Lord Of Puppets Chapter 48 – End of dungeon war – Part 2

"Okay.... We may not have really obtained what we wanted... But still!" – said Ariava.

"You still obtained access to new type of monsters, beast type."

"Unlike when you had to study monsters and humans by observing them, now you can maybe just.... Well, make a monster and observe them.... Although... I really can’t recomnd splitting your focus between the two."

"I’m not saying that you cannot use the beast monster, but that if you split focus your resources between these two, it will halter your main specialty the golems."

"And right now? You cannot do that."

"Your dungeon is still extrely weak."

"Maybe in future when you have so miasma to spare to develop your beasts and stuff where you would develop enough the beast monsters to start deploy them normally, but for now I think only for the research purpose would be the only real option.... For now, that is."

"..."

(True.... I can use these monsters to see up close how they move... My golems are focuses on mimicking their targets monts and so knowledge I picked up. Having a subject like that will definitely make learning golem craft much easier.) – thought Thauma.

(Still.... She isn’t wrong. This thing sucks big ti... She said that mixing monster types will result in a birth of possibility special monster.... But this is beyond bad..... But she also said that I could possible obtain sothing useful for myself if I were to absorb more specific dungeons.)

"..."

"!"

"Question." – Thauma written down.

"Dungeon can obtain data from monster I make, create and manufacture."

"You once told about sothing called magic tools, a tools that can use special form of magic or may contain elental power based on their materials."

"What would happened if I were to obtain elental materials and make myself a golem out of them? Would I obtain the elent type monster?"

"Hm.... I don’t know honestly." – said Ariava.

"Golem dungeons are already rare as it gets and not much is known about them."

"Maybe it will work, maybe not..... But I won’t help you out with this."

"I can’t fucking spoil you non stop and make everything easy for you by giving you so high tier materials for free."

"Hell! I already given you materials necessary for that fucking core of yours. If it wasn’t for , you would be still a pathetic weakling and your golem research would be nowhere near the current level."

"..."

"Welp, at least you passed the whole trial I gave you, so congratulation."

"You have made proud.....Oh, how my little child had grown.... I can just cry." – said Ariava jokingly.

"Anyway, I will be abandoning you."

"..."

(WHAT?!) – though shocked Thauma upon receiving out of nowhere news.

"I can kind of tell what you are going to write, so stop it." – said Ariava as Thauma was about start writing questions in panic, but was stopped by Ariava shapeshifting extra limb.

"I’ve told you this before, didn’t? Well, it was quiet soti and stuff, so it wouldn’t be surprised if you don’t rember, but if you can’t rember, then let jog your mories a bit."

"It was around the ti I’ve gave your na."

"WHAT DO YOU PLAN TO DO WITH " – asked Thauma in the past.

"..."

"You are asking again about your fate?" – replied past Ariava.

"What? Do you still don’t trust ?"

"If anything, I shouldn’t be trusting you, since you kind of attacked when you went berserk."

"..."

"Anyway, what I will do with you? Nothing really."

"After I’m sowhat done with teaching you, I will just leave you alone, maybe in future I will co back, see how you do and everything." – said Ariava, ending the flashback.

"..."

"Anyway. Let get this straight."

"I will be both abandoning you and not.....Hm.... Not correctly...."

"Okay. I’m going to leave you alone. I’m just going to leave you alone, abandon you and no longer watch over you."

"Simple put, your free trial usage of had expired."

"I won’t be giving you anymore support.... Well, maybe I will leave you a small present as congratulation for completing my trial, but pretty much my support would end with that."

"You will be no longer defended by or saved."

"If you die, then it is all on you."

"Don’t even believe for fucking mont I would just swoop in and save in the last second or so shit."

"No."

"You will have to do everything on your own."

"Die, survive. I do nothing. Simple."

"Maybe in the future I will co to visit, who knows?"

"..."

"Why are you doing this?" – asked Thauma.

"Hm? Fun and curiosity." – replied Ariava.

"I’ve told you before, the originally reason why I was interested in you was curiosity."

"You are curios while your own existence is a curiosity to ."

"Honestly, I even had fun spending all this ti with you, since I can see progress and all other shit."

"But there is a ti and end for everything."

"And right now? It is ti to slowly end this thing."

"...."

*Sigh*

"Technically speaking, I fucking raised you, hell. I could even say that I’m your adoptive mother at this point or so shit."

