[SDU] [Chapter 17 –
White – Abomination]
Somehow, someway,
figured out a way, I ended up joining Blanc and Shiro to a nearby forest. We’ve been
inside the forest for about half an hour now. Shiro seems to be getting
exhausted but Blanc remained her composure as usual.
“How can you still be
alright after this long of a walk, Blanc?” I asked her.
“I’m used to it
already. My stamina has always been like this ever since I started feeding my
weapon.”
“Oh really?” Shiro
crossed his arms. “I think it’s probably related with that ‘thing’ on your
wrist.”
Shiro pointed to
Blanc’s left wrist, she was wearing some sort of armlet. It doesn’t look like
any other armlet I’ve seen before. Through closer inspection, it was
mechanically made and was in fact not forged normally.
“Oh? This thing right
here?” Blanc raised her left arm and explained, “This thing is called The World
Arc. It enables me to tame my Devourer. Without it, I won’t be able to carry it
with ease.”
“So basically I can
also carry that thing without The World Arc , right?” Shiro suggested so.
Blanc shakes her head,
“That won’t be enough. As I said, The World Arc enables me to tame The Devourer.
Without it, it will just go berserk.”
I crossed my arm and
said, “Hearing all of this made me realize how amazing of an ability you have,
Blanc. But, aren’t these all man made except for the fact that you also
extracted some sort of monster inside that weapon…So…what’s your real innate
ability?”
Blanc spiked down
Devourer and took a moment to relax herself. She then told us, “To tell you
guys the truth…The World Arc is also a limiter.”
“A limiter? What do
you mean?”
“It means that it
limits my ability. I’m not really…human. If I must be honest…”
Both of us were
surprised to hear that but we tried to remain calm about it and continued
listening to her.
“You guys heard of
some beast like the dragons or the big felines or even the deep sea fishes.
Those are all considered to be monsters as well, right? Some people even call
them gods for some reason. Other than the monsters that we all know, they have
their own species tree but there’s also an abomination type. This type of
monster basically goes over the top by mixing itself with as many species as it
could in order to adapt and to survive. It’s a lot worse compared to lesser
abomination like the chimera. Some of them could be a mix of more than 7
different species.”
“Where are we going
with this, Blanc?” Shiro was getting nervous.
She continued, “I’m
one of those things…I’m an abomination…”
“But…but you look like
a human.” I told her.
She shakes her head,
“That’s what The World Arc do. It allows me to suppress myself from my original
form.”
“So you’re not from
Francia?”
“I started wearing The World Arc at Francia.”
“So…what are you
actually?”
“I’m not sure if I
should entrust this to you guys. We just met today…and in fact, you guys might
either kill me or run away after hearing what I’m about to say…”
I swallowed my saliva
and told her, “Don’t worry. I can understand you in a way…Whatever you are…you
are still our friend. Even though I just met you today...”
Shiro nodded together
with me.
Blanc then slowly told
us the truth, “I’m what’s known to be one of the most dangerous monster in the
entire timeline…I ate everything in order to adapt. That also includes,
mountains and seas.”
“You’re…that…huge?”
“It was until I ate a
human that I’ve started to have…thoughts. I was able to think. I’m no longer a
wild monster following based on instinct. I was able to use my brain. It was at
that time where I tried to look for a way to become a human. But that will be
another story for another day. What you wanted to know is what am I before I
ate a human.”
“Yes…we are ready to
listen…” I gulped down every last saliva I had.
“I don’t have any name
since I was just a monster but the humans…the ones with thoughts…they call
me…The World Eater…”
“The World…Eater?”
“Yes.” Blanc pulls her
Devourer out of the ground and continued walking, “I give you guys some time to
think. I’ll await your decision whether to run or stay after I finish hunting, White. That goes to you
as well, Mr. Ghost.”
Blanc left us to think
about what needs to be done to her. She went out deeper into the forest to look
for bigger games. Probably some weird monster that lies deep in the forest. I
was trembling with fear as I tried to think about what she had said. I decided to
calm myself down by opening up a different topic to Shiro.”
