The talk was over I think.
Rakshasa came to his final words to me as someone who seemed to care about me.
"You know how it ends, don't make me say it. Are you really willing to go this far when you yourself know the price?"
"Yes" I said.
Heathen was a bit confused.
The white room moved, we were ejected all over. Sam, Kora, Heathen and me were now merged within a single white room where Rakshasa was standing and us.
"What are you trying to do?" Kora asked.
"Trying to delay the inevitable", he said.
The room changed its appearance and started to turn transparent.
We saw that, the island was gone.
The sun was shining upon us, clear sky. I was at a heartbreak as I saw all the people living on the island, all creatures were being submerged in the large sea of flesh and turning into the gigantic blood and flesh of Rakshasa.
Rakshasa said, "Get out who wants to fight, leave my wife here in this room and don't anyone dare try to touch her. I am gonna rip the head of that person."
We were frozen by fear as he said those words with such intensity and anger.
The words were visible in red and voice was cracking in our ears.
We quietly moved out and my master finally gave me a glance, with not care or affection, but for fear, for me? or maybe him.
We reached outside and and saw the white room vanishing right before our eyes. There was no land, so we were levitating. It was thanks to Heathen carrying Kora and Sam carrying me.
The flesh body was completed, it was as if a real living man, but size of a spaceship. It was capable to just jump around and shake the planet.
Heathen asked,"you know what needs to be done?"
I nodded my head. I knew that.
Everything has a price, but that price can be something that Rakshasa knew. He is not evil, but just a being, who has grown too much. But yet, he didn't desire to do something that will hurt both him and his wife.
It was "sacrifice"
But causality was something that can't be sated with a single existence over life and death.
Right now, the one whose existence itself if world causality of millions is me.
My growth, my wishes.
I was that alone possible of 0.000001% that was just an incase thing.
After many years, that malfunction happened in the tower. It was me. A person who got regression within the dream itself, which turned into a growth and ultimately got regression in real life. I was that possibility.
But I am sure their were more of those. But I wasn't the only one. Some died early, some couldn't reach here.
But I was helped, by these wonderful people, who actually think of me as an amusement.
But thank you.
I explained others while being calm.
"Are you sure you can take it, what even can be a sacrifice for you? Your thoughts, your memories? What ?" asked Heathen.
"I have no idea." I said
"First I need you all to bring that colossal thing to a conclusion. It has no concious as Rakshasa has vanished with his both reason and consciousness along his wife."
They saw me, like middle class parents when a kid unknowingly asks for a BMW.
"Is it that easy my friend?" asked Sam.
I made that 'I don't know pose' with my hands stretched and head a bit tilted.
No matter, let's see where this goes.
Just be careful to not get me killed, also that thing seems pretty violent and seems to be suffering due to multiple individual personalities are tackling each other.