(anwhile, Planet Yu Star, Yu Clan Palace, Yu Kiro's POV)
Seated upon his throne at the heart of Planet Yu Star, Yu Kiro rested his chin against his knuckles, as his mind drifted towards affairs far into the future.
It was just another day at the Yu Palace for him, when suddenly, he felt a faint disturbance arise on his planet, as though a rival God had suddenly stopped on it.
"Hmm?"
He muttered in confusion, as that presence disappeared almost as soon as it had appeared, which was quite unlike any God he knew.
However, the confusion was soon cleared as the hurried footsteps of a frightened ssenger ca towards him.
*Step* *Step*
The frightened panting of the lone ssenger broke the calm in the throne room, as he rushed into the chamber with uneven strides, his breathing ragged, his posture unstable, as he stumbled forward before dropping to one knee before the throne.
"My lord..." he began, his voice trembling uncontrollably as though the words themselves resisted leaving his throat, while Yu Kiro's eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the sight before him.
Fear radiated from the man in waves, raw and unfiltered, as it clung to him like a suffocating presence, sothing entirely out of place within a court that had a God protecting it.
"What happened?" Yu Kiro asked, his tone calm and steady, as the ssenger visibly struggled to steady himself under the weight of that simple question.
"Lord Mauriss..." the man whispered, as even speaking the na seed to drain the remaining strength from his body, his throat tightening as his hands began to shake more violently than before.
"He... was here..." he managed to say, as the words landed softly within the chamber, yet echoed in Yu Kiro's mind with a far greater weight than their volu suggested.
Yu Kiro did not react outwardly, his expression remaining unchanged, yet sothing within him sharpened instantly, as his attention locked entirely onto the trembling figure before him.
"Explain," he commanded, his voice firm and unwavering, as the ssenger swallowed hard before raising his shaking hands.
Within his palm rested a small crystalline orb, its surface faintly shimring with contained energy, as though it carried sothing far more significant than its size suggested.
"My lord... he... he left this... for you..." the ssenger said, his voice breaking midway as though even recalling the encounter strained his mind beyond its limits.
*Lift*
Yu Kiro raised a single finger, and the orb lifted instantly from the man's hands, gliding through the air with smooth precision before settling into Yu Kiro's grasp without resistance.
For a mont, he did not act, choosing instead to observe the object carefully, as though expecting it to react, to trigger, or to reveal so hidden threat upon closer inspection.
However, after a brief analysis, he recognized it for what it was, a mory orb, simple in construction and harmless in nature, a tool ant to relay recorded visions.
And yet, in the hands of soone like Mauriss, even sothing so ordinary carried an entirely different aning, as Yu Kiro's gaze darkened slightly while he poured mana into the crystal.
*Whirrr*
The response ca instantly, as the world around him shifted without resistance, the present dissolving into sothing else entirely as the first recorded mory unfolded before his eyes.
The scene that ford was unmistakable.
It was his throne room.
The sa chamber, the sa throne, the sa grandiose that surrounded him now.
And at the center of it all, he saw himself seated upon the throne, calm and composed, continuing his routine without the slightest awareness of what stood behind him.
For a brief mont, nothing happened, as the scene remained still, frozen in its quiet familiarity, before a faint ripple distorted the space directly behind the throne.
And from that distortion, Mauriss stepped out.
"Hehehehehe-"
The Deceiver chuckled, his posture loose, his expression wild, as his eyes glead with a manic delight that felt deeply unsettling.
He did not attack imdiately.
Instead, he lingered.
Watching.
Smiling.
As he began to move behind the throne with exaggerated motions, almost dancing in place, his body swaying with a strange rhythm as though he was savoring the mont.
His expressions shifted rapidly, from amusent to anticipation, from excitent to sothing far darker, as though the act of killing was sothing he deeply enjoyed preparing for.
And all the while, the version of Yu Kiro within the vision remained unaware, continuing his actions as though nothing was amiss, completely oblivious to the presence behind him.
Then, without warning, Mauriss moved.
His hand shot forward from behind the throne, gripping Yu Kiro's
throat with sudden force, as his other hand brought forth the origin
blade in a smooth, practiced motion.
*Slash*
The blade cut cleanly across the throat, blood splattering everywhere,
as the Yu Kiro in the vision died a dog's death.