“Hey Shiro…why Blanc
always calls you, ghost?”
“Oh that? That’s
because I’m not a human as well.”
“Ouh…Wait what?! You
too?!”
“Stop.” Shiro stood up
and explains himself, “I’m not like her. I’m not a monster. To be more specific,
I am not a human but I am also a human. It’s like that I think?”
“Then…what are you?”
“I’m dead. I’m a
ghost. But half of it. Basically I’m half ghost.”
“So when you went
through me back then…I felt a chilling feeling down my spine. It felt spooky. It
was you?”
Shiro laughed, “Yup
that’s me. Sorry for spooking you out there. I’ve been dead for a long time
already. But I didn’t possess anyone. Because surprisingly enough, my living
body used to have an ability to possess the death. And once I’m dead…I can
basically possess my dead body.”
“You…possess a dead
body? And that dead body…is your body?”
“I didn’t possess
anyone else, alright. It’s completely harmless when you think about it.”
“Yeah…your right.”
To be honest, I wasn’t
expecting my brain to be carrying a lot of this in just a single day…First it
was Blanc, now Shiro as well? Just how the heck did I end up with these two
freaks? Shiro continues to explain himself.
Apparently, Shiro’s
old self’s ability was called Phantom Power. It enables him to use the abilities
of ghosts. But since he is already a ghost…That power kind of doubled down and
became much stronger than any other ghost. Now this scared the heck out of me.
I never would have imagined that I would be hanging out with The World Eater and
a ghost at the same. But then again, I’m not much different than them. I’m kind
of a half dragon.
So Blanc doesn’t
really have an actual ability. She’s more of a…mixed bag. An abomination. No.
She’s a beautiful abomination. How can a monster be that cute anyway? As far as
I can see, her only ability is..well…eating. Is that even an ability? I guess
we can accept this one for Blanc’s case.
“But does that mean
that the sword is also her body?”
“Not really.” Blanc
returned with blood all over her clothing.
“Are you alright?”
Shiro was worried.
“I’m fine. Just some
blood spillage from the monster I hunted.” She shrugs it off as if it was
nothing.
“I see.” I nervously
said that.
“Anyway, Devourer is
actually a separate entity. It’s a monster that loves devouring anything. It’s
like a mini version of The World Eater. It’s probably my family, but who cares
right? It’s eat or be eaten if you think so. My parent hunted it down and put
it inside this weapon.”
“So you have to feed
two things now?”
“Oh not really, I’m
only feeding the sword. I don’t need to eat like a monster anymore. I’m as
delicate as a human now. I’ve been doing this for 20 years already.” Then, her
tone suddenly shifted to a more shy state, “But I do…have a big stomach…It’s
one of the flaw of being The World Eater…I can never be full.”
“It must be hard being
your boyfriend then.” Shiro interrupts, “Having to feed you and your weapon as
well.”
Her face turned red,
“I DO NOT HAVE A BOYFRIEND!”
“Oh, understandable.”
Shiro begins to mock her, “Because no one wants to take care of a hungry
monster like you. You’ll be fat.”
“Excuse me?! I am not
fat! You are dead! You do not have the rights to be saying that!”
Shiro then replied
back, “Well excuuuuuuuuse me, princess. I’ll have to tell you one thing that I
am not in fact dead. I possessed my own body.”
“You are still dead.
You are a ghost possessing a body. And that’s that.”
One by one they took
turns to talk about their superiority while I stood in the middle hearing all
these childish banter. I step forward and used Blink to keep them apart from
each other and used my wind manipulation to keep them from walking toward each
other.
“White…is this your
doing?” Shiro asked.
“Please stop it,
White. I want to punch this ghost right in his face.”
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” I shouted.
And so the day ends
with a rather confusing fight. In the end, both of them gave in and went back
home peacefully. Looks like Cyclone’s descendants are a bunch of weird freaks.
That includes me as well. Cyclone or his earlier descendant probably went crazy
and did some stupid things with a monster or something. But I’m not going
there…That explanation will be for another time…
TO BE CONTINUED
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