Will of chaos-Chapter 1618: Cap 1616: Paradox

Pov Érica:

I really don’t know what else I can do to make this stupid magic work, throwing the bottle in my hand across the room where it explodes into pieces that soon come together again as if it were new.

"How can I harmonize a Soul-Devouring Curse with a Demonic Corruption and a mental magic?" (me)

"Used separately their effects do not overlap and used together they cause interference in all aspects, even at the most basic level of Mortal magic it only works with great side effects." (me)

"The stronger it is, especially at the Divine level, it becomes almost unfeasible, the rejection increases... what to do... what to do?" (me)

"You are a Goddess whose power is linked to Chaos in a branched way, so why not use that?"

"Before being a Goddess, I am a magician, the process of research and understanding the theory is important in fostering results." (me)

"Using the power of chaos can indeed turn an impossibility into something favorable, but it becomes unpredictable, the results will be different every time and I won’t be able to use the research data since I used a tangent outside of the theory." (me)

"I can only use the powers of Chaos as something complementary to increase the existing chances of success and strengthen the desired effects with the possibility of adding mutation possibilities, that would be perfect." (me)

"To reach this stage I first have to go beyond theory and do acceptable practical experiments with the 3 techniques acting together as one." (me)

"A Ritual of 3 magic circles with 63 complementary links seems like a promising path."

"I thought of a more minimalist approach of 33 magic links and using a triple-reinforced magic crystal with specific customizations." (me)

"That could work, but if you want to use the power of chaos in the end as you said, then you should increase the complementary magic circles for the connection and decrease the ritual materials, so you can restrict the unpredictable effects of the power of chaos."

"That’s... an interesting approach that I hadn’t thought of... thank you." (me)

While thanking him, I was writing down everything he was saying and already making changes. I will have to think more about future possibilities, so after having everything written down, I turn to face the polite invader who granted me a new perspective on my studies.

His face was young, blue skin along with Demonic horns and eyes. His variation of the Demonic race is unknown to me. His hair and arms are beautiful, matching everything else, but the Divine Power emanating from him was wrong. He didn’t belong to this universe, revealing himself to be an Evil God. The strange thing is that his Divinity is complete, which I soon understand the reason for when I feel traces of Anomalous Power coming from him.

"I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Érica... would you be...?" (me)

"I’m Davoth, nice to meet you... I’m not an enemy and so I would appreciate it if you could deactivate all these traps pointing in my direction." (Davoth)

"I’m sorry for not believing you, you’re more than suspicious and showed up unannounced in a place that shouldn’t be accessible without invitation." (me)

Okan wouldn’t let a stranger in without warning first and if he was in danger we would know, there’s no way he could be here without Okan knowing.

"I’m not truly here, this is a projection using a Demon Soul, I’m projecting who I am and I chose you to meet us like this since all the other candidates would have attacked before even hearing my words." (Davoth)

"And these candidates would be...?" (me)

"The other wives of Zenos, which by the way is the topic I would like to talk about, but for that I would like to go there in person." (Davoth)

"You can talk to the Saint of the Blood Goddess if you want to confirm my identity, I’m not an enemy, I also don’t want to hurt Zenos... maybe a punch or two at most... he caused some problems in my plans, but I’m not an enemy." (Davoth)

"Davoth..." (me)

The type of magic he’s saying he’s using is something I’ve never seen before, he got here so quickly and precisely.

How did he mark the coordinates?

How did he project his will through a Demon Soul?

Most importantly, what does he want with Zenos?

I had many questions, but now wasn’t the time to ask them, meeting him after talking to Vanessa would be better, I need to confirm who he is before making preparations with the others.

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Pov Zenos:

"Good job... see, it wasn’t that hard... hahaha..." (Callidora)

Callidora was still in her armor, small scratches and fine puncture marks on her armor as her eyes shone with bloodlust.

