Chapter 6: Another Me?
And while the System was mitigating the 'excess' magic in Red Lith, a strange phenoma was starting to coalesce in his subconscious soul.
As the Light element withdrawed into the soul of Red, a ball of light started forming. Though minimally, it started forming a body similar to a baby. As the Light continued to gain intense light and continue forming, the Fire element rushed to his soul. There, the Fire landed in the middle of the Light element, where the 'heart' of the babe will be.
As soon as the Water element entered the babe of light, it flowed freely everywhere within, slowly passing through the Fire and sending heat and coolness into the interior of the light. Earth then surrounded it's surface and started taking on a healthy tanned coloration as it looked to be a healthy child with long, blazing red hair.
When Air entered the 'body' of the Light, it was already forming into a kid in the age of 2. This kid started to 'breathe' as the Air element continued to enter and retreat from the light. The Light kid's chest swelled and deflated as if it was living, and breathing.
As soon as the air passed the 'throat' of the kid, a silent voice which was almost like a man's voice, albeit croakier and younger, spoke out.
"Who am I?"
That first question was placated immediately by a mechanical voice by the system.
"You are Blood. You represent the 'good' elements Red can manipulate, and will serve as his mentor limit towards the path of magic"
Blood nodded his head as he grew quickly to the size of a teenager and where his growth stopped. As soon as the light faded out, he slowly descended downwards and landed on the pitch black floors of Red's soul.
As soon as the light faded, Darkness started forming in front of Blood. Curiously, he watched as the Darkness go through the same process he went through, albeit taking the 'darker' form.
The Darkness formed the vessel, whilst the Metal took over the skin. The figure's blood was compromised of Ice, and breath was formed by Poison. It did not need a heart for warmth since there was no need for it.
As soon as the poison passed through the figure's throat, a soft feminine voice called out towards the void.
"Who am I?"
The System then introduced the name and purpose of the feminine figure.
"You are Hell, and you are to serve as Red's manipulation prowess in 'dark' magic. You will serve as the mentor and limiter for Red's physical prowess."
Hell nodded and stared at Blood, who was also looking inquisitively at her. They stared at each other until they both raised their right hands and held each other, while maintining the intense staring.
Blood initiated the conversation as he smiled with his crooked teeth at the beautiful maiden.
"You're not half-bad" He replied with his naturally murky voice, to which Hell naturally replied to.
"You're not half-good either". They stared at each other for a moment before looking towards an almost transparent screen and started seeing their 'owner', or the one where their existence was accredited to, screaming at the skies.
Blood smiled wryly as Hell shook her head as she started walking away from Blood. With every step she took, petals grew from her skin and bloomed instantaneously, eventually forming a, quite literally, rose dress.
It did not have that much details, but the realism of several petals made one think that this dress was created by an expert tailor and specifically created this for the lady.
Since Hell's hair was as gold as the sun, her eyes had the shade of emerald that looked like actual crystals, and skin as fair as snow, the roses that formed her dress naturally complimented her figure as she gracefully walked forward.
Blood noticed this and excitedly follow through her, as his skin started growing deadly mist and forming around his figure and forming a sweatpant and hoodie attire.
He asked the System why it switched their forms to not fit their 'elements' and only received tbe answer-
"For Character Uniqueness."
He shrugged and entered through the door that materialized itself in front of Hell as they entered into what looked like a control room from highly expensive bases back in the Techno-Plain universe.
"So what are we supposed to be doing here?" Blood asked as he plopped onto a chair and randomly pressed any button and pulled any lever he could see. The System has obviously shut their authority over this room, as any button didn't do anything but stay still.
Hell looked over at Blood before sitting on a nearby tea table. She served herself some tea and started drinking it. Blood seemed jealous so she started staring at her with eyes filled with indignance. He sat opposite of her and took a bite off of the biscuit on the table.
"You will be allowed to place limiters on Red and unlock limitations for him once you receive your training. Once that is settled, you can be left to your own devices."
Blood stood up abruptly and cheered loudly, as Hell shook her head at Blood's behaviour.
She stared at his stained teeth, which was disgusting to imagine since he did have one shark tooth that grew awfully long.
She sighed and drank from her cup slowly while listening to the 'schedule' they will be going through in this space. Blood sat down too and started munching on crackers and biscuits as he grudgingly accepted the hell of a schedule he was assugned to.
Basically, they will be going into insane seclusion, even though they were nothing but mind fragments, and eventually forge the path for Red as he focused on bringing the uprising of literary works to light in this universe.
"Question" Hell quickly interjected as she stared intently at the void with her crystalline eyes. "Are we allowed to interact with our owner or do we have to meet a certain quo?"
"Excellent question. 2 years from now, the System calculates an unfortunate ending for Red in his adventure if he keeps exploiting his magic. Through the lie that is Anime Immersion, System has mitigated the deadline from 5 days to 2 years, giving Red ample time to prepare. Your role is to be a last straw trump card if he ever gets attack in his spirit or mind."
Hell nodded and stared at Blood before finishing her cup of tea. Blood nodded at her and smirked widely.
"So that means, if, we presume, Red survives the escapade, will we be able to be physically with him?" Blood suggested as he wiggled his brows towards Hell, flashing a toothy grin at that.
"You can be rest assured that although you will not be able to experience Red's adventure side-to-side, you will inevitably become the medium between him, his soul, and the System." The System replied mechanically as it teleported them away to their 'training area'
After the peculiar scene within his soul has come to an end, Red can still be seen sitting on the ground while grumpily mumbling about his lost abilities.
"Stupid system and stupid anime. I did gain an ability for cooking, but I still lost my greatest asset. I wonder if I could get it back someday" Red grumbled as he threw stones at some random direction, before accidentally hearing a 'growl' sound, like it was provoked.
Red stared at his hands and at the direction of the growl with bone-chiling fear. He felt like his body was being treated in a cold massage. His mind raced as he tried thinking of how to escape without dying or losing anything.
As he was silently contemplating, sounds of footsteps were steadily approaching him. He didn't notice it at first, but when the footsteps dragged nearer, He suddenly begun to be in high-tensions as he felt like he might die again.
And when the footsteps arrived almost ahead of Red, though still hiding in the shrubbery of the dark forest. He began hearing his own heartbeat. After what felt like an eternity the figure leapt out and growled lowly. It had thick midnight fur and the form of a werewolf, although a bit bulkier.
Red gasped as he tried reaching for anything within his reach as the monstrosity stared at him and ran towards him with unrestrained speed. The monster reached Red and slapped his head so hard he blacked out before he reached the ground.
With the monster as his last view before entering forced rest, he closed his eyes and felt like everything has been a waste since he hasn't done anything remarkable yet.
(Alternative Titles: "Soul within a soul" "That's a lot of damage" "Good night~")
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