating that or asking for reassurance.

"Yes. I’m sure you have. Just follow my word to the letter, and this can be one of those monts," I said. The insincerity in my voice was obvious.

Corey rolled her eyes, asking, "So, what is it you need to do?"

"Don’t try to share any of your mories with Agony, and leave the rest to ," I ordered, stressing each word, hoping she understood how important this one simple task was.

"Fine, I won’t. I wasn’t planning to anyway," Corey agreed easily.

Her compliance caught off guard. Corey rarely gave in without pushing back at least once, so the lack of resistance felt strange. I studied her for a mont, trying to decide whether she truly understood the gravity of the situation or if she was simply waiting for a better angle.

So, I chose to repeat myself, explaining, "I’m serious, Corey. Just because you were able to learn sothing positive from your past life mories doesn’t an everyone will do the sa. Not to ntion, Agony’s upbringing was different from ours. She’s an undead, raised in the Dark Realm. She can’t relate to our human experiences or common sense. And because of the new changes I made to the plan, if you share your mories with Agony, you could overwhelm her will and end up damaging or even erasing it."

Corey nodded seriously, but then she asked, "By the way, you didn’t tell how you made it work."

"Usually, when a will gets split, the fragnts assimilate back without much resistance. But in your case and Agony’s, it’s different. Even though the two of you are essentially the sa, Agony has developed her own individuality. She doesn’t want to die or fuse anyti soon. As things stand, you’ll have to fight for dominance while trying to assimilate each other. It won’t end quickly either. It will turn into a cycle, back and forth, until one of you kills or erases the other."

I watched Corey carefully as I continued, making sure she understood the implications before I moved to the part she wouldn’t like.

"So I decided to remove the root of the conflict. Agony’s individuality. More precisely, her mories. Without them, she becos a blank spirit again. You can refine her into your undead fla of agony and stabilize the bond first. After that, you can slowly build new mories with her and strengthen her mind under your control."

Corey’s expression was unreadable, so I continued, "Once she’s ntally strong enough, you can return her original mories along with all your mories too. That is if you want to. No pressure," I finished explaining and studied her face, already prepared for her to find sothing to whine about.

"Okay." Corey nodded. But when she saw the surprise on my face, she added, "As long as she doesn’t die, I’m fine with it. And getting refined into an ego fla with her mories wiped clean should be punishnt enough for the way she treated Lil’ Baem."

"Great," I sighed in relief. If she never would have allowed to remove Agony’s mories. As a compromise, I would have insisted on sealing them instead. But a seal wouldn’t hold during the evolution of her title demon core and soul trait acquisition. It would just beco a flaw waiting to rupture at the worst possible mont.

Fortunately, she didn’t press further. She agreed without conditions.

"Sounds like a plan. Why aren’t you getting started? What’s the holdup?" Corey asked when she saw standing there, staring into the air as if I’d drifted off into my thoughts.

I wasn’t just standing there. I was reaching out to one of my bloodkins, Sansa Baylor.

Just calling her ‌my bloodkin, I felt a chill in my soul. I should have killed her the mont I had turned her into a boodkin, but I didn’t. Not because she deserved rcy, but because sparing her now would save far more lives in the upcoming wars. The updated three mischief: the Emissary of Light, Karl Masters, and Gideon Grim. Then the four royal families and the central governnt.

So yes, for now, Sansa was the lesser evil I had chosen to commit.

The reason I thought of Sansa now was because I planned to have her help us remove Agong’s mories and then refine them into a card for Corey’s peace of mind.

I could do the sa by refining Agony’s will, her unholy core with the help of my primordial soul pupils, but it was a tedious process with a slight risk of damaging the will. Therefore, I decided to call the expert for help.