Mia was keeping herself alive by thinking to herself that if she just survived another second, someone might come. The damage wasn’t causing pain so she could withstand it. Then everyone was brought in front of her and Zignus said something.
She began to feel pain like no other and suddenly she found herself inside her soul space. There she was strangely calm as she saw the chaos that was her being.
If she had any suspicion that something was happening to her soul before, the situation before her confirmed. The two parts of her soul were now together, like two marble balls that crashed into each other and got stuck on one another. No merging was happening, just both parts battling for control while trying to do the same thing. Maybe that is why Mia was just unable to really do anything while her friends were fighting.
As she approached what was now her soul, two figures made themselves present. John and Mia, at least in astral form. Mia was taken by surprise since as far as she knew, the her that was seeing all of this was the true soul of this body, a fusion of the both halves.
The two figures touched her and suddenly some explanations just popped in her mind. These astral projects were just the materialization of the unconscious desires of her two halves. Things that she wouldn’t normally be able to perceive actively herself.
“I wanna go home! Everything hurts! I want my mom!” The Mia part of her said, impairing images and feelings of the last few days on her. All the pain, emotional and physical, the longing for her family, her friends, her life of pure happiness as she just lived surrounded by people who liked her. Along with those feelings came also a feeling of confusion as to why people are trying to hurt her and everyone around her.
“We need to help them survive! They are just kids! It’s our fault this is happening! I will not leave anyone behind!” The John part of her said. What he impaired were not memories or feelings but pure cold logic. The ‘why’s and ‘how’s everything is or might be happening right now. What she could do and why she should do it. Along with all that, came a sense of responsibility like nothing she had before. Even if she died, she would feel satisfied if she at least tried to do what she had to do.
After receiving things from both sides they both vanished and a literal wave washed over Mia. All the emotions that she kept in check over the last few days hit her like a tsunami but contrary to what she expected would happen she didn’t break down, she just had a moment of clarity that really made her understand herself a little.
Who she was going to be was still up in the air. Her two halves wouldn’t truly merge for a while but one thing was clear. Both parts of her loved their friends and family in their own ways and wanted to do something to help them. But as it was now, they could come to an agreement like before. The unconscious part of her souls wanted something to be done and only the conscious part of her could put all of this energy to use.
If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.
The confusion and rage of her child about the situation she found herself fused with the cold and calculating but caring part of her adult self to create a cold fury that questioned everything and would seek solutions.
“Why are people always going after those I love? Why do people have to get hurt because of me? Did I do something wrong against the universe? Is it wrong to wish to be strong? Why can’t people just leave me alone? Never once did I instigate someone with malice, so why does the universe see fit to throw problems at me?” Mia asked herself, everyone and no one at the same time. Tears went down her astral self as the rage of all the suffering that she ever saw in both of her lives so far passed through her mind. With every image that popped in her head, thousands of solutions to those problems were brought up but in the end, there was only one option that could be used to solve all her problems, one that made itself known.
“K̴̡͖͙̥̜̳̬̜̙̊̑̄͑̅̃̀̍͘̚͜͝I̴̦͌̋͌͌̍L̶̨̛̹̩̮̙͎̪̹̣̯͈͔̈̒͒͊̉̌̈́̍̊͋͜ͅĹ̶̛̜̳̱̱͕͍͉̦̼̈́͑́̑͌͜͝͝ ̶̡̼̜̝̬̹̳̊̈͗̓͗̓̕T̵̡͌́Ḩ̸̢͉̮̠͖̫̜͓̯͓̉̿͊͑͋̏̀Ẹ̵̦̫͈̫̳̠̠̩̘̐̀̐̈͑̑̈́̓͗͋̈͜M̴̧̯̰̼͎͓̝̱̦̲̙̥͈̼̼͐!̷̨͎̮̙̬̣͉̬͍̦̭͓̗̫͈̮͊̐́̂̅̈́̉͝” A strange voice said.
