POV Huntress

I felt it during our journey to Dark River city and Returned Glory city. We, Devas, took control over all troublesome hosts. And I was head of Devas. People around me respected me. That was different kind of respect, than one they had to Nameless. He was initiator and I was ruler. He was needed because he had brilliant ideas and I was needed because I brought stability and order. I was convinced that my rank as head of Devas was unthreatened.

We got back to War-Saw and I went back to my usual daily routine of management of Devas supporters and public relations. I did everything I could to put troublesome individuals under my heel. I couldn’t do much more against Diana for that moment. I was thinking about monitoring Bear, but we needed some time to enjoy our victories.

There is one problem, when you rule by exerting force around. There can be time, when all would subdue to your influence. Then, you have no more chances to show your advantage. I needed enemies to strengthen my position among Devas by subduing enemies. I was considering some conflicts against military forces or that international corporation. I knew, part of Devas would be against it. I needed some reasonable occurrence to make my move.

I was ordinary person. Then I was linked to bio-stone and I struggled at first. Then I was able to take responsibility for Devas, when Nameless, Sith and Lynx lost their ways. I knew, what to do to stay on surface. We built Devas supporters and expanded trade. When we put all those weird individuals that were hosts and didn’t joined us under control, I felt, that I was worth to have power, to lead Devas. Perhaps I was best suited for that, as I wasn’t walking with head in clouds or daydreaming and I wasn’t brute or sadist. I was making order around. Hail, girls, even Vivaldi were asking me for advices.

There was one place, where my influence was limited. Nameless and his lackeys did some strange project to ensure survival of magic abilities. After I got back to War-Saw I saw clearly, that he should use his time to build forces against Diana instead. We would win against her by sheer numbers if they were with us during confrontation.

Point was, how could I made him, them all, into team listening to orders. I saw only one way, by finding common enemy. I needed someone stupid enough to become our sworn enemy. Till I would find one, I needed to grow my influence among Devas by being reliable.

POV Nameless

We talked and had some understanding with cultivators. People of CHoMiA would change nothing for some time. We would stay Temporary Elders till they all would get to minor completion. Then they would discuss among themselves, how to proceed. I helped lightning users during first half of that day. I felt some disdain, especially from girls. I was too honest from time to time, I knew it. It was not my first time, when I felt pressure or disdain or even anger after some honest conversations. I didn’t hurt anybody here or even slight one. I knew, I needed to wait till emotions would fell down. For some emotions could never fell down and I would always trigger them, but that was way I always was.

In second part of the day I needed to visit my bio-stone. Time between visits was getting longer, but it was best to spend some time once in four or five days. I had some questions to Dee. I told cultivators, that I would come back in day or two.

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Dee was waiting on farm. Farm was in area of Underwood county. I came from that part of Poland and I liked those areas. My bio-stone informed me, that he was getting close to spurt of growth that would elevate him on forth level. It should come within week.

I told him about Yola ability and what she saw. That she saw bio-stones as sinister beings. He didn’t try to deny, that parallel to contacting host, he was also influencing me. That was part of his nature. Was influence at all that bad, he asked. He said, that he didn’t try to hurt me. But. There was big but. He reminded, that bio-stones grew in big part according to ways that human host acted, thought and felt. Probably extravert people would produce extravert bio-stone patterns. People who would take advantage if they could without punishment, would mirror themselves in bio-stones. People aren’t ideal. Not even decent at average. And it fits world we are living. If they were reflected in bio-stones, it was kind of disastrous. One person is limited in its growth. Also it’s limited how much good or evil one can do. Humanity learned to overcome that limitation by creating assemblies, groups, even countries, that worked toward common aim. If one have power eclipsing limit of single person, how much good or bad one could do? Mahatma or Churchill could show you how leveraged it was. Gandhi changed fate of today’s most populated country and Churchill was one of three worse war criminals of second world war together with Hitler and Stalin. Stalin killed thousands of unarmed people after capitulation of Germany, that was sold to him by Churchill. And Churchill knew, that Stalin would kill them. Churchill was in big part responsible for cold war and its atrocities. He played political game against Usa, because he was jealous.

Point was, that Dee wanted to tell me, that not everything was bio-stones fault. We, humans, had our hand in bad deeds one way or another. It was funny. If I was simple man, I would think, that because I was decent in my opinion, Dee was decent too. Those others, who were corrupted, were corrupted, because their own corruption was amplified by bio-stones. It could be so easy to believe in shallow truths. I didn’t believe it. If bio-stones amplified whatever strong patterns host have, then we would have devils and saints. We were lacking in saint department. I told that to Dee. He agreed, that power corrupted. And bio-stones were source of power. So, could I resign of that source of power? I couldn’t. I almost felt as on verge of abyss. I could collapse. What can be done?

-= There is natural feedback, that balances power. – Said Dee. – One power balances another. Competition is natural restriction to growth.

He hinted at something. I looked at him. He was overgrown stone submerged in flesh and blood. I saw him at that moment without usual filter of friendly being. He was like we all. He needed to eat. He would fight with other bio-stones for area he would call his. He was sinister and all sinister beings are killing each other directly or indirectly. There’s no paradise on Earth. Maybe there is no paradise in whole universe.

-= There will be war between Devas? – I asked.

-= Earlier or later, there will be. – He said.

Among Slavic culture, ancient culture, there are stories about demons, devils, beast. All of them individually are lot stronger than humanity. And all of those stories show, that those mighty creatures were banished in the end. Because they were infighting. When you look at humanity, at humans, we are almost the same. I hoped, that this word almost would safe as in future. That we are different enough from demons, that we wouldn’t destroy ourselves. It was slim hope, but when you were drowning you were catching to anything over the water, even sharp knife blades.

I asked, why there was so much difference between our sensory radar ability and Yola’s magic sight. Answer was kind of obvious, bio-stone influence was supporting survival and fighting magic abilities. We, Devas, were kind of sentenced to those versions.

I felt, I needed to go out after that talk. My bio-stone became source of my desperation.