blueteamnovel 382. Oboros Infinitas
382. Oboros Infinitas
382. Oboros Infinitas
“The burdens weighed in this room are alone enough to power an Atelier for a single night. I’ve never been so embarrassed at the sight of our elevated souls bickering like children. But here we are, standing in the same assembly I was defiled in.”
Satania stirred the unsettled air with her words. As this was the first time Oboros Infinitas had announced themselves publicly amongst the Moons and Stars, she set the stage with a dramatic, low-pitched tone.
It was a spiteful murmur.
“I despise returning to these heights. You’ve cast me away and now you’ve intentionally called the most wrathful here expecting obedience...” Blood was spilled between them in the past, and Satania made her resentment known.
The finger that once glided against her horn was now like a blade scraping against a whetstone.
“No. You know that nothing you do can tame this wrath of ours. Your eyes can’t stand to judge we who have already been condemned. Instead, you’ve called me here to bargain... you have no shame. No sense of forethought. Nothing. You’ve lost everything again.”
It was much more than spilled blood and countless years of grievances. It became comparable to the White Wing’s contempt of Elysia and stemmed from their distant history of the old world. The Arbiter didn’t express any visual changes. She didn’t react at all. Her unchanging demeanor was either her feigning ignorance, or because she truly did not remember why Satania despised her.
However, when she mentioned that she had lost everything again –
– One of the Arbiter’s tails, which rested behind Frost’s back, slithered halfway along her waist. Her moment of hesitance caused Frost to recall the Arbiter’s desperate scream when they were judged by the Icon of Judgement.
“Such is the burden that weighs you down. Your wings can only take you so far before they bar you in the cage you’ve created. But that’s why we exist. That’s why we were called here. To make wrongs into right. And that right is the energy you oversized bottom feeders desire.”
Her tone became increasingly hateful, but there was never a speck of emotional turbulence. Wrath coursed through her body as the arteries running along her neck began to emit a crimson glow. Frost, who had been passively absorbing the environmental Nex was suddenly usurped by Satania.
“A Nex Accumulator.” Nav immediately recognized. “Her stats cannot be seen either. She and the Beholders are all question marks.”
... we really need to understand how the hell RESIST works.
“Oh. I’m working on it as we speak. For now, it would be wise to maintain your focus.”
Yeah...
“The burdens we bear are what determines the quality of the Nex we create. From the infinitesimal to the infinite, they are what makes particularly awful beings so utterly scrumptious when you hear them scream as they descend into the inferno in their iron coffins.”
Justica Arms
ACTIVE : Minor Hyperlink
EFFECT : Teleport the user to another Minor Hyperlink Site
She always wondered why Justice strayed behind Judgement.
“These were found on the bodies of the healers. The Hell Trains do possess Minor Hyperlinks, but they’re severely limited. This bypasses some of its limitations. Our Impuritias enemies absolutely have something that can control Spatial Distortions too. Are you aware, Amalgam? That there are healers that have been found to be possessing such dangerous coins.”
Cer’s ears piqued, her jaws grinding painfully as sparks flew from her maw like phlegm.
“Sana... Someone tried setting Sana up as well. Fucking pieces of shit. Fuck all of them... Fuck that Herring!” Her smoldering hatred was known to the Council. “Hey. You! Tell me you found who the fuck did it to Orth and Thas! You have to know!”
“Cer...” Res whispered sadly.
“It’s under investigation. However, we’ve pardoned your brother for his crimes regarding this incident. We believe in a punishment to fit the crimes. It is through us that we can put the less desirables to good use. Amalgam. Through your eyes I can tell you’re just like Galia. Like us. You believe that certain people don’t deserve the liberty to die and be forgiven by death.”
Satania spoke the same language Frost wished she could forsake.
But unfortunately, after hearing of Orth and Thras again, as well as vividly remembering the traumatized Sana – Her blood began to boil.
Because Satania was right.
There were people that didn’t deserve the simplicity of death.
“Oboros Infinitas. Infinite Burdens. May the light of burdens feel like the weight of the world rests atop their shoulders. I am pleased that we are on the same page. Also. Between you and I – Healers are closer to us than those Angels. If they were to bare their claws hidden beneath those feathered wings, then there wouldn’t be a need to protect them anymore. They’d be the very embodiment of fear itself. Have you heard?
Healers are now doing just that. You were the first of many.”