Chapter 32 Satanification!
Bobby glanced inside it and saw only a pitched black dark abyss on the other side of the lofty door. Clearly, he was hesitating to go inside it; sometimes something unknown was a really scary catalyst for human emotions, striking them, and also cowering them in fear to take any further action.
" I always thought that being chosen, the host of the unholy system, you must be some eccentric, fearless, crazy-ass, elusive psycho." Cynthia scoffed inside his head, " Hmm, but, it turns out that I was wrong. You are just some namby-pamby idiot who doesn't even know his own shit. What a disappointment?!" "Hah! Scaredy cat." She added after a silence.
She spoke in her usual sweet tone, but it turned out as a loud thundering tone with each of her words blasting inside Bobby's head and it kept resonating inside his head.
Bobby snapped as he began to shiver with anger as her words strike hard both to the deep corner of his heart and soul. His blood began to boil and henceforth his heart also began to throb rapidly, reverberating and producing an incessant throbbing sound as if his heart was hammered, causing a sharp pain inside his heart.
"Aahh! You-dare-to spoke to me like that. " Bobby shouted word by word as if her provocation had crawled inside his nerves and had blown-a-fuse in his head. Meanwhile, something seemed to change in his blood flowing inside his blood vessels as it began to turn golden slightly. As a consequence, his outward physical features also began to change slowly. First, it was apparent that his normal blue eyes turned to golden and further changed to fiery-red-golden eyes. And various red veins began quite visible all over his skin, especially in his face, and also his pointy black hairs turned golden and began to grow rapidly. The most apparent change was the pair of horns growing gradually from his forehead.
"Ah, this is…this is.." Cynthia, who was carefully observing the change in Bobby's body exclaimed, " This is Satanification!"
She further observed him carefully and muttered softly, "I just want to invoke him a bit. Did I overdo it? But what a surprise he could activate this bloodline. He was not supposed to and able to do it until he reached level 10. But still, he couldn't control the overwhelming power behind it. Alright, let me stop it before it goes out of control." At that time, white color steam fumed from the Unholy System which was residing inside Joey's head. It diffused all over his body, especially inside his blood vessels and finally in his heart, cooling them all off. His eyes' color changed to blue again and also his hair returned back to the short pointy black. Afterward, his horns also rooted back under his skin and finally disappeared.
"Bobby, are you okay?" Cynthia asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Bobby answered. "But what the hell is just happening with my body just now?" He asked, remembering all the changes he felt just now.
"Ah, all this time, you are still conscious?" Cynthia asked instead, considerably surprised with his response.
"Yeah, I'm all conscious." Bobby responded, "It's just that in that short time, my mind went wild and had a strong feeling that everything in this world is just insignificant like ants," And he continued, skipping, in his head, "and I had a strong sense of toying them all. I just feel that I was myself at that time and everything I had been doing until now are just facades or an act to impress my family. Hmm, I really like to have that feeling again."
"That's very natural. And you don't need to worry about it. It's called Satanification, which is something to do with your Lucifer Morning Star bloodline." Cynthia explained, wondering that he might be freaking out inside, but it was totally the opposite.
"Satanification!" Bobby murmured. "And what is with the white fumes, you send inside my body? It's really refreshing," he asked.
"Umm, that is my holy grace." She responded briskly.
"Holy grace?"
" Yes, for us angels, holy graces are like the Origin Chi of you humans. Not exactly but in a sense." Cynthia further explained, "And the very nature of my holy grace has the strong resilient property to deactivate your bloodline."
"Alright, you have wasted nearly 10 minutes. Quickly go inside and begin your training." She reminded him.
"Oh, I almost forget," Bobby said and stepped inside the giant door. It also disappeared out of nowhere as Bobby stepped inside it. The vast hall retained its peacefulness again.
As Bobby stepped inside the completely stark darkness, he could feel that his body began to disintegrate into a beam of energy mass. And the next moment he began to aware that he was standing before a white building the shape of a Colossus female angel exactly the same he saw earlier inside the hall.
He then glanced around him first and saw that he was in the middle of a vast brown-yellow salt desert. The giant structure of the naked female angel was the only thing that was worth seeing in that vast desert.
"So this must be the Martial Art Training Virtual Realm," Bobby mumbled to himself and saw that the door which was at the foot of the structure opened up. He then took a stroll and walked through the door. The door shut automatically the moment he entered.
He found himself inside a vast cube shaped-hall with white surface four walls and the roof seemed to be opened as he saw the vast azure color sky and the slow movement of those white clouds.
He looked all around and saw that there was nothing around and wondered, "Is there any button to start my training?"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The very moment, Bobby heard the familiar beeping sound in his head. He then saw that a new notification pop up in his mind as,
[ The Martial Art Training Virtual Realm is active.]
[ Chose which types of training Host wishes to exercise; Weapons Training or Bare Hands Training? ]
"By Jove!" Bobby cried, "so it also works here. Then, Cynthia, can you hear me, too? "