I entered when I heard the sound of wood being broken.
I looked around for the source to which I was shockingly supprised, It was none other than Arthur who had caused this damage.
I then saw the face of the tavern owner. It was easy to deduce that it was the face of a man who was in quite the dilemma.
After all I had solved their problem of famine and so in a sense they must feel like they owed me something.
But I also needed their vote for the preparation of my cathedral.
Whatever I can do , I should try to favor the tavern owner but also make sure Arthur is also not harmed in the process.
I quickly made a beeline towards Arthur.
"Sigh".
Arthur could not meet my eyes , it seemed he himself had realized that as a beyonder he must control his abilities.
I took out a paper figurine and spoke "Damage Transfer", immediately healing the wounds on the hand and the head.
I then looked at the shop owner and said "I will cover the damage expenses.
So only the table was broken right?"
The face of the owner changed immediately, I had solved his dilemma by saying that I would pay.
He nodded in affirmation.
I then looked back at the table , I brought my paper figurine close to in and spoke "Damage Transfer"
The paper figurine was split from the middle like a piece of wood.
The table was now back to its former glory.
While the crowd was intrigued by this display of magic and trickery.
I bowed and left with Arthur.
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"What happened master,you seem to be in quite a hurry"
I nodded and spoke "Yes, I have been called by Mr Fool for certain work"
Arthur suddenly glowed with admiration and excitement.
"No , you can't tag along , unfortunately this matter is of most difficulty."
Arthur wanted to contest but didn't, it seemed he had grasped the depth of his own abilities.
I continued "You may use my room if you need anything from there, I would also suggest that you practice combat"
Arthur nodded along as I continued speaking.
"Yes, that might work. When you head back to the shrine, ask if the saintess is free, if she is, then have a spar with her,if she declines, use my name."
Arthur nodded , one could tell it from his eyes. He was looking forward to this spar.
I then nodded and snapped my fingers.
I had entered the spirit world.
All manner of information flooded my brain , some familiar, some distant and other entirely new.
Before I could process this , maggots began to appear on my gaseous-plasmic body.
I was losing control even without having madness inducing thoughts
......….
My train of all thoughts had ceased, the maggots began to protrude from my body and began to die, as if my spirit body was being crushed.
Suddenly grey fog began to swirl around my body , the maggots calmed by its influence , my train of thoughts restored to its former glory. The signs of losing control were like a distant memory.
I looked around , all the spirit world was in pain from this madness inducing information.
Even the lights were being distorted.
I sighed , this kind of fight would most certainly kill me if I don't plan it way ahead of time.
Raising my hand. I moved the sefirah castle, causing the spirit world to shake around and the stream of knowledge to halt for a moment, within this time frame. I entered the sefirah castle.
What else can I do , to calm this ever maddening knowledge.
There are 3 solutions I can think of right now,
Concealing this info flux might work , and till then I can defeat this creature.
I would have to ask Amnesia or convince my sister about this , both of which have their advantages and disadvantages.
The second is to employ the death's ability at its full scale and trigger a death of all thoughts and then deal with the uniqueness , I don't think this is even possible at my scale, but should be doable , Gregace is under spirit world and so would also be suffering the same consequences
The third and most doable at hand would to trigger a massive error over all information and I could probably magnify it by merging the two characteristics and then triggering the sefirah castle, the only issue would that I would also show the world that sefirah castle exists and has intervened, and Flegara could exploit it.
But currently as the lord of this domain I don't have much choice.
I picked up the two worms of time characteristics and broke them, while I took out one of my worms of spirit and the grey fog surrounding me.
The countless light that looked as it hoarded fate and time began to merge with the other ingredients, creating an amalgam of my will and sefrah's authority that caused the king of angels characteristics to gain quasi uniqueness status and now could exert such influence.
To make sure this didn't harm me or this creation doesn't go rouge, the access could be vetoed at any moment and while this would have been an easy task for error to exploit this was a quasi uniqueness that won't have such control.
