"La... la la..."
Sitting atop the Stone Gate, Aika swung her legs and humd a cheerful tune.
So happy.
Even though in front of her was just a desolate wasteland, with nothing around, Aika could still feel very happy.
No, it wasn’t just happiness.
Uneasiness, tension, anxiety, fear—after coming into this world, Aika tasted a variety of emotions. She was like a doll, gradually being filled with various feelings. These were things Aika had never experienced before, because she simply couldn’t. Whether it was the joy of success, the depression of failure, the surprise and tension of making mistakes, none of these had any connection to the girl. For her, the future she expected was reality; whatever she wanted to do would co true. Nothing could excite her, nor could anything cause her the slightest ripple of emotions.
Because everything was under her control.
Because she knew that everything would turn out this way, everything would turn out that way, everything would beco how it should be.
Since birth, she had known this clearly. She knew who she was, where she ca from, and where she was going. Moreover, she could even see the end of those around her.
For the girl, there were no secrets in this world.
If she wished for life, then life would be born.
If she wished for death, then death would spread.
She was the embodint of Truth, connecting with the world.
Nothing was impossible; everything could be controlled, achieved, destroyed. For her, everything had already happened, everything was the end. To know destiny, to grasp the future, to weave events, to choose the future. She could determine any possibility completely according to her will; however she hoped the world would beco, that was how it would beco.
To die while living, to live while dying.
She once thought she would exist like this forever.
No, she should say, until that day.
Perhaps this is what people call fate. That day, without knowing why, she suddenly had the urge to go out. Then, when passing by the park, she saw her sister playing with her friends. That ordinary child, with no distinguishing characteristics, was no different to her than anyone else. Even the blood relation was irrelevant, but when she turned her head, she saw a sight she could never forget.
That existence.
He seed a little lazy, but she was completely captivated by him. She could feel that she and he were connected by sothing far beyond blood. Moreover, in her eyes, nothing was visible. She could only see him sitting there, watching the park with a smile.
Who is he?
I don’t know.
What is he thinking?
I don’t know either.
What was his past like?
I don’t know.
What would his future be like?
I still don’t know.
At that mont, I finally understood that this man was my true father.
Not bound by the fleeting, worthless ties of blood, but a real father. My sister probably couldn’t understand my thoughts; she was, after all, just an ordinary person, who could only view the world through common sense. But the world would not beco ordinary because of that. In my view, humans, like birds, fish, animals, and insects, all have blood relations.
So people may be born like Old Mice, while others like birds. What they possess is rely a difference in appearance, whereas their inherent Origin is the sa.
They are just incurable mortals.
But, Father Master is different.
I can see, see the fiery fla within his body, a heat even I find hard to bear. Yet, I felt real warmth for the first ti.
It was until that mont that I truly recognized myself.
The living corpse Undead beca human.
Joy, tension, excitent, anxiety, fear, various emotions beca tangible, and for the first ti, I tasted them all. And now, I am also enjoying them. So, I know what I must do.
For Father Master, I am willing to give everything.
Anything he wishes to do, I will do. He is my everything, and it is precisely because of Father Master’s existence that I can continue to exist like this. If Father Master were gone, I could no longer travel to other worlds like this, abandoning my powers, embarking on one thrilling journey after another.
So I ca here.
Even if it’s just to help Father Master a tiny bit.
"---!!"
At this mont, accompanied by the roar of engines, several cars sped in from a distance. Aika raised her head; her Azure eyes excitedly fixed on the convoy appearing on the distant horizon.
Co quickly, co quickly, you are Father Master’s prey, also my prey, and now... everything is ready...
"Screech!!"
The cars stopped in front of the ancient Divine Temple, and then the car doors opened, and a young man with sowhat tattered clothing stumbled out. Behind him, a few people, looking like refugees, rushed towards the Divine Temple.
The cars rapidly transford into humanoid forms. They looked at the Divine Temple before them, hurriedly stepping forward, trying to enter.
At the sa ti, a clear, elegant voice resonated in their ears.
"You’ve finally arrived, I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti."
An elegant, gentle voice, filled with joy. But it had an incredible allure that involuntarily made everyone stop in their tracks. They looked up, finally seeing Sajou Aika sitting on the Stone Gate.
"A child?"
Seeing Aika, a curly-haired man behind the young man widened his eyes in surprise, while the young man in front opened his mouth, shouting loudly.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?"
"You don’t need to know my na."
The blonde, beautiful girl looked playfully at the group in front of her, then extended her right hand.
"You just need to know that you will die here."
With this, Aika gently clenched her right hand.
"Pfft!!"
The next mont, the young man at the front suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, then collapsed on the ground. Seeing this, the others were shocked. They rushed over, surrounding the young man.
"Sam, what’s wrong? Sam! Hang in there!"
"I... don’t know... it hurts..."
The young man nad Sam opened his mouth, blankly looking at the woman in front of him.
"Michael... I... pfft!"
But before Sam could finish speaking, he spewed another mouthful of blood, his head tilted, and he stopped moving.
"Sam! Sam!!"
The woman shook the young man’s body desperately, but he would answer no more questions. At this mont, another person reached out, placed his hand on Sam’s nose and mouth, then suddenly jumped up.
"Oh my God, he’s dead!"
"What? How could he be dead? How could he?!"
Hearing her companion’s answer, the black-haired woman scread loudly, and she stood up suddenly, glaring angrily at Aika sitting on the Stone Gate.
"You little bitch! What did you do to Sam? You..."
However, before the woman could finish her sentence, the magecraft activated again.
Even without connecting to the Origin, with Aika’s imnse Magic Power, instantaneously activating one magus’s progeny was just effortless. Strong Magic Power exploded inside the woman’s body, tearing her internal organs apart. Her abdon burst open as if a firecracker had been stuffed inside, spraying blood mixed with viscera. Then, the woman fell to the ground with no more reaction.
"Oh my God, Michael... God... God..."
Watching this scene, the others were dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. But at this mont, a large Autobot had already raised his weapon, aiming it at Aika.
"What have you done! Human!"
"Ah, you must be Optimus Pri."
Seeing the Autobot insignia on his chest, Sajou Aika once again displayed a delighted and elated smile.
"Since you’ve co, you can die now. Although I would like to keep you as research material, Father’s orders are absolute..."
Bang!!!
With Sajou Aika’s words, the next mont, behind Optimus Pri, the earth suddenly exploded, and then a gigantic Thunder Beast charged out, its long tusks like sharp daggers, piercing through the Autobot’s chest.
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