Christopher’s parents are merely an insignificant part of his day because right after meeting them, he was presented with the task assigned to him by the higher-ups.
Turbulent fate in the entire country of Dela; potentially hundreds of avatars belonging to a man named Lucas Hum; capture any avatar on sight.
Christopher frowned as he stared at the image of the person known as Lucas Hum, and vaguely felt that the appearance of the man was strangely familiar. Even though he could not pick out exactly what struck as familiar to him, that strange feeling couldn’t be ignored.
He didn’t prioritize that feeling though as he had plenty of time to understand what that strange sense of familiarity meant. Instead, he looked up at the woman before him, and genuinely felt awe.
The person in question was a petite woman with dark brown skin, messy black hair, and thick lashes. She wore circular-framed glasses and a white lab coat, giving her a scholarly vibe.
Floating right beside her was a strange dark gray spherical object with a glowing blue lense shifting in the center.
A drone? Christopher soundlessly asked in his mind.
Not daring to look disrespectfully at the woman before him, Christopher inwardly recalled all the details he knew about this young petite girl with a strange sense of fashion.
She was a high and mighty Level 6 entity, a person simply known as the Sixth Seat of Aegis, whose real name remains a mystery.
Various details about her ability were rumored all across Aegis Headquarters, with various people listing out her grand feats, but in essence, she was a master of all forms of technology.
“Are all ten of you finally done reading?” she lazily asked as she took a sip of piping hot tea.
Besides Christopher, there were nine other Demigods currently prostrating themselves to the young-looking woman, with not a single one of them daring to be disrespectful in any way.
They nodded their heads hurriedly, showing affirmation to her question.
“Good.” She nodded approvingly and snapped her fingers.
The pad made out of nanites in their hands flew back to the floating orb beside her, absorbing it into its own body. Its size grew slightly, turning more rotund than before.
“The Third Seat himself had placed this issue at one of the highest magnitude possible. This person known as the Plague of Turbulent Fate, Lucas Hum, would bring untold chaos to the world if he and his avatars continue to spread.”
“We’ve already sealed all of his possible escape routes by sealing space and monitoring all transports across the land, sea, and sky leading out of Dela. All you ten have to do is locate his various avatars, and capture him.”
“By our estimates, the number of his avatars running is over a hundred by the bare minimum, with the ones we had encountered exhibiting at least Level 2 abilities. They can also commit suicide at will, with, as of right now, no way to trace back to the original using their corpses. So, be sure to do your best capturing them.”
“Don’t be too pressured on the capturing part though.” She helplessly sighed. “The Regional Directors of Dela had encountered their fair share of the avatars, and even they were helpless when capturing that little rat and his avatars.”
“It’s fine if we can just eradicate all of his avatars and kill the original. Either way, through capture of slaughter, the problem would be solved.”
“The only gimmick here is that the rat has incredible anti-tracking and anti-divination abilities—each of his avatars does. Even though there’s potentially over hundreds of them running around, we’ve only been able to find over fifty of them the past month.”
“So, be sure to do your best. If we let that source of chaos continue to fester, we might not be sure what will happen to the rest of the world by then.”
The ten of them nodded their heads and showed their full understanding of the severity of the situation.
A Plague of Turbulent Fate… Christopher recalled the name given to the man known as Lucas Hum and couldn’t help but wonder what turbulent fate looked like. Unfortunately for him, Christopher still hasn’t acquired any fate-related abilities, so he has no way of even peering into fate right now.
After being given more details regarding the task, the ten were officially sent off to Dela and were tasked to deal with one measly Super.
…
Choo choo!
In a region far off into the north of Dela, a train came to a stop as its wheels released a screeching halt. Billowing smoke was released from the train’s roof, with the doors sliding open.
Numerous passengers walked out in troves, swarming the train stop with people.
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Walking out inconspicuously among them was a young woman with flowing brown hair and lively green eyes. She wore a simple beige-colored shirt and a dark brown skirt, with luggage rolling behind her. On top of her head was a sunflower-shaped hat similar to straw hats worn by farmers, which arguably made her vibe all the more unique.
As she walked out of the train stop and arrived at the area outside, she was greeted by a marvelous sight in the far-off distance.
Two islands stood side by side with one another, with human settlements sprawled across the two floating landmasses. A single bridge connected the two islands, and beautiful beaches can be found along the edges of the two isles.
It was a beautiful place right beside the sea, with plenty of beautiful sceneries to be explored both on land and in the water.
The young woman’s eyes glowed brightly with anticipation as a smile bloomed on her face. Soft gales of wind brushed her body, causing her hair to flutter along with the wind, while the sunflower-shaped hat she wore nearly fell off.
She hurriedly grabbed her hat and pressed it against her head.
As she chuckled softly, showing the vibrancy of youth, she flashed a mysterious grin as green light flickered in her eyes.