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[Amnesia POV]
I have been maintaining a journal for quite some time, it sure comes in handy to calm my nerves and preserve the human weakness of memory loss.
Having attained the human form once again, I had been helping the human subjects that I had gotten.
They had even started to pray to me for a miracle ,but unfortunately that is not my domain. So as the Goddess of Misfortune , I bless them by diverging their misfortune.
Looking back , it's only been 3 months and I have done quite well , that reminds me. I don't think distance is a variable for the suppression of a novel's plot .
The only unfortunate thing living with these people is the ever increasing superiority that I gain towards humans, to the point that I feel like my own humanity would feel inferior to me.
Also letting some spirit world creature make pact with some of my worshippers really sells the Goddess attribute
That being said, having believers does wonders to your characteristics and your balance.
Suddenly the door was banged, to the point of breaking.
Standing up , I quickly opened the door realizing the urgency of the matter
My own connection to my spirit was wavering, I could feel it in my teeth.
My Oracle and one of the few beyonders I had created during this time of preparations was standing in front of me breathless, his face had gone pale and there was this immense fear in his eyes.
Without even attempting to grasp for air , he spoke with a shaky voice
"My Goddess , the spirits , they were crying...., the people are turning into monsters ….."
Whaaat, the crying of my spirits or any spirit for that matter will not induce madness unless they were once beyonder themself.
I brought out one of my spirits that could communicate in Jotum.
The spirit that looked like a porcelain doll, thick red eyes, hand covered in red ribbons and nails as sharp as knives.
This was the wandering doll, one of the spirits that "Missfortune" owns.
The moment it appeared , it began to cough.
"What is going on anabelle, what has transpired in the spirit world for such mass madness to leak of spirits"
Anabelle was still unable to speak , but suddenly the madness halted , it was only for a moment, but it surely did.
Using this opportunity the porcelain doll spoke "Misfortune, it seemed that the spirit world had been flooded with information and only now did someone intervened to stop it even if it is temporary"
Before once again entering the state of agony that she was in.
Amnesia, having felt the status of Sefirah Castle that had intervened to stop this sudden flow of information, quickly realised that Nikolas had stepped in.
It was only natural that 'He' did so, He was the ruler of the Spirit World after all.
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I looked around at this newly formed quasi Uniqueness, I picked it up and entered the spirit world.
The entire plan had been reduced to this moment, countless spirits that had lost control or were under the process of.
I stood there for a moment as the status of the Sefirah Castle began to dwell within my body.
Quickly pinpointing the source for this madness, I took out the conduit.
The conduit and my status began to resonate and before long, information of the worm of time was being shoved into my brain, but now was not the time to complain.
Without putting much thought into understanding the abilities of the Worm of Time , I triggered the error symbolism , or at least what little it could replicate to cause bug and error in this madness inducing stream of information.
Within moments the spirit world began to undergo a rapid change, the lights that were diverging as if running away from something had now begun to swirl around the centre of the spirit world.
The past , present and the future once again began to influence the shape of my domain.
The creatures who had already lost control, began to show signs of calming down.
Snapping my finger, I made a wish, "I wish that the effects of the bizarre knowledge that originated due to the presence of hermit uniqueness and the Knowledge Moor are reversed"
The snap of my fingers reverberated as the creatures that were on the brink of death came to their senses.
I looked around before closing my eyes and moving to where my instinct guided me.
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Having been traveling for a minute or two I felt the aura of the hermit increasing at an alarming rate.
I extended my hand out as if opening a door knob, the space contoured and distorted as the things around me began to collapse.
The colors began to take form as the blackish brown made its appearance, then a foggy white began to spread like noise.
"Is that the grey fog?" I muttered as the surrounding was manifesting around me.
As I left the spirit world I looked around.
As the scene burned in my retina, a chill ran down my spine.
I was in front of the Great Wall , the wall of history that divided the Western and Eastern Continent.