"This is ridiculous," Kyle muttered as he walked down the pristine path that was sohow a part of lissa’s mindscape.
He had breached into her consciousness during the blessing extraction because lissa was reluctant to let it go.
Well, of course she was.
If soone tried to snatch away his God’s Eye, Kyle would make their teeth disappear too.
And considering that such a reaction should have been normal, WarHorse really should have warned him about sothing like this beforehand.
Myuri: [This stupid oaf needs to stop underestimating people. You are risking Kyle’s life here!]
Since the livestream was still ongoing, Kyle could clearly read Myuri’s frustration through the chat. And for the first ti, he actually agreed with her.
WarHorse had underestimated lissa.
WarHorse: [Trust , it takes a very long ti for a mortal to form a soul bond with their blessing. Unless soone is deeply rooted to their gift, they won’t be able to resist when it’s being taken away.]
In his defense, WarHorse quickly offered an explanation.
Ethara: [A soul bond cannot form between a mortal and a blessing unless the blessing has resonated with the vessel in perfect sync. That explains it...you trimd your blessing to fit the human perfectly, didn’t you?]
WarHorse: [...]
Kyle briefly paused before staring blankly ahead. "Wait, seriously? You completely forgot about that and still assured nothing would happen?"
WarHorse: [But...but little Milli has always been devoted to . She never relied on those machines and always forged things the traditional way. How could I not have...]
Kyle groaned internally.
Despite his na, this guy definitely had a soft side.
Tharos: [She needs to die.]
That statent stunned not only Kyle, but everyone watching the chat as well.
Brawler: [Can’t agree more. She has beco a variable capable of swallowing this pathetic excuse of a realm humans nurture.]
Kyle smiled wryly at the sudden involvent of his newest viewer.
Tharos: [If she harms Kyle, she dies.]
WarHorse: [No, wait! You will break the balance—]
Tharos: [I will erase the balance. Nothing is allowed to endanger Kyle’s life.]
Kyle was genuinely taken aback by how determined Tharos sounded. And judging by the panic in WarHorse’s voice, it was clear he knew exactly what Tharos was capable of.
Kyle swallowed hard.
For so reason, he was now far more worried about the world itself than lissa or even his own life.
’I need to handle this carefully.’
Taking a deep breath, he commanded, "Use God’s Eye and locate her."
[Activating God’s Eye...]
[Host, the target is directly behind you.]
Kyle blinked in surprise before glancing over his shoulder, only to find a kneeling figure sitting there quietly, completely cooped up within her own world.
He was genuinely startled.
Even though he had passed by that exact spot monts ago, he had never sensed her presence.
’Thank goodness I can still use God’s Eye...otherwise this would’ve been difficult.’
Taking a deep breath, Kyle turned around and crouched before the girl, who sat there with her knees drawn tightly to her chest, arms wrapped around them while her lifeless eyes stared blankly into nothingness.
Resting a hand on her shoulder, Kyle called out,
"Hey, lissa, can you hear ? lissa? I need you to respond, or this is only going to get harder for both of us."
He gently shook her while repeatedly calling her na, trying to draw even the slightest reaction from her, but to no avail.
It felt as though he was trying to breathe life into a lifeless doll.
She simply sat there, unmoving, without the faintest sign of awareness.
Clicking his tongue, Kyle sighed. "I need you to say sothing if you can hear . lissa, do you hea—"
"Yes, I hear you."
Kyle’s soul nearly left his body.
A dark hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, making his entire body seize up.
The one who answered him was not lissa.
Soone had appeared behind him.
Slowly, Kyle turned his head, and for the love of everything holy...the sight looked straight out of a horror story.
"Fuck!"
Kyle instantly jolted to his feet and created distance between them.
The figure wore the sa clothes as lissa, and even her body structure was identical.
But her face...
Her hollow eyes were unnaturally large, bulging like black spheres. Her lips stretched so wide they looked ready to split her face apart, while her twisted expression carried such grim distortion that Kyle instantly knew she was about to beco the source of countless nightmares.
The thing stood there with its head tilted unnaturally before muttering,
"Talk to ...tell what you want...and in return, I will take your life."
Kyle wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes sharpening as he asked internally,
’What in the seven worlds is that thing?’
[A malicious intent born from the Blessed One’s resistance. She is subconsciously protecting her fragile will to hold onto the gift, and that desire has produced this monstrosity. Host, you must suppress it and awaken the Blessed One. You do not have much ti.]
Squelch.
The mont Kyle finished reading that he needed to suppress the creature, the ghostly lissa suddenly jerked violently.
Her arms extended grotesquely, twisting, deforming, and reforming before his eyes.
What should have been arms, wrists, and fingers had now transford into a pair of massive blood-coated saws, trembling hungrily with the desire to slaughter.
’For fuck sake, how am I going to fight sothing like that?’
....
Blake entered the Astortia mansion after three long days.
He had been extrely busy lately and hadn’t found the ti to return ho, instead sleeping in his office during the past few nights.
Walking behind him, his secretary continued arranging all the important etings Blake had postponed, considering he had a far more important matter to handle.
Lara quietly pushed the least urgent tasks even further back, already aware that her boss would still spend a significant amount of his ti arranging things for his brother.
She had worked under him long enough to understand his priorities.
"Blake!"
Suddenly, a voice called out from afar.
Both of them paused.
Blake’s eyes sharpened upon seeing the approaching figure before he calmly instructed the woman beside him,
"Leave us."
Lara gave a faint bow and quietly excused herself before the speaker arrived.
Mathew, these days, seed capable of wearing only one expression, and that expression was painted red with fury.
"Why didn’t you inform about Kyle’s awakening?" Mathew demanded, his brows tightly drawn together.
Blake responded calmly, "I only found out about it recently myself. Why? What’s the big issue?"
Mathew clicked his tongue, "He has been causing havoc in the town for so long...again, that boy has done sothing to taint our na."
Blake frowned, "Are you in your right mind, right now? Rather than being proud that your son has awakened such a strong trait and is being fought over by the central ministry...you are blaming him again?"
Mathew huffed, "What’s the point of having high potential when he is going to waste it in Montclair. Do one thing and bring him here." His eyes darkened a little, "I will educate him...properly."
Blake had to use all the restraint he has accumulated over his life from not punching the face before his eyes in that mont.
He couldn’t believe it ...despite so many things having happened, despite being insulted repeatedly, the man was still the sa.
"I will give you one suggestion," Blake suddenly said, his voice eeriely calm, "Rather than Kyle you should be worrying about yourself. In due ti, you would regret ddling with my affairs."
Mathew narrowed his eyes, "What do you an?"
Blake faintly muttered, "You will know soon. Just wait."
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