"But if I want you to develop, grow and make, you cannot really depend on just handing out everything like candy." – said Ariava while opening her pocket space and taking out from it staff torch that instantly light up its top when she tabbed the ground with its tip.

"Take for example this thing."

"A magician tool, a staff for a mage, a powerful one."

"And you want to know the interesting bit? I’ve made this thing."

"It is not obviously perfect, but it is strong."

"I’ve learned how to make this thing ALL ON MY FUCKING OWN."

"You can depend on other people to help you out and stuff, but without really doing anything on your own, you are pretty much doing nothing."

"If you want to improve and move forward, you need to learn how to walk."

"If you want, you can walk this path with sobody, helping each other, taking turns on who take step and stuff."

"This also works."

"But tell ..... What if I were to give you this staff? Would that be your doing? Would you improve? Hm?"

"No."

"There is straight up no."

"You didn’t made this thing."

"You were given it."

"You did nothing."

"And if your goal is to make one yourself, would that kind of course of action fulfil your goal? Or would be just plain lie?"

"..."

"I’ve said it not once but multiple tis.... But I will say it again."

"I’m not a good person."

"You can call thief, murder, rapist, scumbag, trash and all sort of things."

"Even a villain or just plain good old "EVIL"."

"I don’t give a shit."

"I’m myself."

"And I don’t give a shit what will you beco."

"Expectation? Fuck this shit out of the window."

"I don’t have any for you."

"Why?"

"Because those so called "expectation" would only chain you down."

"I will say it again."

"I don’t give."

"A shit.’

"About what you will beco."

"Evil, good, neutrality, or chaos."

"Just do you."

"I’ve already told you before."

"There is not such thing as "aning of life"."

"You chose yourself."

"You can just give into the role given to you by the others, or just make your own choices."

"You can make yourself sothing like your life goal, your own "aning of life" that motivates you and stuff."

"DON’T FUCKING CARE."

"I don’t care what choice you make in your life."

"Hell, if you like, you can even try and make your goal, like for example try and kill if you don’t like ."

"I don’t give a shit."

"I don’t give a shit."

"I don’t give a shit."

"I. DO. NOT. GIVE. A. SHIT!"

"...."

"Well.... As for my own reasoning... I’ve told you. I’m both a bad person and a crazy bitch."

"I’m bored and wanted fun."

"I just wanted to spend ti with you."

"I just wanted to teach you."

"I wanted you to just "look" at the reality."

"All for my own entertained."

"If you have not forgotten about it."

"..."

"However, now I want you to be.... Well, I just want you to be you."

"I don’t have expectation or anything."

"I may co back or may not."

"Who knows?"

"Maybe the next ti we would et, you would be nothing alike."

"Maybe we will beco closer or maybe we will end up wanting each other dead."

"Maybe you will see my current action as betrayal and you will hate for it? You will thank that I’ve had betrayed you or sothing."

"Maybe you will think that I have high expectation for it or so shit."

"Nah. Nothing like that."

"Just write."

"Nobody knows what the future have in store for them, since there is not such thing as "destiny" or fate written by a higher being. We chose what we are and if you say that sobody written your story, then you are just lying to yourself."

"Even a slave that has all of their freedom taken away will write their own story."

"Right now, is "now". Before it was "before". And future is "future". Simple."

"The past happened in the past."

"The now happened now."

"And the future? Well, it isn’t there."

"But we can maybe write it or influence it.... Maybe sothing will happened that we did not expected or sothing will change out of blue... Hell, like I’ve said before, maybe I will co back in the future and change your future without either you or realizing that or vice versa.... That is what the future is."

"You can predict it, but at the sa ti you can’t."

"..."

"You could call this a next stage.... A new form of entertainnt for ."

"But for you? It will be the real start."

"The real start of your tale."

"..."

"..."

"I’m finished."

"I’m said what needed to be done."

"I don’t care what you do."

"I don’t care how you see my actions of leaving you alone."

"I don’t care what will happened to you."

"Just do what you want."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Silence, eh? No question or too many to ask all at once buddy?" – asked Arriva after the puppet did not written anything at all even after a long pause.

"Don’t worry my friend."

"I’m not leaving yet."

"So go ahead and ask that crazy bitch as many questions as you want."

"Since for now you can still depend on sowhat."