Chapter 996 Nephilim's Dreams 3
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The memories once more changed, to a further future. In a dark night, as Nephilim walked across her room, she overheard her father discussing with another colleague.
"What do you mean there's no time?! Haven't we been working all this time to save this world? The Gates keep multiplying, and the entities that come from them continue to evolve and become more complex… Haven't we enlarged our lifespans to research how to stop this and save humanity?!" Nephilim's father cried.
"There's no such thing as hope anymore…" The other voice said, it sounded like the red-headed guy from before. "Our technology has advanced to the stage we've been envisioning all this time. Three hundred years was our limit, and we've barely made it… I've told you many times! Why don't you understand that now that we possess the technology, we can simply go somewhere else?! We are constantly ascending, our strength, our powers… We've even developed Aura and Divinities; seen in the ancient texts we've found within the ruins inside the Gates! We will become Gods!"
"Y-You're crazy… I've been only grown stronger to protect myself, I've never wanted to become a God! Julius… You're not the same man I remember, after that incident, you've changed so much… You used to be my friend. We shared a dream together, to save humanity with our intellect and our strength… Yet… you keep talking nonsense. This is not a fantasy, this is reality!" Nephilim's father cried. "I'm so close to it… To the secret behind the Dimensional Gates… So please, just let me…!"
"Let you? We've seen enough already. Your operations will be shutting down soon. Your affinity over the Dimensional Element is outstanding, I have to admit it…" The red-haired man said. "But this means nothing, even with that, you cannot save this world… And those monsters that are behind this, will never stop coming. They already announced it, we need to get out of here before their King appears."
"The King…" Nephilim's father muttered. "But we can stop him, if we fight together-"
"And then what? Half of the Awakened will die, or more… Humanity will grow even weaker, all to save the weakling, pathetic ants that don't deserve anything?" his friend asked. "You're delusional… We are destined to much more than to fight a battle that is fated to be lost. Listen to me, Henrick. You have a daughter; do you not care about her wellbeing? You can bring her with us, she will join us in Project Pantheon."
"I don't care about your stupid role-playing games!" Cried his friend. "I care about saving my world…"
"This is not a role-playing game anymore, this is reality, and this is our future…" His friend said. "I will wait for your answer. The project will begin in five years from now. You have plenty of time to think about this."
Nephilim panicked, quickly running towards the nearby bathroom and hiding her presence. She seemed to also be able to wield an Aura and used it to hide her presence.
The red-haired man walked out of the room, looking around, and then sighing.
"You're terrible at hiding…" He sighed. "Tell your father to consider this… I doubt you want to stay in a world destined to end, right, Emily?"
"…"
Nephilim covered her mouth, filled with fear as the man's eyes shone with bright blue light, he seemed incredibly menacing, his very Aura seemed all-encompassing. Nephilim couldn't even resist it, passing out in the spot.
After that, everything turned black, completely pitch black, as Nephilim seemed to fall into a dream within this memory.
And this dream was more like a nightmare. The darkness twisted around her, as countless infernal flames gathered into the form of enormous crimson eyes.
The figure of a titanic being emerged amidst this darkness, looking down at her.
"The Last Oracle, humanity's little messenger bird." It spoke with a terrifying voice; Nephilim couldn't even speak before his presence. "Tell them that I'm coming, to take what is ours. We were once expelled to the Other Side, but now, we will come back... Humanity… will PAY! It will pay for what they had done to US!"
The flames encompassed all of Nephilim, as they burned her endlessly, her screams of agony resonating within her dream, until they finally ended.
And then, the last and briefest of memory fragments. The entire world screamed. The beautiful cities were constantly burning on a hellscape of flames.
A gigantic crimson portal stretched across several kilometers, an endless army of demonic aberrations kept pouring from them, led by a single gigantic being.
The world… has fallen.
And Nephilim saw all of this in a gigantic airship, flying into the stars, tears flowed from her eyes, feeling regret and frustration for what had happened to the world.
"Father… how could you let this happen?! You… the only ones that could stop it… You're running away!"
Her father was behind her, feeling filled with regret, his entire body overflowing with a blue and red aura, space itself shifting around him, tears flowing from his eyes.
"I-I… I couldn't find a way… To end this vicious cycle… No matter how hard I tried, Emily… It would always go back to nothing. This world… it was doomed. And the cycle we created, will never end…"
Those were the last words before the memory ended. And that voice, and that speech about "a vicious cycle that never ends", it reminded me of someone.
A vile Evil God that controls Dungeons and can manipulate and shift Dimensions…
The Evil God of Dungeons…
This can't be just a coincidence, right?
Just… what are these memories?
"T-That's all… I'm still processing it, I don't… understand." She continued crying. "I don't even look like her anymore, I have lost her original body… Do I even have her soul, Sylphy? Am I Emily? Or am I Nephilim? What… What am I?"
Nephilim started crying, feeling increasingly more desperate, crying, and incapable of finding an answer… I hugged her tightly; I couldn't let her grieve alone.
"You're Nephi, my family's beloved maidservant, a goofy friend that eats all the snacks, and also a lovely girl we all love and care for…"
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