Soon, Itrosh handled a mechanical device and activated it. Shimmering noises spread, looking for a source of a link, but it was extremely difficult and low because of this space, or something else. Somewhat, the long-distance communications construct connected, which wasn't something Lisa thought would occur.
Itrosh doubted it as well because this whole Gate seeped in chaos and military orders, giving information a lot of confusing ends. Long-distance communications weren't broken. They had limitations and private channels, or it was Mindarch who allowed some to happen or not. Lisa didn't care too much about it.
The official channels and Mindarch were too good to be close, thanks to the curfew in most Pivotal Cities which took Mindarch as an essential tool for information gathering. Without him, this Gate still lived and worked, while most beings ended up relying on the good old scouts, hunting techniques, or some devices that might work or not.
David called after a long time, either because he had no other choice, or he was ignorant of what happened.
“Hello?” his voice called from the construct, sounding low and full of shimmering noises that made his tones hard to perceive. The moment he realized connections were linked, he cheered. “Oh, god. It is working! Shit. David here, and this... well, it is difficult, but hear me out.”
“Took you long enough. Unfortunately, you are still alive, I suspect?” Lisa asked, curious and floating close to Itrosh
In the Scorching Light, David was running behind Ceila and a single Paladin. He huffed like an old man against hundreds of stairs, taking the heat the worst in this run. It didn't seem to affect the front-facing Order, though at least Ultium was aside from him, keeping up with his pace.
Then, he heard the low voice of Lisa, whom he feared and knew was pissed beyond any means. He smiled wryly. “Well, one way or another, I know the truth and weight of my mistake and don't regret it,” he said. “Which is why I am sorry to call what I fear and don't know, so I am sorry.”
“For what? Violating my work, or doing whatever you please? You... fucker”
“Anyway, Razmund is close. If not...well, since you are calling so calmly, he hasn't found you yet. That is good, but he is coming to the Ip'ur Mountain! Take it for what it is; my failure, I mean. Be ready or hurry, and don't think twice about it. The underground is deep. Maybe you should look where one would never look.”
Lisa grunted. “How new and silly. In fact, shut the fuck up. You've seen him or what?”
“Well, we killed the clone... So...” his voice grew solemn, half huffing and hesitant to include Ceila, who strictly prohibited him from mentioning her. Since she was so overbearing, he hadn't said a word about her.
“Clone?” Lisa sighed, scratching her forehead as if it did something for her mood. “He went that far against us to clone himself? F-fine... what happened and why should I give a single fuck about you right now?”
“Just take it for what it is. He went ahead and we lost sight of him. Ip'ur Mountain is a long way ahead and he knows where to go. In an hour we can reach you, but we wasted time.”
“You won't come,” Lisa said coldly. “Why? Ip'ur City is a mayhem by now, and if he came and you too, how could you go inside? An hour? Don't joke with me. Take whatever loss you caused yourself, David. We are going on our own, and many hours are ahead.”
Hearing that, David sighed in relief and figured this much was guaranteed. “Mess is fine. Going down is fine too. Do whatever you deem worth it and don't get lost.”
Lisa slammed the device close, ceasing the communication away. “That fucker really pisses me off! What was this message about, eh?! Has he grown senile?”
“Is it that surprising that Razmund managed to outrace him?” Itrosh asked, not surprised to see her flaring sona or anger. “Not to me at least. He is strong. That guy. Ultium is too, but a clone, huh? What sort of worth has he already spent for this Hunt anyway? Ozeki and all...”
“Shut up,” Lisa said to her, thinking of some other things and glancing at Murai who was shuddering upon a first layer of the Resonance. “They won't come. An hour? They won't get to us in these tunnels in days and I don't plan to accept this message ever again. Hunters might get it, and let's pretend that asshole is helpful.”
“Whatever you say. So, do we continue?” Itrosh patted the maps after storing the device back in her pocket.
