Chapter 23: Argos...
He forgot the outside world... The damages has been done, he is renewed.
"Ah... In the light at last." He said as he smiled for a brief moment as he appeared through a wound in level 11. He No longer remembers the rules he has set on himself. Only some moments, There could be hope for the return of the softness and mercy of "the child". But now... What was left was just "Him".
He looked around as he stepped into level 11, the change of commands was strange, he had full control and now... He was forced to do things on his own. But why?
He began walking as he started searching for the headquarters where he would have a small talk with the one that caused him this pain. Looking from corner to corner, he finally found the headquarters after hours upon hours of searching. He smiled maniacally as he saw the building burning down in his head.
And without warning he opened the doors and entered, he was met by Eyes, looking over him in disbelief and somewhat fear... He was supposed to be dead, Argos Killed him for his "Sins".
Yet he was standing before all of them, even when the guards let him pass because Argos ordered them and they gave the news that he was starting to make his way to the headquarters. They didn't expect for him to get there so quick, when there was the rift that separated the headquarters from level 11. But his pursuit? It closed the gap and put the headquarters where they belong.
In that instance A spear tried to pierce him from behind once more. But this was now predictable. Before the attack he saw that there was no one that could harm him. So in the last second into a blind prediction he moved out of the way, before he saw Argos in person... He smiled as he knew that Argos missed his chance to win. And looked at him as it tried to cut him with the side of its spear. But to no avail, it now simply passed through him. "Tsk, tsk, tsk All out of hope already?" He said as he put his hand through a portal which let him grab on its neck and with a bit of movement push him onto the ground and drag him on the floor.
Perhaps that was enough inflicted pain? Physically...
He let go of its neck and simply stared at him as it tried to quickly pierce him, but to no avail. He looked down on Argos, as he used one of his privileges. "Bow Argos!..." The child said as he looked at it standing there in attempts to refuse to carry out his will. "Oh and drop that weapon of yours." He added, before he pushed on with his power over the entities of the backrooms. Argos struggled trying to hold onto its weapon for long, as his grip slowly weakened. There was no hope in defeating him if he is aware of an attack.
The Eyes looked as their leader was on the edge of failing before this child.
He stepped forward and looked Argos straight in the eyes, asserting his dominance over it. Until he began to question his actions, did he truly want this... A whole community to suffer just because he dies once... This body wasn't his old one. It was a alternation of his old one. He looked down upon him and his anger turned into a stare of pity. And with that his control over it, just shattered. "I am~"
Argos quickly attempted to end the child's life, renewing its hope and the one of his people. "Sorry..."...
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Argos stopped right before his spear could reach the child's neck, those words they were genuine. As if his intentions to kill him suddenly vanished, even if he could end him this instant, it was fighting against it. Hands shaking with the spear gently touching the child's neck from time to time. This moment felt like eternity, a decision he truly wasn't sure if he could take. He looked through it with the eye he created. Creating a being... An angel alongside the theme of weirdcore. A floating Angelic blue eye, instead of a head.
This was required for him to realize that he can glitch his appearance into something else. And now with this new angelic look, perhaps he finally found a name for himself as his memories before the void began to catch up with him.
The glitched angel.
Yet... That is just a name, not reality. He found what to be called. But he still hasn't truly found his name.
There was nothing that to cut his throat, because he didn't had a throat in this chosen form. The child summoned a portal behind himself, before walking through it, while quietly saying. "You have been forgiven..."
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