“I’m finally here,” she lightly muttered, her voice as cool as early spring. “Insea City, will you finally be the city that beckons fate?”
The man, who was standing beside the mysterious woman, quickly looked away as if he didn’t just hear what she said.
What a weirdo.
…
Near the middle of the left island of Insea City, a white car stopped at a junction and the door opened with a click. Stepping out of the car was the same mysterious woman as before.
She paid for the fare of the taxi and the car drove off without the driver saying another word.
“How antisocial.” She smiled and dragged her luggage behind her as she moved through the city’s winding roads. Even though it was her first time arriving here, she navigated it as if she had a map of the whole area at the back of her palm, and she quickly made her way to her destination.
Along the way, she managed to glean insights into the uniqueness of the city and compared it to her knowledge of the way the other cities in Dela were built.
Perhaps due to its close proximity to the sea or due to the natives having a particular fondness for flora, the streets were filled to the brim with plant life. On every street she looked, she could see potted plants, shrubs, trees, and even roadside benches where she could sit under the shade, protected from the heat of the sun.
The buildings were also less imposing and towering, allowing the people to view the pleasant blue sky more clearly.
There was a distinct sense of creativity looming in the atmosphere, with houses and stores having their unique style. It wasn’t just a monotonous splash of shades of gray but was instead a canvas dotted with vibrant colors.
It’s a lot livelier compared to Civer City… She looked around with bright eyes and mumbled. “And the plants on the streets are such a nice touch.”
Her walk then finally came to a close as she arrived in front of a decently large two-story building.
The two-story building had beige-colored walls with white accents and a dark brown wooden door. On the ground floor of the building, the front side had a large glass pane covering most of the front wall, allowing people outside to see the empty shelves and counter within the room.
Taking out a key from her bag, she inserted it into the dark brown door and it clicked open, signifying the woman’s ownership of the empty building.
As the door opened, the woman expected a cloud of dust to rush out but was pleasantly met with a neat interior with no visible dirt or filth.
“Neat…” she walked past the rest of the ground floor and took a casual visit of the other rooms besides the large empty room with plenty of space, and saw a few other tinier rooms where she could store various necessities and use them to her needs and wants.
When she finally finished her short exploration of the ground floor, she arrived at a short flight of stairs and soon entered the second floor of the building. Just like the floor below, it was a completely barren place with barely anything to be found.
On the second floor, she could find the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and even a living room along with a few other vacant rooms to be altered to her whim. The only problem here was that many of the things needed for a functioning house were missing, like tables, kitchen utensils, or toilet paper; she didn’t even have a bed frame inside her bedroom and would be forced to sleep on the floor at this rate.
“Fortunately, I came prepared for things like this.”
A strange light began to gather at the tip of her index finger as she poked it into the empty air, and light around the poked air began to warp and bend. Tracing her hand down, a large crack was torn open, revealing an empty space behind its expansive darkness.
Level 3 Space-Time Manipulation!
She waited for the crack to stabilize and prepared beforehand by lightly waving her other hand. The moment she did so, the skin on her hand and forearm began to shift into a greener hue and grew thicker and more robust.
The green pigment deepened and her skin turned similar to the texture of tree bark fused with tree vines, with a rough yet smooth sensation at the same time.
Her strange vine-like hand extended outwards like tentacles into the torn open hole in space, and as she pulled back her hand, a wooden table along with a container full of spoons and forks was taken out.
She placed those objects inside the kitchen and pulled out more objects from the hole in space to quickly fill up the emptiness of the second floor.
After a few hours of hard work, she was finally done with decorating the rest of the second floor and plopped down to the living room bed-couch, burrowing herself deep into a mountain of vegetable and fruit-shaped plushies.
She flipped around, stared at the brightly lit ceiling, and murmured, “This ain’t good for my back!”
Luckily for me, I’ll be the first avatar to finally be free from the restriction of massive food requirements with the existence of my sunflowers! She grinned smugly and quickly walked down to the first floor.
Along the way, she grabbed a signboard out of the void of space, with a few distinct words written on it.
Walking out of the house and arriving outside, she stared at the gradually approaching nightfall and said softly, “Let’s see just how effective this beautiful face is once I open shop tomorrow.”
She turned to face the dark brown wooden door and tiptoed her way to hang the signboard on top of the shop’s entrance. After struggling for a while, she finally managed to hang it and stepped back to observe the appearance of the front of her shop.
“Laura’s Flower Shop…” she mumbled the words written on the signboard and grinned.
Well, I better finish up my preparations for tomorrow. She sighed and went back in, staring at the empty tables and shelves.
“God, I cannot wait for my body to evolve beyond peak Level 0 and deal with this stupid back pain.” Laura’s fingers transformed green, and vines extended out into torn-open holes in space. I should have prioritized my body earlier, but that’s what happens when you have to spend two weeks living in a forest when you were first conceived into existence.