*Huff*
The real Yu Kiro's breathing tightened as the scene lingered before
him for a fraction longer, as Mauriss leaned closer to the collapsing body, his lips curling into a satisfied smile as he whispered softly.
"That's one."
Darkness followed instantly, swallowing the scene whole before Yu
Kiro could react, as the second mory forced itself into existence without pause.
This ti, the setting was different.
Private.
Inside an intimate chamber that almost no-one beside him knew
about.
As in this version, it was him alone with Ru Vassa.
*Hitch*
His breathing hitched in the real world, as he realized that Mauriss
knew about his darkest secret.....
And, that realization alone made him fear Mauriss even more.
"So the Deceiver knows that I'm Vassa's lover.... But how?"
He wondered, as the second scene unfolded before him without
pause.
The intimacy of the mont was unmistakable, as he and Vassa were locked in coitus that went on for days in general.
When, suddenly-
Mauriss appeared behind them.
The reaction was instant, as both figures within the vision froze, their
awareness catching up far too late, as Yu Kiro within the mory
moved instinctively to react.
But Mauriss was faster.
His blade moved in a brutal arc, striking downward with savage
precision, as blood splattered violently across the chamber, as the cruel Deceiver went for his manhood, right as he pulled it out of
Vassa.
*SLASH*
Pain.
Shock.
Panic.
Everything unfolded at once, as Mauriss's laughter echoed through
the space, sharp and unhinged, while the situation spiraled beyond
recovery.
Another strike followed.
Then another.
Until finally-
The blade found its way to Yu Kiro's throat once more.
"That's two."
The voice ca calmly.
Almost playfully.
And once again, darkness swallowed everything without delay, as the
third mory forced itself into existence before he could regain any
sense of control.
This ti, the setting was the alliance council.
The grand chamber.
Filled with power.
With presence.
With the leaders of the Great Clans and Kaelith, as they seed to be
engaged in what appeared to be a normal discussion.
For a mont, everything seed as it should be. Voices exchanged, expressions neutral, just another council eting.
Then-
Silence.
Sudden.
Total.
As in the very next instant, every single figure in the room lay dead,
their heads severed cleanly, their bodies collapsing lifelessly where they sat monts before.
Blood pooled across the chamber floor, spreading slowly as the lights dimd, as it turned the already horrifying scene into sothing
even more unnatural.
Only one figure remained.
Yu Kiro.
Alive.
Standing amidst the carnage.
And before him-
Mauriss.
Alone.
Smiling.
"Without anyone's support, do you have the balls to fight ?"
The question echoed through the chamber as Mauriss lunged forward
instantly, his blade moving in a frenzy of strikes, each one faster and more brutal than the last.
The attack was overwhelming and relentless, as blow after blow, Mauriss butchered him like he were a stabbing doll, the Deceiver's
laughter rising alongside the violence, until the scene beca nothing more than a storm of blood and motion.
*Splat* *Splat* *Splat*
As at the end of it, he looked at the screen and said....
"That's three."
As almost instantly, darkness took over the orb yet again, this ti in
full, as the recorded visions ended.
*Crush*
*Shatter*
Almost imdiately, Yu Kiro shattered the orb, his expression furious,
as he found himself unable to regulate his temper.
He understood it imdiately. This was not a threat.
Not in the traditional sense at least, as it was sothing far worse.
Mauriss had not co to attack him, but rather, he had co to enter
his mind..... to plant himself there, as the Deceiver seed to want to ensure that no matter where Yu Kiro went, whether on his throne, with his lover, or among his allies, he would never feel completely safe
again.
*Clench*
*Grit*
Yu Kiro's jaw tightened slowly, as his fingers curled inward, the faint
tremor of anger finally surfacing beneath his otherwise controlled
exterior.
"You Filthy Scum, Mauriss..." he muttered, his voice low, filled with
restrained fury.
"You bastard..."
His eyes darkened further as the mory lingered.
"You have gone too far this ti..."
He said, as he vowed to retaliate against this mind ga appropriately.
However, little did he know that he was not alone in receiving such an
orb.
As every single one of the Great Clan Gods, seemingly received a similar package today, each one tailored to cause maximum unrest
within their minds.
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