Such an eerie laugh followed the silence that all things seemed to shudder as they listened to it.
In front of Kai and Petyr, the two Megs laughed, looking at each other. They chuckled, sneered, snorted, and pointed at Kai with disdain.
“Slave? Servant?” one Meg said, stepping out. “I have thought too highly of you, I am afraid, Blood Demon. I thought you were a shrewd person. Your aptitude and deduction skills are beyond your age, I agree. You may or may not be the Butcher of the 2nd floor. I couldn’t have cared less. You have Dementor’s blessing, and you caught me off-guard last time. I commend you for that.
“But you dare to presume that you can take me on and threaten to kill me? Have you lost your mind? Do you even know who I am and what I am capable of?”
Petyr replied to this admonition with a low chuckle of his own. “What ARE you capable of, pray tell?”
“Humph!” Meg snorted. “The little strength you have clouded your eyes,” she said. “You haven’t even recognized my robes, have you? Tch! Tch! The first time I met you, I knew you had grand ambitions, but you are ignorant. Ignorant beyond redemption. Ambition and ignorance have always been a deadly combination, young man. How many Contestants like you have I seen dying because they reached out for something, and yet be ignorant about it? I have lost count, to tell the truth.”
Kai and Petyr shared a look. They indeed did not know what she was talking about, and what was the significance of those robes.
“This is the exact reason my master wants you,” Petyr said, his face now solid and expressionless. “Kneel, my lady. Kneel and serve him as you serve the Temple, which cares about you as one cares about shit.”
The paper Megs went silent. From somewhere, the real Meg was watching him, Kai knew. Yet, even Selene’s Skill hadn’t picked up on her.
“You know nothing,” one paper Meg said finally. “You may be strong, Blood Demon. Strong for lower Sets, I know. But haven’t you heard? Skills make soldiers, Abilities make Kings! Let me crush your dream first, young man. I have a Master Ability. Not even scores of different Advance Abilities can match it.”
And now, the two Meg said simultaneously, their voices resonating with each other, power brimming out of their paper-mouth like strikes of thunder on a cloudless night.
“At the height of my career,” they said, proudly, “I was the personal student of one of the founding members of Akatsuki from the Naruto World, Konan. You lack even the intelligence to show fear upon hearing this name, I know. I am the Grand-disciple of a legendary Sannin, you fool! I am over 100-years-old. Yes, I have lost my Stats, Skills, my Items, and my Tiles, but I still have my most potent Ability. You think I fear you? Wake up!”
Kai felt the weight of those meaningless words on his shoulder. But it was the Character who rebuked Meg.
“Words are nothing but wind if one doesn’t know what they mean,” Petyr said. “You were this, you were that, but now, you are nothing. You may have been some prominent figure. Yet, now you refuse to see the truth in front of your eyes because it looks absurd and makes little sense?”
Petyr went as far as he could toward Meg. “You speak of Abilities,” he continued, “then let me tell you something. My lord has 7 Abilities. Two of them he had even before entering this Primordial Tower. Two of the rest are Advance Abilities. And, now hear this clearly, one is an Elite Ability.”
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Meg gazed at Kai as if he was a monument that had just parted the earth, coming out into the world from an ancient past. She opened his mouth to say something, but Petyr didn’t give her the chance.
“If Abilities make Kings, then my lord here will be an Emperor,” Petyr proclaimed. “Kneel before him now, and you will not regret it like you regret your choice of coming into this world at the behest of the High Priest.”
Kai looked at the two Megs in their shocked silence. He had never thought of fighting her. All Kai wanted was to crush the meaning of existence for Meg. He had handled many enemies, and people like Meg submitted only to a force unimaginably greater than them. A fight had only one result, her death, Kai knew. But in this war of words, he could get much more.
Her pride in those sudden words had come as a surprise to him. But he knew by the time he would be finished, Meg would have already lost all her inner struggle.
He was the right choice for her. If she must serve, then only he would be the choice. Kai would make sure of it.
“These are just claims,” one Meg said. “Even if he has these many Abilities, and a Worth to match them, he can’t match the monsters of the higher floors. The High Priest would never let me go.”
And then Kai knew it was the time to let her know that he was the only monster she needed to care about right now. He stepped forward and kept walking until he reached the middle of the open area. Behind him, Petyr vanished, and the two paper Megs gawked at the sight.
Kai’s hand flicked, and a saber appeared in his hand, bringing their attention towards him. Another flick of his hand and a black-colored book appeared in his hand. When he opened it, a smoky veil came into existence. Cersei walked out of it and sneered contemptuously at the old woman. A mass of silver mist left him and materialized as the Ghost Serpent. Selene slithered around his shoulders, hissing at the emotionless clones.
For the first time, Kai opened his mouth, looking down.
-If you want a reason to bend your knees, then I will give you one- he hissed.
The hiss echoed so loudly, terrifyingly, and filled with a murderous intent that all the nearby Pokemon cried, leaving their nest. A black cloak appeared around him, as his feet left the ground. The tattered strips of cloth billowed behind him without wind, and an overwhelming sense of despair and depression spread out along with blue-frosty cold.
Kai looked up towards the sky full of twinkling stars and smiled. Someone was hovering up there, which Kai hadn’t noticed before. Someone with white wings and a black body.
Kai stared at that figure and spoke word by word.
“I… have… Glitch.”
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