Xermolipi trembled as Kyriachos glanced at her.
This was the being who many attribute to be the Lord of the Fallen. It was by his power that Tyrannus committed murder. It was by his nature that the Fallen Phaulos was born. What was her charm to this man who had separated himself from the entire world?
Xermolipi was never afraid in most moments of her life. The undeniable and uncontrollable lust that she feels drives her. But before Kyriachos, what were her emotions? Fear gripped her heart and even stopped her power from appearing as she stood before the Lord of the Fallen.
Even when Xermolipi understood that she would not die, she was still unable to manifest her charm.
Martha began to explain what Kyros had seen in the other world. She spoke of the End and Oblivion and how the remnant soul of the Charmed Fallen was so enraged that it decided to ally with and allow Mechiel to wield her powers.
As Xermolipi listened to Martha's outrageous tale, a mixture of fear, disbelief, and hatred rose over her. The story and ending of Fate were far different than what she heard. She was among the original Fallen and had known the true battle between Fate and Destiny. The lover that she stole away from Zelah and many others who pursued her told their side.
Many from Fate and those on Destiny's side had pleaded to join their side.
In the end, Xermolipi made her decision. She chose Destiny. But hearing the future set for her, she raged.
"Lies! This is not true! Is this the lie that Beginning spread among you? Is it not because the Being of Falsehood stands with you that you create this insane version of what will happen? This is not true! Beginning wants to end it all! As it was in the beginning, she wishes to bring everything back into one connected entity! Does not Beginning want unity to merge everything even before the First One Severed cut himself off? Isn't oneness the goal of beginning?"
"...What? No! That's not what Beginning wants! Why do you guys believe such a wackadoodle explanation?!" Martha laughed.
"It's easy. Destiny knows the future. They just have to make one lie at a time with their knowledge of the future to make things more believable." Kyriachos answered.
"No! That is not true! Lord Kyriachos! I respect you and even fear you! But do not be swayed to the side of these unity freaks! You are, after all, the Lord of Darkness! They have the liar!"
"Great Gallen Guy, Kyriachos. I am curious too. You claim that they make one lie at a time... But how are these lies supposed to hold support? How can such lies work against Gods and the Fallen? And isn't the Charmed Fallen correct? I am with the Nephilim. I am almost certain that his real father is a liar! He could even be the lord of lies!"
"Hm... that's not accurate. If anything, Kyros's dad is the lord of Falsehood. He and Truth are a Duality. Two, that is one. One cannot exist without the other. For something to be true, there has to be false. The answer three or any other number must be false for one plus one to be two. But yet... until this world achieves Eternity wherein all dualities will now have their final state, truth and falsehood have yet to be decided. Who decided that the fire was hot and not cold? Who decides what is and what is not? Who decided that creation was one at the start? And who decided that the world was cut off and divided? Destiny has Truth because every beginning must have its end. Kyros's father can lie because he is a falsehood. But he must stand with the Beginning so that the truth about all things having their beginning and end must stop. It doesn't mean he is the father of lies. Lies are improper representation, distortion, addition, and subtraction of whatever is true. Someone on Destiny is a true liar. And he has lied to all of Destiny's allies."
Xermolipi trembled as she heard these words.
"That is a lie! You cannot fool me! I have seen proof of this! Isn't this why Fate and Beginning killed Hyperion Steel?"
"Fate didn't kill Hyperion Steel. It was End's team who did!" Kyriachos laughed.
"You do not have proof!"
"Well, I have." Martha smiled.
"I am married to Aron Steele. A descendant of Hyperion. He has seen the vision and has the power of True Cut. How did you think we managed to awaken you from your seal? How do you think those insults reached you? True Cut was harnessed along with Tyrannus's power to get those words to reach and enrage you!"
Xermolipi recalled the painful wounds that struck her. The words that cut deep into her were still stinging as her anger and rage were still inside the depths of the conflux of her emotions.