"You tricked me... it was a trap." (me)

"Yes, you found out faster than expected, it must have been Tarzor." (Callidora)

She didn’t seem bothered by me exposing her plan, in the end it had already happened and there was no need to talk about it anymore besides a little bit of my wounded pride.

"Why do all this?" (me)

"..." (Callidora)

Callidora doesn’t answer right away, an eye opens in the sky, an eye that seemed to see beyond the Soul itself, the eye carried all hell inside it while the iris seemed to be made of writhing heads piled together.

That eye was only open for a few seconds before closing, but Callidora smiled abnormally, it wasn’t her usual mocking smile, it was much more disturbing with her eyes shining in a bizarre way.

"You really figured it all out, it seems that Tarzor became a little too talkative, but he still kept going and with wonderful results... hahaahahahah..." (Callidora)

Callidora looks at me, I didn’t even see her move as her face appears inches from mine, her eyes showing a scene of catastrophe between the two entities fighting, one of them being Callidora while an arm with 7 long fingers emerges from the infernal clouds, the claws were serrated and there were patterns of red flames running all over the arm.

As soon as this happened the large insect did something too, its head opened letting a horrible light appear, my senses were not able to comprehend what happened next.

When my vision returned, I was giving in to my claws and returning to the Infernal cloud, and the insect disappeared without a trace.

What was left was a shattered space where infernal flames seemed to burn everything, forming an Infernal distortion of laments, and that was when I blinked my eyes and saw Callidora right in front of me again.

"I already sent him away, I got what I wanted and more..." (Callidora)

"..." (me)

I didn’t ask her again, I tried to feel Tarzor and Freya’s conditions, they seemed to be fine, but Hinata was different, inside Tarzor her body melted into a grotesque mass of energy from which formless arms seemed to try to escape, mouths and eyes opening and closing from different places while a strange energy floats around her, causing a tingling in my brain just by seeing it as if it were wrong.

The rings she absorbed with Freya’s help were all around her, but unlike before, these rings now looked like snakes biting their own tails.

I didn’t understand what this was and tried to extend my will through the connection I share with Hinata, that’s when I saw it, a silhouette that I couldn’t distinguish as if it existed and at the same time didn’t exist, a total paradox.

I thought at first that it might be Hinata, but when I looked closer, Hinata was lying in the fetal position sleeping while her mouth was chewing on a piece of the universe in her hands like a child playing with a piece of candy.

Suddenly I just felt the eyes of the silhouette lock onto me and I didn’t dare look at her before she disappeared, my Will and perception once again in my body.

Callidora was standing in front of me, this time she was in lighter and more perverted clothes covering very little while almost showing off on purpose, no kind of injury could be seen on her body and her eyes were as if she was living a Show with the smile perpetually mocking back on her lips.

"What was that?" (me)

"Is this the return of someone...? Of... something?" (Callidora)

"How can I describe this..." (Callidora)

"Better yet, I’ll let you figure it out on your own." (Callidora)

"Wait! What are you... CALLIDORA!!!!" (me)

Suddenly an Infernal gate opens beneath my feet, already opening as a strong suction pulls my body inside. The last thing I saw was Callidora waving at me, laughing, which only served to increase my anger.

The next thing I saw was returning to the Communal Temple. I was in the basement where large volumes of blood are stored for sanctification before the weekly religious rites.

I was standing still, angry at Callidora for doing what she wanted before discarding me again. She doesn’t care about anything or anyone other than Niryna, who in her eyes must be an extension of her. Even I am just something related.

But it wasn’t just Callidora I was thinking about. That silhouette was still there, marked in my mind.

It seemed like something that didn’t exist and yet it was.

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It seemed cold, but it gave off a feeling of warmth.

It seemed far away, but it felt so close to me.

It seemed cruel and yet comforting.

It was like a set of opposing things trapped in the same being where none of those things applied, it was a total paradox.

"Yes... it was like the definition of a paradox..." (me)

"What was that thing...?" (me)