412 Words Have Power
[These creatures were bound by your threads during the last minutes of the war here] his next words started to unveil the mystery of these creatures and exiles, [They got bound to you, but lost their connection with you and their universe at the same time, making them stand in such dormant state]
“Lost connection with their universe? What does that imply?”
I got the logic behind losing contact with me. Per my channel gods, I was gone for an entire day, nowhere to be seen. I just popped up out of thin air, without any warning, falling on my knees as they described.
But what did losing contact with their universe meant?
I knew that the connection was severed when that portal got smashed. But why were they in such a state then? Don’t tell me once the portal was closed, these creatures and exiles were doomed to be in such a state.
That meant… Everything I did was for nothing! I just had to bid my time and wait for less than half an hour before the entire deadly battle would come to an end.
[Don’t get it wrong] but just as such disturbing thoughts rushed through my head, Sith’s voice rang as if he was able to read my thoughts, [If you didn’t take control over them using your technique, they’d still be connected to their hegemon and be active]
“I… See…” I got this point, “but what about this state? Why are they in such a state then?”
[They lost any reason to stay alive] he said such weird logic, [Don’t get that surprised. In that universe, other than big names there, forces must find a reason to stay alive. Just like these creatures here, they lost connection with their universe and their boss, and that would be you]
“So… I need to shout at them or what?” I got roughly what he wanted to say here, but didn’t get what to do with them.
[No, you just need to use your threads to control them again. But… There is a catch here, so don’t get excited too soon]
Once he said his first part, I was overjoyed. But when he added the second part, my happiness froze.
“So?” I asked with much doubt and nervousness. These big behemoths here were so hellishly strong to make me drool over controlling them now.
Just owning a bunch of them was enough for me to secure my spot in this apocalypse. And I didn’t just get a few, I got hundreds of them, close to five to six hundred.
Such a force was threatening to any major power in the apocalypse, including those arrogant Hectors.
Just remembering them made my blood boil out of control. All of this happened because one son of a b*tch of them decided to go crazy and throw even the universe we were living in.
In my eyes, such an incident couldn’t be left untouched like this. The higher ups of the system should do something and punish the entire race, make an example out of them to warn any other from doing the same.
Power and arrogance were intoxicating for anyone. I knew that. But I also knew it wouldn’t be easy for things to develop in the same way I wanted.
Anyway, I decided to open this matter when speaking with the higher up I owed souls to. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
Recalling him made me rethink our last deal. I now fulfilled my promise and did my part in winning this battle.
It was his time to honour his part of the deal.
[Your energy right now isn’t sufficient to control them properly] Smith’s voice reverberated in my mind, [You need to first take them to a place you control and they can feel at least there. You know what I’m talking about]
“My shadow world…”
[Indeed. It was built over energy similar to their universe. So they will regain their activity there]
“But… How can I move them there?” I got what he said, and understood his logic. For now I had to put them aside and not dream about using them before getting much stronger.
Taking energy into my shadow world was feasible. After all, that world was built over spiritual energy. But he was asking me to take living creatures and exiles into such a world, a feat I didn’t know how to accomplish.
[To do that, you’ll need to devise a new technique, one that can open a portal between your shadow world and here]
What Sith proposed was something I never thought about before. The first time I ever created a technique was done out of luck and much of coincidence.
But now he was asking me to create a technique from scratch, with a single purpose in mind. Would I be able to do it?
[Don’t think too much, you already have the basic principle for all of your future techniques] he read my thoughts before adding, [use your blood, it’s the real link between your cultivation and your techniques]
“Use my blood?!!” I muttered before, lost in daze for a few seconds, “I should use it to open a portal? But how?”
[This you’ll have to figure out on yourself] Sith didn’t help anymore. In fact he did enough already. [Just remember, sometimes words hold great power within]
As he said this, his voice started to grow desolate and weaker until it vanished. He was gone, for now. And I was left alone, standing in front of these mighty looking creatures in my massive shield.
So it came down to this… I had to create a new technique, one that could open a portal between this world and my shadow one.
“Words have power… So can I use the word portal to create my technique?“ Even if he left in such a hurry without telling me much about the new technique, he gave me such a valuable tip.
My blood, and using a word… These were the two basic things I got for now.
“Let’s try it out then,” I took a deep breath, checked the status of my spiritual energy to just get startled with what I saw.