Lisa nodded and turned back at Murai, figuring this change of pace and Resonance were problems. Could Murai ignore it for the sake of danger, or was it fine to keep it going, or should she get involved?
It wasn't her choice, unfortunately. Murai was at the center of this Resonance that came from these caves and Ultra Materium, or it might be something to do with his Sonar, or himself.
Lisa couldn't see the origin of this Resonance, but she knew the cause. Anatidaes were splendid creatures batched in the glory of Sky Gods, and like their pets, they weren't that poor. However, cultures and times changed, and Anatidaes grew up into creatures worth fearing, and in the Battleworld, they were demise to many.
A wild grin spread beneath Lisa's furious eyes, making her face strange. Murai was like a pit that was taking the weight of this place. Too large of a place, frankly, but she had no issue with doing this, for he was a much bigger menace than some silly experiments.
In the end, she couldn't foresee everything, so she gave up trying to touch him. With this starting sequence, she let the group deeper, continuing forward even with Murai being deep in thought, computing the Resonance without fully going into it because of his stubbornness and leaking emotional distress.
I won't lose... you shitty body and fucked up dimensions! Murai thought. I am my own master! You won't.... do it. I don't care. No one should because I.... am not a loser, or stupid.
It was a very sensitive time. Thankfully, this place was able to adapt like him, and if he was in control, Lisa had no regrets. She was fine with this much force that wasn't within her mind upon entering this Gate or temple, but it was a small possibility. Even when she had her fair share of questionable thoughts, she left him alone.
Resonance was a matter capable of transforming, changing, and lifting any mage to higher ways, ranging from what the Resonance was about, to who its taker was, what was deep, distant, or close within magic.
Could it be about the mana itself? It could implement and answer many wondrous secrets, or make one mind full, or anew. How mana flowed, how Epochs changed, or what else could charge mana, techniques, or Affinities themselves? To one's mind, it went. That's how Resonance worked, ensuring worth in a link transmitted from the heavens.
In the previous Epochs, it was known as Tribulation. How it flowed, or how some spells naturally embodied natural mana, everything accommodated improvements and mesmerizing rules of Laws. Resonance was their whisper, but limitless and bearing workings hiding behind them. It carried certain visions of truths and ancient histories. It was always there, everywhere, hiding and touching those worthy of their piece. Like stars or Void, carried by voices from weirder places, one shouldn't judge them.
Resonance could be nearly anything, offering facts in insensible things, truths in false statements, or making up new Laws. It wasn't against logic, nor was it within common realms.
In the sense of new logic and touching effects, one could see reasons. Just a part of the whole thing, not everything, or it might be close to fundamental rules that created the universe. One would never know everything.
Any Resonance was always about one thing in particular, rather than about the entire universe or lumps of fragments. One fact held its truth adequately, even if it was complex like living things or souls.
It also wasn't anything unnatural, as its way onward came from the workings of the universe, its mysteries, and the ways living things and their surroundings affected one another. Everything had its beginning since its creation. Resonance had its own as well.
It looked after everything and everyone, bounding closer to the Laws, actions of men, views of beasts and devils alike, and mostly affecting energy itself, as it was fueling the connection between realms that no Gods would dare to touch.
It wasn't far from understanding the Laws by listening to their runic or ancient embodiments. Murai felt that in numerous ways in the past, which was why he was a little confused by this sensation in the middle of the bright caves and numerous comforting...well, he was growing to understand why or what was happening fairly quickly. He judged it as a small issue because of his inner conflicts, and he wasn't sure whether he should cry or cheer, or what he should take it for.
Was it a Light Resonance, or was it about Flame, or something else?
This was a work of Ultra Materium that sensed his body or something in him. Touched by his Universal Affinity, establishing a Resonance out of nowhere, he contemplated and felt disturbed. It came with no costs, arising as if he walked into a big treasury and the other side couldn't help it. His attempt to seek this place was it.
And Lisa mentioned it, and he felt it more. He should've guessed something weird was going on, but he quenched it like always, due to his stubbornness and confidence.
