Chapter 74 - Psychological Manipulation (1/2)
Out of all genetic experimentation, MF never had the chance to let her imagination run wild on others—probably because it would take a while chasing the runaway thoughts before awkwardly trying to be sane.
It never specified what happened to the soul when a mortal was corrupted and transformed into a Calamity. Was controlled transformation possible? Especially for a transmigrator, what made them so special in the eyes of those who play marionettes in this world by the strings?
It might only be a small detail that MF had been questioning for a while.
How does the system work?
The system essence had been getting comfy in the grasp of MF's soul, and if it could be tampered metaphysically, could it be stolen or removed from the Transmigrator? Does only those who got sent to this world have this digital parasite or did the original dweller of Neamh have some of them too?
It was told by the lucky bastard that it guided them and gave them a reward or some kind of instant power up, but how? What medium do they use? Despite all of the questions, it only made MF pissed with how spoonfed the Transmigrators were.
MF decided to infiltrate a Transmigrator soul for the first time, she was supposed to do it to Elon but the lucky bastard was too intimidating to be dealt with. As her consciousness strings arrived on the feline's soul, there was a weird clinging life form that was piercing deep into the center of her soul.
'This must be the so-called system.'
MF decided to force cut it with her binded consciousness strings shaping into a blade just like how she managed to get the system essence, but unlike the thin fragments that infiltrated MF's soul back then, this parasite felt denser than sun. 80% of her combined consciousness strings shaping into a blade couldn't damage or even take it off from the feline's soul, as if it was meant to protect it, becoming one with its host in symbiotic mutualism.
What kind of sinister entity behind this mass information gathering?
The moment MF tried to escape from the private soul's dimension, a counter attack was sent to pierce MF's soul as it traveled all the way from Vitha's soul to her using the consciousness strings as a passageway.
The mental pain was incomprehensible, MF felt like she wanted to scream and destroy everything near her. Thanks to a highly trained constitution, MF looked extremely calm with an eerie smile from the outside.
All of that in three seconds. To maintain the psychological attack, she decided to act as if nothing happened.
”Does it hurt? My little kitty, there were all types of Angels out there, some judge you, some might free you, but truly, the one that was smiling with glee as you scream in pain is definitely not the one you wanted to encounter ~
”With words, comes great rewards and casualties. The pain is temporary, but do your best to answer my question if you don't want the other limbs to turn into air.”
Yitha immediately clenched her pains out to prevent her weeping, gritting her teeth as she painfully nodded. ”... I'll, I'll answer anything! Huee…”
”You got something they call a 'system', what did it do to you? You're certainly guided and assisted by something, yes? You have one minute to satisfy me with the information I desired.”
Yitha paled, as her other arm tried to hold the gushing blood on her shoulder, she immediately proceeded with everything that was still in her head in the hope of surviving, ”Guuurgh, I-I don't know anything about the system, but the game-like element mechanic, I could tame beast and store them, I-I don't know the detail, I thought I'm the only one with this ability, urgh. I have three of them currently within my slots, I-I can summon them now if you want!”