Chapter 95: A Wall of Blue (2/2)
It was pressed for time; Jyorta was assimilating with the memories stored in his brain, the ones that were part of the blue soul, detailing its thoughts, plans, etc. It was only a matter of time before Jyorta devoured it.
All sorts of emotions mixed up and finally erupted; the blue soul planned to take control of Jyorta's body, irrespective of the cost. It then converted the soul of the language teacher's Wisdom Parasite, using it to make her lose control.
Moreover, her mental condition was at an all-time low, thanks to her inability to give birth. It made use of that weakness to gain control of her body—using her Wisdom Parasite—and started an assault, murdering his classmates.
Except for Jyorta, George, and Laila, the blue soul's plans killed 27 students and the language teacher—a total of 28 lives. In the end, the previous Jyorta managed to sense its existence, the memories he had obtained surpassing its expectations. If it had delayed any longer, it would have never obtained a chance to step foot into this world.
The first time it opened its eyes as Jyorta, it felt euphoria. The feeling was unexplainable in words. After being trapped in a dark place for more than a decade, it had finally witnessed sunlight. It was the day when its dark and twisted emotions abated, recovering to normalcy.
'I mourn for the 28 lives I had taken. But, if I was in that situation a second time, I would have re-enacted the same. I usually strive for public welfare, showing great compassion and moral values. But, when left with no other choice, I will choose to save myself. If I have to describe myself in one word, it would be a Hypocrite.'
”That day…” Laila muttered, her expression dark. Without any mention, she could link it to the disaster she had faced. Moreover, it was the switch that brought out her true self, unearthing a century of preparations.
”Every time I sleep, I recall the incident. After I woke up from my coma, I had forgotten all about it. But something happened a few days after that, making me recall everything. After that, I could never forget it despite my efforts in trying to bottle it up.” Jyorta shook his head, his voice automatically turning hoarse.
”I never wanted the situation to repeat itself ever again. It was then, my sister told me to study earnestly. She said that once I finished my 11th standard, I could use the knowledge to empower myself. Only after my Induction Ceremony did she tell me the actual details.” He then let out a self-deprecating smile.
”I was tutored by Sir Rishinik Walta until a week before my Induction Ceremony. Only later did I find how expensive his services were. My sister used up most of our parent's savings and had to take dangerous missions one after another to support me. The least I could do is produce some acceptable results in exchange for that.”
”So, it was Sir Rishinik Walta; no wonder,” Laila nodded, her gaze heavy. She then slapped her cheeks, forcing herself to smile, ”Actually, his brother tutored me. So you see…”
”Haha,” Jyorta chuckled, letting out a fake smile. Finished with his food, he stood up, ”Let us both work hard so that we never have to experience it ever again.”
He took in the view of his blue soul, feeling the world become dark. There was his blue soul, looking big, emitting a blue hue. Hovering next to it was his subsoul, the tiny wisp belonging to his Wisdom Parasite, looking murky. It had also grown a tad larger as compared to a week ago.
The vision of his blue soul extended to a sphere with a radius of 1 metre around him. In this range, he could detect the existence of all souls unless they were blocked by a barrier. But, he experienced it forming only on Tier 3 Warriors and Espers.
As he turned around, he had taken a step when he activated his blue soul, focusing on his back where Laila had been sitting.
There was a blue wall to his back, looking extremely flat. Its surface was perfectly smooth, glistening like the moon. He couldn't see past a millimetre beneath the surface, the density of the wall apparent.
Jyorta took another step forward, going beyond a metre from the wall, finding a lack of souls in his range other than the ones in his body. He calmly walked towards the designated place to drop his plate, his gait smooth and steady. The blue soul in him had severed all the connections with his emotions.
'Based on the theory of the curvature of a Sphere, I wanted to estimate the size of her soul; but, it's flat. She is no subsoul; that is for sure. I wonder what happened between them when Ancestor Marble came to know of her existence.'