How it happened wasn't always easy to understand. Most Resonances arrived suddenly: when the surroundings affected a person, when the person was worthy of affection, or when the connections and surroundings created an opening or boundary.
Many mages could only wish for something and not expect too much. Such extraordinary circumstances, locations, or very high stress, would pivot most understandings of the Resonance.
In spiritual histories and many worlds, Resonance encompassed the Laws, appearing incomparably precious and beyond them for their legendary status. They accompanied one another, of course, showing truths in their own rights, or helping or changing the status quo or balance of the Divides.
It was about a connection between the outer worlds and an individual, connecting realms of any Sky with a deeper universe towards oneself.
One could grow exponentially in this scenery, yet Lisa knew something about Resonances in this world that Murai didn't. Their force, meaning, and status were different from his expectations. She itched to talk to him about it, but for some reason, she refrained from doing so, thinking that Murai was worth only when left alone, and the world might not necessarily take well, similar to the Resonance Realms.
She forced it regardless, or at least hoped for a bigger change of pace. Or it might be an inevitable part of himself or his entitlement.
Frankly, Murai didn't need her words or excuses. This world had its Resonance, which was no wonder to him. It was a familiar concept, yet something shocked this body much more than his mind.
This Resonance was about his body alone, rather than his soul or him as a whole. That was a guess as curious and doubtful as it could get. It could also be about his mana, or Beast Core, which was showing some weird things towards this Resonance on its own. Many secret details revealed that Resonance had its merits in training, matters of life and death, or high compatibility until some limits or universe would acknowledge it.
It was mostly an incorrect assumption, as Resonance was a supply to an all-encompassing rate that was part of everything. The Resonance of a rock on the street could happen like a glimpse. It was there, on the street, thinly taking truths that rock was a rock.
It wasn't a Law, but one would get to know what that rock might be about, that it was sturdy, unchanging, brittle, or like a simple rock. It might be historic, hiding some ancient dust, bones, or a history of a much bigger rock or structure.
That kind of Resonance couldn't do much, and how it would even happen and work was questionable and kind of hilarious to consider. A person wouldn't take some rock as something special, so it was a matter of perspective or subjective judgment.
It never went that way for living objects, so what about a special matter like magic? In that case, magic showed its merits and links close to Resonance, with roots being in virtually anything special, ranging from the flow of the River of Manaflow to beings who used it.
That posed an interesting question. Was it a Law itself that poked the rest like a Ruler, or was Resonance something that was happening on its own, similar to how the sun was shining?
Murai didn't know if the Resonance followed a person fallen in hopes, or if it took care of some judgment like some goons thinking they were beyond Laws. Laws didn't matter for the betterment of the universe, for they could also destroy or make it worse. It could also be all false and Resonance was acting when it wanted it, like those that mastered it or hoped for the greater balance.
It could be a farce. A factual logic of his lives stated that Resonance followed souls or individuals that were close to affecting the realms of comprehension, or others. It was there for those who were worthy of affecting something or stimulating the Resonance Realms themselves.
And that something was as peculiar as anything else because Murai was unable to see his truth or sense of self.
Casually adventuring on the brink of death, bearing fights close to bitter End, or meditating for half a lifetime. Those were often closing on the Resonance, though they might be also called futile attempts. Acceptance wasn't a state between the lawful and living worlds, but through effort, it might happen out of nothing but luck or talent.
What was the choice? Many inferior cultures thought of it as a work of the universe, or mana, or seas of unknown deeps. Murai saw reasons and truth in those implications and possibilities. A long time ago, of course. Not anymore.
Many researchers thought of Resonance as going beyond the Skies, into the lands of Death and Life, traversing where reasons and desires resided. In some points, that was all one needed. What was lie and truth were unimaginable to conceive, as stories of truths followed some lies and turned the Resonance into mythical grounds when one couldn't lie.
