The fate threads came from the place where the painting was floating, In his vision, there was a hole in the void in its place. They were crawling toward Theta’s delicate body as if to devour her. It took Victor a couple of seconds to understand what was going on here.
Those were destiny lines connecting her to another world, some were bad, some were good. Does this girl have another story?
Reading the words, ‘Soul artifact’ in the description log, he realized that this was not happening in the material world but in the sprite one, no wonder his appraisal skill failed.
In the real world what he saw was just that the painting was sending many bursts of energy. But in the Fate world, Victor could not see those, they were fate neutral. What he saw was something else. In addition to the fate threads, A dark red worm made of many entangled black and crimson threads was materializing. It came out of the void hole and was making its way toward Theta’s mouth.
Victor was not sure, but he knew what this was. He had heard of it in his previous life. A soul transfer. Something in another world was trying to enter this world through Theta. And it was probably using some kind of energy as camouflage to fool the world’s defense system.
Once it takes its target body, it will gain its ID and would no longer be discovered by this world as it was now a part of it.
In the future, they would call those Demon Agents. They were agents that the major forces in the other world planted in this world using various techniques just before the reckoning. But why Theta? And how did they send the painting to this world? Too many questions that he couldn’t answer. He had some theories, but this was not the time to think about other things. He had to act.
After some thought, he took out a bottle of the soul poison, then after opening it, he used his disguise skill to hide Theta and replace her with a pillow, making sure that the poison bottle was in the place of her mouth.
…
It didn’t work. The worm kept heading toward Theta, This thing operates on the soul and seems to ignore the illusions of the material world.
Victor watched as more energy poured from the painting and as Theta’s body was getting hotter, she even began to moan in pain.
Victor cursed himself for being useless, if she was his blood slave things would have been much simpler, but he had no more slots in the skill.
Should he leave Theta to her fate? Victor realized that getting the painting was not luck, but fate. Something in the other world has used fate to tie this artifact to Theta.
And the luckiest thing that happened to her was meeting him. There should be a way…
Victor looked at the worm, it was crawling through the air as if it was battling a strong tide, and was only supported by the other energy. It was weak. Void travel was a very dangerous thing it seems.
He had read about the souls when he was studying the book of time, as what was transferred to this timeline was his soul that merged with the one from this world. So his soul must be much stronger. This was also the reason why the book of time could only be used once, as in the second transfer the soul would be too big to be sent in time without a big sacrifice.
After some thought, Victor decided to do something crazy, Too crazy even for him. But this was a gamble, and if it succeeded he was sure to gain a lot.
He had to do it fast Though. He used his disguise skill to change his name to./SYSTEM 11c54h/ first then made all his attributes including his authority into ones,
Then after one last thought, he opened his mouth and ate the illusory worm.
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The grand elder was busy carefully trimming the hairs inside his nose when a fat servant barged into his private room.
“Grandmaster….” The man stopped to catch his breath.
“Ahhh….” The grandmaster yelled as the man's shout, made him insert the scissors a little too deep. He quickly pulled it out and touched his nose to feel the red blood dripping.
He quickly used his handkerchief to cover his nose and took his sword and put it at the servant’s neck.
“You better have a good excuse,” He said angrily.
“The orb…. It broke.” The servant said, not caring about the sword.
“What orb?” The elder asked with a frown.
“The awakening artifact.” The servant said, making the elder blink twice then throw the sword and hurry into the ceremony room. Where the Orb that was the key to creating the Von Weise family lay shattered into a hundred pieces.