Chapter 226: I got what I wanted. (1/2)
”Who called?” Two voices forcefully penetrated Arima's mind. Those voices were exactly the same and were worded identically. Arima's eyes narrowed as he felt the biggest headache he ever had. The three around him also suffered the same.
”What the heck is this?” Night almost fell on the ground while holding his head. ”Is that supposed to be their voice?”
Arima grunted. ”It isn't,” he looked at the weird shadows coming out of the circles. It wasn't clear but it didn't look like something organic at all. At best, it resembled something like an unfinished sculpture with holes all over it. ”I'm not even sure they are supposed to have voices. It's just a synthetic sound made to communicate with humans.”
He explained to Night and his eyes glowed red as he started to analyze the two auras. After a moment, the two figures who had been summoned finally spoke again.
”It's you…” The God said and noticed the other ritual meant for the Devil. ”How dare you call him in my presence?” The God uttered and Arima's soul realm shook. The latter even coughed blood but his eyes never stopped staring at the two Creators.
”Are you a follower of evil? Should I kill you?” The God's voice emotionlessly asked and the other monster stepped in with his own aura.
”Are you so petty now that you would break the rules and kill a human?” The Devil spoke and Arima's face darkened even more. His eyes were already bloodshot. He didn't even need to look to know that his three companions' state was worsening too. He waved his hand without delay and ejected them out of his soul realm.
”Wai-!” Layla couldn't even say something before she was transferred away along with Karma and Night.
”You don't have the right to talk, Slanderer. I will soon slay you as well.”
”Don't tell me you think you can bring me down, Prayer?”
The two creatures spoke to each other, totally ignoring Arima's presence. He was still silently observing them but his eyes were gradually closing.
'Fuck this… I won't be able to keep up at this rate,' Arima gritted his teeth and released his aura.
The two Creators promptly fell silent and focused on him again.
”To fight the extreme... you have to become the extreme yourself,” he muttered and the nature of his aura changed.
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Malum shuddered. ”…I hate this,” he mumbled and Shakti, who was walking in front of him, turned around. She gazed at him while eating a caramel apple.
”What's wrong?”
”Nothing,” Malum shook his head and walked past her. ”I just feel so small. Every time, I'm scared of a man who is supposed to be my virtuous alter ego. Seriously, I can't even call myself his dark-self at this point,” he uttered and Shakti opened her eyes wide in confusion.
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”What are you?” The God inquired. ”I don't remember creating anything like you. You even killed my Guardians.”
”Me neither. I never produced such a wicked thing,” the Devil followed.
They both were glaring at Arima. He had killed everything inside him. His eyes were even more blank than the time he faced Layla. His whole presence had gone through a drastic transformation. This new state allowed him to resist the dreadful pressure of the creatures he was confronting.
”A living being without emotions; such a thing is impossible,” Arima stated with a chilling voice. ”Because that's nothing but a monster,” he declared and his eyes projected two pentagrams. ”But I can become one to fight you.”
”Those eyes…” The Devil reacted slightly. ”I see now, why you summoned us. You're trying to understand what we are.”
The God stayed silent.
Arima's expression gradually changed. His emotionless composure turned into an insane one. His lips curved into a mad grin and his eyes became those of Angra Mainyu. He was switching from one extreme to another. He leered at the Creators with his double irises and the two pentagrams split into four.
At that moment, the Creators finally began to feel apprehensive. ”I only have one thing to say to you,” he said. ”You will never get to rule this Existence. I will kill those you sent. Collect their force and get rid of you.”
”We are your creators. Even if you're an anomaly which we failed to detect, you're a simple variable. If you force us to act personally, we even can erase the entire world and start anew,” the Devil retorted.
”Do you think you can't be beaten?” Arima squinted his eyes.
”We are not meant to be trampled or defeated. Angra Mainyu tried and he failed miserably. You will not succeed. We can't be beaten by a mortal. We were born to make and are fated to endlessly make them. You won't be able to break the cycle. I'm the Prayer, he is the Slanderer. We'll always be here and you will always be living under our watch and never be capable of reaching us,” the God responded.