Light itself could be a gift or point of Divinity. Flames might be destructive or warm in the senseless cold plains. Light and Brightness were close to where Flames were, or where suns or magic shined. Thus, such Resonance could appear and go in a heartbeat, if the taker of it wasn't on the same page as the opposition or the Resonance itself felt a weak connection before its final layers. Like a trial. Like a continuous way of the Tribulation.
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Then, there were higher societies and planets. Some considered weird guesses. What if the Resonance had its reasons for existence, rather than making gifts? Besides some prideful affections and sudden outbursts out of nowhere, there should be limits to everything like with Laws.
Such ideas Murai wouldn't detest, and forgetting the reasons for everything was the same, albeit distant like reminders. It could be correct, or remarking water for flowing, or mana living in bright and magical ways.
Many thoughts flowed through his mind right now, free of the reigns, and glimpses of a bright place were like flashes of illustrations appearing in his retinas. It changed slightly when he misjudged everything and when one effect made his head and soul shake.
The Brightness called. It wanted to devour his mind, clash against something, affect his soul that wasn't meant to be, while his body was opposite. It was no longer about his flesh.
Then, it turned solemn, as if the Resonance was unable to reach that far or high stability, or Murai was way too much of a problem. It was expected for one figure, and great for the cause. Murai kept his eyes closed, apprehending that this Resonance was between his Bloodline and Ultra Materium, which was all over this place, but not too close.
He took a deep breath, and something within him was itching for it like nothing before, turning his emotions insane as if it couldn't wait. Murai would laugh if he could, for this little puny feeling was squandered by his intensity.
“MURAI!” Lisa shouted at him as they moved through the paths that were sometimes narrow enough for Bagus to move through, or wide like a building.
Whenever some large veins were mined, they left large sections of open space, devoid of Flames, Light, or Brightest, or full of little residues of Gems that crawled through earth like blood vessels seeking other Ultra Materium.
Lisa couldn't wait anymore because she felt distress and failure. It went differently than she anticipated, so she hurried towards him, looking at his body and eyes up close. At some point, Murai collapsed to his belly, pressing his face forth on top of Bagus's back. His expression and face didn't seem good, looking as if he overexerted himself, or spent most of his effort to squash a bug.
Bagus stopped, glancing behind his back upon noticing him and her. “Hm? What's wrong? What is happening?”
“Wait a second, something is going on, but don't stop.” she gestured for him to wait.
“Murai Hisagi?” she voiced to his soul; she was close to even flying back to his soul space, but that would be redundant, or unnecessary. Lisa felt it flickering like his mind which was assuming pictures of some feelings and senses that shook the Resonance and bricked the linkage.
It clashed against itself or was it the soul that was a problem, or everything was turning weird because of this place or his origin? Lisa looked around and above, noticing how thin lines of Ultra Materium dimmed like flickering flames, looking color and turning into ashes out of nowhere.
There were very few of them, though the big Gem in Itrosh didn't flicker too much for her to notice. Murai would disagree; he noticed everything and shook amid the callings that were like a storm raiding his body, mind, and soul at the same time. It felt similar to the Will of the Battleworld, or the Battlewill, or what Mindarch or Villan had done.
Still, this was an encompassing force beyond this world, so what did it want from him so badly?
“S-such strong Resonance? What is happening with you?” Lisa felt stunned, playing dumb, and feeling the reverberations throughout their connections, which was making her almost unable to feel his condition. What was the Resonance in mana, flesh, or... outside factors? It was an inevitable course of magic and charms of the Resonance that proved their ancient points. They felt like a wall that could crash when one was lucky or persistent enough, and one should cherish the challenges, not let go of them, and never forget them.
Time was essential in understanding them, or when one knew the reasons for it or their secrets, that was even better. In any case, Lisa showed no fears, knowing that this Resonance would never cause too much distress against the one called Old One, yet... what happened?
It was beyond her imagination. He refused it like a dog shaking against the rain, yet the rain kept pouring.
