"AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!"
Vashti scread again, her voice carrying the sa agony as before.
This was… she didn't know how many tis she had been cut till now…
She stopped counting at about a million…
She stopped begging them to stop at around ten million… because she realized it…
The only thing her screams were doing was… fuelling their egos.
And… even after that… even after she gave up and stopped screaming…
This nightmare had continued for… years…
And the pain…?
The more they cut her, the sharper it seed to beco. Even after being cut more tis than she could keep track of… she… never got used to the pain…
It was like her limbs were being cut with a dull knife, only a few hundred thousand tis more painful.
Her Master…
He had been crying, he had been begging these monsters to stop, to take his soul instead, to just kill her…
But no matter how much he cried, no matter how much he tried to move and get away from their bindings in order to protect his disciple—
Nothing worked.
At this point, his eyes were… hollow…
Almost as if the life inside him had been taken away.
It was… a horrifying sight to see…
Especially for those who knew Tenzin. Tenzin was one of the calst beings in the Universe, even when the Universe trembled for the very first ti, or even when the Light and Darkness went to War, sending violent shivers all across the Universe that seed no different from the end of the Universe itself—
He didn't react, even when the ground beneath him was shaking.
He always had this sense of calm, of a true monk, where nothing in this Universe could break him.
That he would always face everything calmly, even if it was his end—
He would accept it gracefully.
But now…?
None of Tenzin's usual calm and grace could be seen in him.
He just seed like a man whose soul had been sucked out, a man who had… lost his mind…
A man who… had lost everything…
He was never once hurt physically, the Infinities made sure of that, but despite that—
He was in a half-dead state because his mind had stopped reacting to outside stimuli. Yes, Tenzin, one of the strongest Eternals in the entire Universe, had… collapsed.
But even then—
Even when she had broken him down to every level possible—
Seraphielle still wasn't done.
His ears had shut down, his mind had stopped registering more information in order to try and protect itself, but Seraphielle—
Since she knew he wasn't listening, she… directly implanted the information into his mind… leaving him no way but to accept and understand that information.
[That was the final cut. Your disciple's soul has now been finally cut into about a hundred thousand trillion pieces.
Now, all these pieces will be used to make relics.
Oh, I still haven't told you what kind of relic we would be making, correct?
It must have slipped my mind, I apologize for that.
What we are making is an artifact that would detect… Anomaly.
You see, your disciple, with her exceptional mastery over ti, was the only being in the Universe who could detect when he was about to make a move.
She did it once before, when the Anomaly was coming for her, I am sure you rember that, don't you?
Now, we are going to use that ability of hers and turn her into a detecting relic, a relic that would inform us before the Anomaly attacks any of the worlds.
So we can move and protect those worlds because that is what we do—
We are the protectors the People of the Universe need.
And once we catch the Anomaly, once the threat of the Anomaly is over, all of the Universe will once again know what it ans to challenge the Infinities—
Because let assure you—
Everything that is happening to her—
The Anomaly will see a far worse version, and the entirety of the Universe will watch as it happens.]
Seraphielle then smiled and—
[And as the Universe watches, as the people see their enemy suffering right in front of them, they would know,
They would know the absolute authority the Four Supre Worlds hold, that no matter how strange a being is, whether it is from this Universe, or so other—
In front of the Four Infinities that rule over them—
They are nothing.
This will also be the ssage for all future generations, generations where, if any ti in the future, a monster like the Anomaly appears, he will know better than to challenge the Four Supres.
This will reinforce our Authority, this ti, far more strongly than ever before, and the reason for it all—
The girl who made catching the Anomaly possible—
Your disciple.
The Universe will forget her.
You will forget her.]
Seraphielle spoke, and the instant she said those last words, Tenzin, even in his half-dead, blank state, reacted.
He… would forget her…?
His own disciple…?
After putting her through all this…?
He wouldn't even be allowed to live with the mory of it…?
No…
Tenzin tried to resist, to sohow reinforce his mind to never forget what had happened, but—
[Don't bother. I will personally see to it that you do forget about it.]
Seraphielle's grin widened even further.
[Who knows, if in the future, a being even stranger than the Anomaly appears, we might need another one of the disciples you trained. And next ti, you will definitely be the first we visit.]
Seraphielle spoke. Tenzin's body, which had been in a dead state for a long, long ti, started shaking violently, almost as if he was resisting the very idea of training another disciple just for these monsters to do the sa thing to her that they did to Vashti.
He would never let another soul suffer the way Vashti's did!
He would never subject another soul to ending up as a re device and losing herself!
And the mont Seraphielle heard those words, she frowned—
[Hmm? What do you an… lose itself…?]
She asked in confusion, then, as if she realized sothing, her eyes shone with enlightennt and—
[You misunderstood.
Your disciple won't lose herself once she is turned into a relic.]
She spoke, and the instant she did—
Tenzin's body actually moved, and this ti, it wasn't just trembling. His eyes regained their lost light and he looked at her in absolute horror, a horror that had… rebuilt his collapsed mind because it realized he had to know what exactly was going to happen.
That horrifying feeling of realizing that he still did not know the ugliest part of this all—
And he was correct.
Because when Seraphielle saw him react in that manner, she smiled, nodding with satisfaction, and—
"Now that her soul is in pieces, do not think for a second that she isn't your disciple, she is the sa person. She has the sa consciousness, the only difference is that now… there are trillions of her."
Tenzin frowned in confusion, Seraphielle's smile, however, did not disappear for even an instant, and—
"Even when she is turned into the relic, she will have the sa consciousness. She will be very much alive, inside that relic. She will be trapped inside, for eternity, used as a re object with no will or body of her own."
She spoke with a demonic grin, and as Tenzin heard her, his body shivered in horror, but again—
Seraphielle wasn't done.
No, she was just coming to the most exciting part.
"But we are the Infinities, we are not cruel. Even to our objects, we made it so every ti she is used as a relic, she would feel a sense of ecstasy directly in her soul.
And since the Soul is far more sensitive than one's actual body, even while she hates every second of it in the beginning, with ti—
She would beco an object that would… crave to be used.
Again.
And again.
Then again.
And the constant use would slowly ruin her consciousness, turning her into nothing more… than a Relic Ego. An Ego that only chases the pleasure that it gets from being used.
This is also the reason most relics you see get excited the mont they sense that they are about to be used—
That is what she would beco as well.
An Ego that would enjoy what's being done to her, so don't worry about it. While the first few hundred thousand years of being trapped inside an object may be difficult, later, once her consciousness fades away and she starts accepting the constant wave of ecstasy that will be injected into her every ti she is used—
She will begin to love her new existence as a relic.
Like every other relic does."
Seraphielle spoke with a demonic grin, and the mont Tenzin heard this, he was… horrified beyond belief.
Just… what were these monsters…?
How could she say and do all this… without feeling anything at all…?
Just as he thought of these questions—
"Alright, it's done."
Orravyn spoke in an indifferent tone.
Seraphielle looked at him, then looked at the 'relic' in his hand, nodded, and turned back to Tenzin.
"Alright then, I believe our ti with each other is over. I had fun talking to you."
She smiled gently, as if her previous demonic appearance were rely an illusion. Then, she approached the monk, gently placed her hand on his cheek, and—
"Now, forget everything you have heard.
As I said before—
We might still need you to train another prodigy that we can use."
User Comments
0 comments from readers