#108
Thud!
The book slipped from my trembling hands, crashing to the stone floor with a dull thud.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I was completely stunned, my brain struggling to process what I’d just read.
Obliteration?
#107
Wait, the System has dead zones?
I always figured it was this omniscient, ever-present entity that was hardwired into my very soul. But it turns out, it’s more like a satellite with spotty coverage.
#106
Those words stopped me dead in my tracks.
…Not Fabio?
The thought raced through my mind, sending a jolt of panic through my body. I mean, sure, I wasn’t really Fabio. I was just some random transmigrator who’d possessed his body.
#105
Like hell I’d accept a blessing from a traitor!
Who knows what kind of crazy shit might happen if I did?
Besides, if anyone’s record is a chaotic mess, it’s gotta be mine.
I’m the one who hijacked this body, after all. A typical record is probably a nice, linear timeline, but mine must be...different. Like someone took a pair of rusty scissors and just spliced in a whole new perspective right in the middle.
#104
“...Are you really going to kill Athanas?”
“He’s a threat to the entire world, Fabio. A terrifying murderer who must be stopped before he destroys more lives. Eliminating him before he commits any further atrocities is the only path to preserving order.”
#103
He doesn't realize how close he came to being in danger, since he doesn't remember what happened...
“…I don't want to talk about this right now,” I said, getting up from my seat with a heavy heart. "The important thing is that you're awake and safe now, Athanas. Go get the Blessing of Healing. Your eyes are all bloodshot. I need to be alone with my thoughts for a bit.”
#102
What do you mean by an ‘intrusion’?
Was there really an intruder in the prayer room? The mere thought made my blood run cold.
That can’t be right. What about Athanas?
I quickly glanced at him, my eyes frantically searching for any hint of concern on his face.. But his expression remained perfectly composed, not a flicker of worry crossing his features.
#101
In polytheistic belief systems, even the most powerful gods tremble at the thought of being overthrown.
Look at the Greek gods for example. Cronus, the mighty Titan, was so consumed by the fear of his own offspring rising up against him that he resorted to swallowing them whole. And Zeus, the thunderbolt-wielding lord of Olympus himself, was haunted by the constant worry that someday, an even mightier being would emerge to claim his place.
#100
A chill slithered down my spine as I stared at the wax tablet in Callister’s hand. This felt like that horror movie trope – you know, where the creepy doll you swore you destroyed mysteriously reappears. Except this wasn’t a doll, it was that damn wax tablet. And it was back.
#099
You expect me to accept a blessing from a god convicted of treason? A god currently serving his sentence? Are you out of your mind?
I can’t imagine a faster way to utterly destroy my life.
Nope, not happening. Not in a million years.
#098
Huh? The Research Director?
Why on earth would the Research Director be here of all places?
[Meaning... Yes, that’s it! Meaning arises from difference. Information is born from these ‘differences’ and distinctions. If we filter out the meaningless and retain only that which holds significance...]
#097
What did Athanas realize?
Is Callister dangerous? Should I be worried about what he might find out?
I couldn’t resist sneaking a peek at Callister, only to catch him staring right back, eyes locked on us like a hawk.