For him, this mere state where a matter no longer moved along the Path of normalcy was like suffering worth blowing a candle. Calling it a natural intent of the universe was excellent. Lisa got it. This might have been bigger than some natural, but what had she anticipated out of him and this place? Ultra Materium was just a guess. Who would understand it?
Part of her wanted Murai to grow quicker and move against obstacles or shatter all limits. Unfortunately, who she was to touch him in this way, affecting him when the universe was his cage, and his own soul was no different? It wanted. It detested.
Sometimes, it endured, ending up worse than the ones before. Lisa was little in her form, fingers, and palms itching to touch Murai's beak or head.
Resonance had certain time relations to the connection and individual, showing sights of breaking or increasing depending on its internal or far-reaching aspects. Lisa couldn't guess them as she was right now.
If it went for a long time, it could be dangerous, or absolutely blissful. To take it far engaged awareness, prior understanding of Resonance, new comprehensions, precious Bloodlines, powerful Will, or strange happenings, techniques, or bodies that were near endless in the universe.
Here, Lisa didn't know what was at the end, or where the results missed their mark, even though she felt Resonance a couple of times herself. It was a highly natural phenomenon that could range from flashes to being lost in it for strange years.
If a regular mage gained a Resonance towards their core magic, it could range from lost knowledge from ancient worlds, destroyed legacies, or logic and facts in magic that would shake even highly proficient mage. A flimsy mage could unexpectedly gain an acceleration of some specific magics of said vast Resonances. Even those at the peak could gain something out of it.
Understanding which of them were truthful or logical was incredibly hard, though even in these cases, some Resonances bordered on nefarious premises as if acting on a purpose, or being alive. Or it might be because it was influencing all at once, transmitting Resonance from higher states of existence like whispers of the End or the New beginning.
Either way, Lisa questioned their logic and didn't believe them to be a blessing. Sure, they were far away from the Gods of their Paths, but logic didn't always make sense.
Murai felt tremendous shakes and tremors reverberating throughout his mind, shaking even his soul which seemed to take it much worse than anything. Frankly, his body and mana, Beast Core included, felt like raging currents.
How? At the start, it didn't even ache. Now, he was taking in this torment because of himself.
Something was abnormal. Resonance wasn't that. He knew it more than anyone, so he wouldn't acknowledge it was some petty problem or sudden arrival. He learned its secrets. But here, in this world, Resonance felt very different indeed. What did it want from him after all that time? Was he struggling, or was it struggling?
In this matter when he wasn't even on the right Path or power, he wasn't that considered in his words or acts. He was weak; unworthy of something like a Resonance. That was his truth, always touching him until he was powerful in his Cursed Living. It never wanted to be something more, for he did it on his own.
What was the problem this time around? What was strength? In many worlds, the concept of strength was simply tied to the universe and planets, or the rules or cultures. In some words, merely being a mage was like being a God. For others, Gods were mere citizens.
Something shocking almost scared him out of his soul, making even his Robust Spirit tremble because it felt very personal indeed. It was a warning. A terrible consequence that wasn't his choice.
There was something far, distant, and closing, feeling like an urge or a voice that contained it more, or touching on the Resonance itself. That was why it was unkempt and life that it wanted to touch was better untouched. But could it do it? Was his body already taken, or the soul was everything?
This Resonance was one thing; the trembling voices and distorted murmurs and light flashes of screens and weird places kept happening even when he opened or closed his eyes, and everything mushed together. It made his blood boil and bones cringe, similarly to his soul.
He didn't like it one bit, yet here he was, unhinged in his attempt to make it work because it didn't want to stop. Murai pushed his resolve, unwilling to let it go when it came, and pissed it even happened. He didn't care for it, though he felt he had no choice but to accept what had come. It wasn't fine to stop a natural storm that didn't want to stop.
Flickering pictures once again showed some pictures, appearing like crazy bright places, wars, depths of stars, and universe, and it happened with clarity of the physical realms.
