Alexia’s House
Crystal has always regretted how her life turned out. Ever since entering the mortal realm.
The only time in her life when she didn’t regret anything were when she first met Lucas, and when she gave birth to and saw the faces of her twin girls.
But even her time with Lucas was tainted when she learned of what he did. And she knew that he couldn’t have been manipulated into it in any way. Not when he was one of the most powerful beings in the universe, and not when he’s immune to magic.
Some small part of her wished back then that she could do things over again. That she could go back to before she entered the System created by the Quantum Architect bastard and made it so she never met Lucas.
Now, though, as she lays Alexia next to her sleeping sister and watches the two of them with a smile, she realizes that she could never undo it all. Even if it were possible.
Crystal reaches over and brushes a stray lock of hair out of Alexia’s face as the girl rests, having cried herself to sleep. An act that Lysandre seemed incredibly shocked by.
She stays at their bedside, just watching over them for a while before finally turning when someone clears their throat behind her. And when she does, she immediately scowls at Lucas.
“Crystal, there’s something you should know about your husband,” Lysandre says, bringing her attention to him. But right when she’s about to deny him being her husband, he quickly rushes to say, “He wasn’t the one in control of his body when the massacre happened! He didn’t kill the angels!”
Her mouth shuts with an audible clack at that, leaving her in a daze as she stares at Lysandre.
Lysandre lets out a sigh of relief before quickly making to explain everything that had happened prior to Crystal’s arrival. And after he finishes, Crystal feels her body growing weak, realizing what she’s done. That all of her pain was for nothing. That she had taken the children of her beloved without having any real reason to do so.
She quickly feels Lucas enveloping her in a hug, following which she joins her daughter in crying. But unlike her daughter, she doesn’t cry herself to sleep. Instead she goes silent after crying for a few minutes, her husband stroking the back of her head as she does so.
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The Quantum Realm
The Quantum Ruler taps his chin in contemplation as he watches the reunion without any care about the family in question beyond Alexia and his son. Since the others are nothing more than ways to strengthen and test them.
He still finds it interesting the way his son went about creating an heir. Almost as if purposefully trying to spite the Quantum Ruler and his attempts at matchmaking his son.
He really doesn’t realize that I don’t care about him marrying, does he? All that mattered was his having an heir. And he obtained one, even if the heir isn’t what I was expecting.
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The Ruler lowers his arm to the throne while frowning.
Quantum Balancer… I had heard about what he did, but to believe that he took it that far…
He taps his throne a few more times before coming to a decision and snapping his fingers. Then reality at the center of the throne room glitches out, following which a man appears stumbling into his throne room with shock and confusion on his face. Shock that grows even greater at the sight of the Ruler.
The Quantum Balancer quickly kneels down and says, “You summoned me, My Ruler?”
But the Quantum Ruler just taps the throne a few more times while studying the Balancer before him, making the Quantum Balancer continue kneeling down without raising his head for several seconds.
Eventually the Ruler finally speaks, “Balancer, tell me. Have you been performing your duties as your position demands of you?”
Silence fills the throne room as the Balancer flinches, proving his guilt in an instant.
“I believe that’s all the answer I need,” the Ruler continues without giving the Balancer a chance to speak.
“Wait! I’ve done everything expected of me!” the Balancer tries to exclaim, raising his head only for the Ruler to raise an eyebrow. Then the Ruler simply snaps his fingers once more, making the Balancer suddenly appear in the air with his arms spread out on a cross.
Panic begins to cover the Balancer’s face, but the panic fades a little when the Ruler asks, “Explain to me the reason you massacred the angels.”
“The angels? The mortal realm was in danger of collapsing when a corrupted angel was born, so I needed to-” the Balancer begins, only for the Ruler to shake his head, making him cut off.
“Then tell me, was it necessary to massacre every angel?” the Ruler asks, still tapping the armrest of his throne. “And was it necessary to use a mortal to do it?”
The Balancer stays quiet at these questions, perfectly understanding how pointless it is to lie to the Quantum Ruler, whose power is absolute.
“In that case,” the Ruler continues, only for the Balancer to cut him off by exclaiming, “Wait! Why are you interfering now?! And why only with me?! I’m not the only one who has interfered with mortal affairs more than I should!”
At that, the Ruler pauses in tapping his throne. But only for a moment. Then he resumes as he tilts his head slightly and asks, “And why should I bother with those things?”
The Quantum Balancer flinches at the term the Ruler used for the other quantum beings. But he clearly doesn’t understand why the Ruler suddenly decided to punish him.
And the Ruler doesn’t care about what he understands as the man finally stops tapping his throne and slowly stands up.
“Quantum Balancer Zorblax Xylophius Quillaran Vortessia Nebulon, I hereby sentence you to ten years in the eternal pit, where you shall spend ten millennia in the condensed time,” the Quantum Ruler declares as his body glitches out several times, repeatedly showing glimpses of his true form, making the Balancer widen his eyes in shock.
Since quantum beings are all only able to make one heir in their lifetime, and the number of quantum beings are extremely limited, the Quantum Ruler decided to create the eternal pit. A place where a single year outside of the pit equates to a thousand years inside of it.
And a place filled with monsters that are threats even to the quantum beings of the quantum realm.
Right after the Ruler finishes declaring the man’s sentence, reality around the Balancer begins to warp, following which the floor beneath the Quantum Balancer turns into a black pit filled with tentacles reaching upwards toward the man. And as soon as they latch onto his legs, the Ruler frees the Balancer from his invisible shackles. The Balancer then attempts to struggle free from the tentacles to no avail and is pulled down into the pit.
The Ruler silently watches as the eternal pit seals itself off again before he moves to retake his throne, regaining the posture he was holding before.
That should rally the Balancer into taking revenge. The real test will begin in ten years.
He waves his hand, opening a screen in front of him to show his son and granddaughter.
Let’s see just what your true form emerges as, granddaughter of mine.