"Friend or foe. Choose!"
Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King (Little Swarm): ?
"Hmph!" Seeing Ruan Mei's creation offer no response, Stelle scoffed coldly.
"Looks like I, the Galactic Baseballer, have been underestimated..."
Though the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King said nothing, Stelle could more or less grasp its thoughts.
It's just that it's never heard of me, the Galactic Baseballer! It's just underestimating me!
Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King (Little Swarm): Hold up, sis, what's with all this nonsense?
Watching Stelle's rapidly shifting expressions—her mood flipping faster than a page in a book—the Little Swarm, not even a year old, was completely at a loss for words to respond to this idiot.
"What I've lost, I'll reclaim. Those who underestimate me, I'll make them eat their words!" Still seeing the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King maintain its disdainful, dismissive attitude, Stelle finally lost her composure.
She seized the ring and instantly refined it, shouting:
"Help me, Lady Lumina!"
As her words rang out, the ring on her finger erupted in a dazzling green light.
After flickering for a moment, the green light surged into Stelle's body, imbuing her usually cold and sardonic face with an air of holy radiance.
"This... this is the power of my Lord!" Little Swarm's eyes lit up instantly, and he began to dance wildly, swaying like a fanatical believer witnessing a divine miracle manifested by their God. He was so consumed by fervor that he seemed to have lost his mind entirely.
Especially considering he was a bug, his flailing movements... well, they were at least somewhat entertaining to watch.
"Huff... so this is the power of an Emanator?" Feeling the surge of power coursing through her body, Stelle suddenly felt invincible.
Even if those high and mighty Aeons came, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single swing from my Galactic Baseballer's bat!
With this power, every trash can in the Cosmos will be mine!
Stelle puffed up like a pufferfish, radiating arrogance.
"Hmm?"
Soon, Stelle snapped out of her power-induced reverie and noticed the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King before her, dancing wildly as if possessed.
Recalling its recent humiliation at her hands, Stelle the Trash Can Aeon felt it was time to settle the score.
"A thousand years of resentment—how will you repay it?!"
"Starcrusher Swarm King, the reckoning begins now!"
Stelle imbued her baseball bat with Lumina's Power, staining the silvery-white bat with streaks of green.
Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King (Little Swarm): ?
Startled by her words, the Little Swarm snapped out of its daze. It stared at Stelle, who stood before it, her face radiating righteous fury as she prepared to carry out divine justice and settle accounts. Once again, the Little Swarm felt a large question mark forming in its mind.
This person really is delusional, isn't she...?
Why would the Great Creator favor someone like her...? Just because she's pretty?
In the eyes of this Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King, entirely clad in Lumina's Power, Stelle appeared foolish, weak, and her words seemed nonsensical, lacking cause and effect. Yet she acted so pretentious.
A creature with nothing but a pretty face—what right does she have to be favored by the Great Creator?!
I refuse to accept this!
With that thought, the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King's gaze turned bitter. It yearned to transform into Stelle's form, to usurp her place in the Great Creator's affections.
"What are you staring at?" Stelle retorted, noticing the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King's peculiar gaze.
"What's it to you?" The Little Swarm, already annoyed by Stelle's presence, grew even more irritated.
Thus, the two locked eyes in a tense standoff, the atmosphere thickening with a palpable sense of impending conflict.
3...
Silence descended, as if a countdown had begun. When it reached zero, a fierce battle between the human and the insect would erupt...
2...
1...
Bang!
Before the countdown could finish, a baseball bat crackling with Lumina's Aura slammed into the Little Swarm's face...
0...
In the next instant, the countdown completed. The Little Swarm was instantly sent flying, its massive body crashing against the blue protective barrier with a series of resounding thuds that Stelle found deeply satisfying.
Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King: ?
Weren't we supposed to fight after the countdown?
As the sensation of fracturing bones spread through its body, the Simulated Starcrusher Swarm King was utterly stunned.
Stelle: You're right, but rules are meant to be broken!
The countdown only constrains the law-abiding, the kind-hearted, and the truly innocent.
But sorry, I'm not one of those.