However, in some instances where there was anything, he looked at his surroundings, noticing Lisa's anxious and odd face. Her wide smile showed little to no restraints and something he couldn't or didn't want to guess.
Bagus was aside from her, looking genuinely worried.
Itrosh was aside, uncertain what this was about. Then she noticed flickering Ultra Materium and how her palm-sized Gem turned to ashes in a flash of light.
Lisa didn't want to trouble Murai with her voice since Resonance could take quite some time. His case might be worse. Hours or days could pass before it would succumb, subside, or calm down either way.
Mana Sonar wave went through the passage as if alive, shaking Murai's core, and jerking the dust on the ground, but someone without mana wouldn't think of it as mana. They would take it for a push of wind and light.
He wasn't looking, yet he still sensed it throughout this place, running through the Ultra Materium, and making his Mana Sonar shake after he discovered something very terrific. A big push was coming. There was no running.
Murai felt unnerved in his attempts as if he was out of options and seeking answers or trying his best to find a way out was a naive dream.
It felt strong enough for him, like flame showing no shadows, or voice without any mouth.
It was here, lost, and out of his range, yet he knew where it was because it knew it more.
Following his fear, it was less than a kilometer away right past the present mining shaft, in a wide-open cave full of wonderful sensations. He wasn't right in this regard, let alone in his head. He wasn't sure what to look for, what was there, or if this was a key to get out of this madness.
Murai just knew something was touching the Resonance. It was also around him when he thought about it more. It was implying a light out of the sun as if this whole world was trying to force the unstoppable from moving.
“B-Bagus,” Lisa mumbled, turned to him. “Continue in that direction. We don't have a choice but to solve this and trust the process. It is the Resonance. He has it, so... accept and adapt,” She pointed forward, directing Bagus to hurry towards a big cave around a distant corner.
Most mines went on for a long time before meeting some cave. When met, it either continued in a bridge or hole towards the other side, creating some hub, or opportunity to change directions.
No one wanted mining shafts to end in the ones at lower levels. Some mines did end up like that, inevitably reaching the same caves from time to time, but there were rules about their structure.
Many engineers and mining companies did one thing: how to construct shafts and where or how to make them was a collective work of all companies and miners, and their destruction or maintenance was up to everyone.
For the sake of doing the best work possible, Levandis herself made it clean and few miners would want unstable ways to go around. If the mining itself could be chaotic and full of fears over the mining, then ensuring its fidelity was fine and fair.
Everything that came afterward was secondary, coming out of this Hell, so one might feel it was wonderful how it operated. The truth was, the mines were all in conditions, mainly linear and straight unless dense Ultra Materium stood in the way of their construction, and most of the mining was calculated and old in rules or dealings with Ultra Materium.
The one before them was a long straight corridor with occasional lumps of open space of the past Ultra Materium at the sides, creating side shafts, places for supporting pillars, or nothing in particular. However, the further it went, the wider and taller it was.
That went on until a wide cave stopped this mining shaft, looking as if the earth was cleaved with something large, but considering the natural points of caves, it might be anything. Stone and debris were on the corners of the cave, making this cave natural, yet... far from it.
The amount of Ultra Materium was glowing in dense clusters of small or large Ultra Materium veins, seemingly resembling waves of the sea, a mountain, and hundreds of big crystals. Those amounted to hundreds of meters tall structures of Ultra Materium, and the whole cave was even bigger.
“This is...” Lisa wavered and snapped her little palm, grasping a single map with big signs. This was a region out of touch for most miners. Levandis herself made it clear, yet... where were guards, protectors, construction, golems, or... anything?
Looking bright like a sun, the whole cave was immense in scope and elevation, rather than being down. It had a single entrance, creating a small bridge to the bottom of the cave. In the midst of everything was that kind of sea of Ultra Materium that took over half of the cave, growing large, turning in waves like a tempest, and one couldn't guess what it entitled.