"True... Cut?"
Kyriachos raised his hands and revealed the memories of Martha that showed Aron in his fullest form when they trained in the temple..
The avatar of Hyperion had cut through the realms to make an appearance. Even when Aron had yet to reach Crown, he could still bring out this aura and make his powers unmatched among his peers!
"...No! Impossible!" Xermolipi cried as she saw the power of Hyperion.
"Face it, brat. You've believed a lie. But, honestly, I don't blame you. Your enemy is a liar."
"If you don't believe me, stay with us. We have the perfect person who can bear you and be your medium. Mechiel has the soul of the Blood Calamity and has even gained a remnant of your soul. If you don't believe, then believe in yourself. Go and merge with Mechiel and see the memories you had in the Unrecorded Pages."
Xermolipi fell silent.
"I can help with that. And just so that you won't try anything funny on my descendant, I'll seal you in so you won't be able to move. Your soul is so weak after fighting Oblivion that you won't be able to survive unless you become a soul parasite." Kyriachos waved his hand, and the darkness began to bind the souls of Xermolipi to Martha's.
The process was very fast. Unlike the case with Puff, who had a more stable soul, the state of Xermolipi was similar to that of Calaminus and Kyros when the Nephilim awakened.
Martha smiled as she felt the power connection.
"Interesting... This is Charm? I already have a feint amount through the Coven's power. But now, it seems it'll even increase. I'm sure Scarlet will be happy."
Xermolipi was shocked as she could feel her power surging from Martha.
"...Freaks! What freaks...!"
"Anyway, Martha. Before you leave. I have bad news. Speaking of Dualitys, another member of the Duality beings is finally moving. Whatever the Nephilim is planning, you need to hurry it up. Complete it within the next two months."
"Why? Which Duality is moving?"
"Well, since you freed Xermolipi here, the memory of many Gods and Fallens about her naturally returned. Those who had been in her spell longer remembered her. But now, the cry of beauty, a damsel in distress, will cause many men to move. This is so stupid that it has called out the Duality and enemy of Kyros's mother. I believe you have guessed her to be Wisdom? Now that I also remember bits and pieces of her through you, I can tell that the stupidity of this universe will spur him to act once more."
"Who is this?" Martha asked.
In the realms beyond, the team of Histerion was being driven back even after Histerion managed to land several attacks on Lanthanou. But all of a sudden, Histerion felt strange.
"Hm? I made a mistake in writing?!" Histerion was confused. It was impossible! He was the Historian of the world! How could he make such a careless stroke? But his joy became his undoing. He was so joyful that he fooled around, and this mistake allowed the side of End to make their counter and drive the team back.
"Hello, boys and girls!" The chuckle of a young boy was heard as he floated and appeared.
"I'm back!" He announced.
"...Oh? It's you! To think you'd be so strong that you'd make me make such a foolish mistake." Histerion laughed and prepared for another attack.
But a portal opened, and Wisdom immediately released a majestic power that pushed back and created gods and fallen avatars that made its attack.
End and his team moved back as the attacks approached the young boy.
But the young boy clapped his hands, causing the avatars of many gods and fallen to suddenly attack each other.
The power of wisdom that called out numerous powers was used against her as the many gods and fallen who hated each other began to attack each other. But the driving power was not anger. It was simple stupidity.
Wisdon's eyes turned serious as she glared at the trickster of the universe. However, it was the being that enraged her the most. Her Duality and greatest rival.
"Folly."
"Wisdom? Is that you? How fun!" Folly crackled a strange laugh.
"We're retreating." Wisdom ordered.
Histerion and Beginning began to retreat.
"We have done our purpose. It seems one who Oblivion sealed has been freed. But, though she is of Destiny, that child will not take her imprisonment lightly." Wisdom answered.
"Are you so sure, Wisdom? I'm back. People are bound to do crazy things!" Folly laughed.
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