“That’s right…”
“̸̨͖̠̣̟̠͓̙͍̖̭̩̉̎̑̈́̾̐̾͝Ȉ̸̧̨̻͊̈́̅̃͌͝F̸̧̧̭̮̻̩͚̳̰͔̞̯̣͔̲̽͑̔͑̂̓̀͐̃̆͗̉ ̵̢̗̗͌̈́̀̉̾͂̐͌͘̚͠Y̷̡̝͕̹̝̼̹͉̲͐̐̑͌̂̆̇͌̅̑̂̌͊͂͘͘O̵̭̯̥̝̟͓̜̰̾̉͜͜U̵̢̧̡̦͇̲̩̺͎̬͍̲̖͊́̿̿͂͜ ̷̛͚̖͍͓̟͍̯͙͖̗̱̝͍̌͆̓̂̿̃̅̎̐̀̑̽̕Ḵ̴̡̗̈͛̈̅̍͊͌̔̿̚I̶̢̡̲̘͓̜͇̱͓̪̰̣̬̣̖͊͆̓͑͂̅̋̔͒̅̎͌͊͘͠L̵̩̗̞͖̗̼̥͍̘͎͕̄̾̀̽̇̓̄̈́̊̌̔͘͝L̸͇̫̞͖̝̘̆̉̈̎͂́̔̾̕͝͝ ̶̢̡̞̹̠̣̯̣̗̞̖̞̤̻̻͛̎̇Ţ̷̡̩̳̫̞̞̯̮̖̩̯̼̂̑̄̀̎̈́͛͗́́̀̔͆͆̾́͜ͅḨ̴̜̖̙̲̪̲͌̓͜Ȩ̴̛̹̜̙̜͎̲̉̾̏͐̇͌͊̂͊͛̉̕͘͝͝ ̴̡͕̠̫̫͕̯̣͊́̆̓̓̅͒̾̈́̃̍̊͋̿̚͜͝ͅÇ̵̧̗̮̥̫̝͈͙̙͍̔̀͑͘͘ͅĄ̵͉͗͋̂́̕̕U̴̯̰̗̬̦̪̤̫̘̾̅͂͛̑̿̑̀̊͂͐̀̿̍͐Ş̷̢̻̖̻͍̞̠͓͉̪̦̫̠̥̪̏̈͐E̵̡̺̩͓͇͙̦̼̼̮̦̽̿̎́̃͠ ̶̨̛͍̮̟̹͐̓̓͑̅̍̌̆̎̃́̂̈͘̕Ơ̴̹̏̿̇̽́̏̓̅͒̕̕F̷̧̨̻͚̼͇͍̰̟̰̑̋͛̚͜ ̸̫̗̼̭͖͖͂͂̊͑͑̚͝Ȳ̷̨̰̤̹̭̟̣̘̠͚̊͑̌̈́͑̔̌͌͂̚͠O̸̢͇̺͔̰̿̔̏̑̐͛̐͜͝U̶͚͚̒͗̂̇͋̀̾̓̿̓̄̐̓͘͠͠Ŗ̴̮͈̠̬̫͖̃̈͛̚͜ ̸͖͓͇̖̖̖͎͎̬͈̭̦̟̽ͅͅP̷̛̛̹̝̲̙̈́̈̈́̄̉̉́̀̚͜ͅŖ̶̨̡͕̳͇̞̼̣͍̦̗̈͆O̶̢̻̞̘̘̮̹͌̋̓̀̇͛́̈̊̓͆B̵͓͎͎͋̄͗̍́̋̍͆͛̈́̕͘L̷̥͉͚̫͇̠̣̯͖͉͎̀̄̈́̾̑́͆̏͗͜͠͝͝͝E̴͓̤̘̞̬͖͙̮̞̱̓̉̿̈͑̀͊̐M̸̪̄̇Ş̷̢̼͉̥̻͎̮͐̊͂́͒̉͛͐͛̅̀͠,̵̼͖͚̤̲͉̠̮̞͛̀͛͜ ̵̠̠̩̠̹̗̫͉͎̽̒̓Ţ̶̢͓̫̘̠̘̭̫̿̏̇̄̋͂̂͂̀̕̚͝H̸̤̞̥̥̠̥̫̞̖͎̅̄́̐̐͝E̴̡̟̪̞̓̎̔͘͠Y̶̡͔͖͓͔͕̻͇̤̜̅͒̂͌ ̸̛̘̮͔̦̗̹͎̤͈̺͇̈́̋͆̋̓̿̈̐̒W̸̫̼͚̞̻͇̞̝̯̞̆̈́̽͆̎̀̀͌͝Ḯ̶̱̱̱̻̉̈́L̸͎̘͇͓̣̻͕͈͎͆̎̀̿͐̂̋̅̑̿͑͊̈́͜L̴̥̰͈̳̞̰̲̼̟̖̥̪̈́̽͜͜ͅ ̵̡̧̧͓̙̫̩̲͂͗̉̅̓ͅͅN̵̛̯͎̮͆Ȏ̷̬̥̤̬̩̺̘̎̅̉̐̏̑̔̕Ţ̸̛͔̤̫̜̩̘̭̝̟͙̿̓̌ ̶͎͚̹̙̣͓̩̟̤̣̒̑̒͊͒̋̋̏́͐͜͝B̷̡̜̾̓̐̈́͗̚̕͜È̶̦͔̼̙͈̩͊̌̍͗̈́̈͐̈́͒̈́̽̂ ̸̬͉͉͖͆͐̀̂́̆̈͗͒̎̑̃̑̄͘͘P̵̗͈̭̲̥̹̲̎̚͜Ȓ̵̢̨̼͍̤̘͚̹̄̓̓̈́͐̽͗́̒̃̅̀̌̒̚Ȏ̴̢͔̫͙̣̗̼̃̎B̴̧̢̹̫̘̮̪͇͔͉̝̙̳̣̬̬́̋́̀̅̚͝͝͝Ļ̵̢̬̬͛̉̑̿́͂̄̾́͐̍̚E̷̦̦̙̜̺͇͈̮̤̠͔͔̰͐͌͛̌͌̑̊͠M̵̩̩͓̟̗̦̝̪̱͈̗̣̣̃͊͊̀̾̔͒̈̚͠͝Ş̴̤̣̫̺̮͕̈́̿̾̏̀̂̋̈̎͘ͅͅ ̵̢̗̭͓̞͍͖̘̦̲̠̣͌͒̾͆̇̽̿̿̎̀ͅͅÁ̷̰̗̬͚̮̣̤̬͉̣͇͇̏́͝͠ͅN̷̢̢̮̠̦͉̱͖̓͋̎̍̓̌̃̾̀͜ͅY̵̻̪̰͌́̾̋͆̆̀̐̑͑́͌̍͘M̴̧̨̯͎̳̹̯͂̈͆͌́̐̽̓̇́̿̄Ŏ̵̢̜̣͎̪̰͕̲̦͙̠̻͚̤̬R̷̛̛̘̖͕̭͛́̆͐̋̽̂͑̏͑͗̆̄̚Ḛ̶̛̃͋͒́!̷̱͉̝̫̹̖̦̹̤̲̾̋̄̎͊̏̌͊̚͘͠͝”
“Yes! Then I can be happy.”
“̸̖̩̈́̌̅̈́̾̽Ġ̶̡̡̼̞̹͂͘Ó̶̡̢̥̳̼̭̦̈́̆̓͊͂̇̐͘ ̸̡̣̗͕̙̮̝͚͎̜̔͗̽̈͂F̸̟̣̀̓̈͜ͅÖ̶́̍̒̈́̑̀̓̓̂͜͠ͅŖ̸͉̘̪̘̬͙͓͓͐͂̀̄̕T̸̛̟̘̗̹̼͋̉̂̀̚H̷͇̿̈́̅̚͝͝!̷̢̢̟̐̋͑̓̎̊̉̈́̔͘ͅ ̵̧̻̫̫̪̙̬̆͋͆̽I̶̙͖̝̤̿́͆̅̽̎̿̚͝ ̵̛̳̬̪͇͍̗̗̀̌̾́͂͒͒̈́̀Ẁ̵͕̘̄͑̈́͂̎͒̚Ȋ̸̧̲̿͗̄͛̅̕L̶̬̭͍̗͚͉̲̤̉͑̎̓̂Ḻ̵̼̅̂̄̓̎̅̇͝ ̷̢̝͉̤̦̱̙̮̊A̶̪̕L̸̯̟̪̠̭͉̺͉̣̈́̋͠W̸̫̦̗̹͖͊̂̃̊̈̆Á̵̙͍͉̺͚̈́͑̎͘Y̶̧̪͇̰͈̻̻̟̓͗͛̌̆̈̕͜S̷͍͙̘͓̠̪̪̒̍̈ͅ ̸̢̬͈͕̣̮̮̦̣̪́̋͘͝B̵̗͚͎̠́̈́̒͆̐͒ͅE̶̡̗͈̫͓͉̿ ̸̨̙̰͇̼̩̻̭̿̍͒̍̍͌̇̆͆͜͝A̶̰͗̈́̇̈́͌̀̊ ̶͈͉̳̼͎̼̥̻̙̪̍͊̐̑̉͘͠P̷̧̛̹̝̯̘̂̍͛̓̕ͅA̸̡̡̨̪̤̖̖͎̗̪̿̌Ŗ̴̞̘̜͙̝̹͍͕̈́͂̑͆̍̔͐T̶̛̠̩̒̐̈́̎͋̇̃͠͝ ̷̛̹͆̆͒́́̐̚͝Ơ̵̲͈̱͈̲͖̝̑̅̋͑F̴̭̤̝͔̩̙͕͕̟̓̓̎͂́̐̽̄͌͜ ̴̧̳̹̫̹̮̘̌̇͗͝͝Ŷ̸̰̜͕̳̖̙̣̆͘͝O̷̳͚̙͚͙̟̾̂̏̚U̵͚͇̻͛̄͝!̵̢̺̪̬̀”
“YEAH!”
Everyone froze, Zignus included. Mia suddenly standed up on her own, bathed in black and green flames and emanating more mana than should be possible for someone at her level of cultivation.
“What are you?” Zignus asked, confused and somewhat afraid.
“DEATH!” Mia said in a distorted voice as she punched Puddle’s body, turning it into ash instantly.