As a whole, it was like a tidal wave, with many thick veins spreading around it, cruising throughout the walls of this cave. It had various dullness or bright parts, illuminating the cave in a dazzling show.
Bagus came to the edge of the cave and watched this silliness with shock and understanding. “Wait, isn't this?
“Silence,” Lisa urged and tossed the map to Itrosh's shocked face.
Squinting his eyes because of the high Brightness and who knew how many other Affinities, he wasn't sure what he was looking at. Lisa did not need it either; she looked at it with wide-open eyes, realizing the cause and problems straight away, and took Murai's distress and emotions for a great target. Then, she snatched another few maps from blinded Itrosh.
She almost forgot where they went. This silly place was one of the most discreet and out-of-touch mines, secluded by a single entrance, quality, and stories. Bagus heard them, and never thought such a cave existed, illuminating in near endless ways of Ultra Materium.
By this point, they were many kilometers below the Ip'ur City, reaching mine number 459.
Murai forced his eyes open as well, glancing at the suddenly stronger calls, and then, his Mana Sonar fell and almost snapped his mind in half. His Resonance was all so deafening in this place that he couldn't do it anymore.
But like with Ends and worse, his soul was getting used to it, as if stubbornly undergoing a baptism of his Robust Spirit, or he considered it puny to waver anymore. It was wishful thinking, which was something Lisa thought but couldn't laugh about.
He was always a stubborn fella. Always in the soul, and always suffering through mistakes or situations that were away from his sight. His living was the epitome of Chaos.
The Resonance and rest of the stresses increased their persuasion, making his mind race and feel terrible. The tremblings and the flashes of light returned, rejoicing in more strength when some veins started to churn.
He watched those strange flashes more, sailing his vision as if he were pursuing ghostly places. He was alone in this matter, unknown like the Abyss stranded in a sea of Light.
Unsurprisingly, Will of the Battleworld, or Mindarch hadn't expressed a thing, even if they damned sure hoped something like this wouldn't happen. At least one of them was that. The little spirit of this temple was silent ever since he entered this Gate.
Hence, who would pursue this Resonance, if this world was taking almost anything into assignments and powerful settled influence? It always felt forceful, yet this Resonance was different from many instances of that pursuit.
They were stronger, purer, hard to tame, and impossible to stop if they deemed it so. They were even more forceful than the rules of this world, calling him as if his body needed it, or it needed it. His mind and soul showed the fear that he didn't need, and he didn't need it back, acting as if he was strong.
It was wishful thinking.
“Are you alright?” Lisa said, face calling to his soul. “I trust you, Murai. You hang onto this Resonance for as long as you can and don't think about it twice or thrice. IT ain't coming out of here, and I am certain what it is, what it will do to you, but where it will send you is another thing. However, any kind of their sight is precious like any of their kind. Don't be stubborn! Don't be a fucking moron!”
Murai only snorted and felt even worse when her voice mixed into this madness, yet she didn't stop.
“Whatever you feel is forcing its way at you, or within you, it doesn't matter. I don't think either of these things can move your Will or trouble the rest. Is it wrong to use it? You are powerful and not some silly goose. You ought to use every chance and meet no scruples.”
Murai didn't reply to her; he had enough on his plate and her.
“Some measly Callings can only do so much against your Will! You are stronger than them, am I wrong?” she insisted, speaking proudly and in confidence.
Murai shook his head, slamming his beak against Bagus's feathers, figuring her words hold some meaning, while what she was hiding was another thing. She led him here. She knew of this, and everything about these Ultra Gems stunk of something brave, insane, and rather... sensible. GODS! It was them again, and this shitty fucking body was included.
“Damn right, I am furious! Confusion over some shitty body and Resonance better disappear like doubts! And so is this foreign thing... feeling. I think I've heard it somewhere. Before. Calling? What is it in this world...”
“Family,” Lisa mumbled, unwilling to lie at this moment because she felt and touched upon what he was feeling.
“Family? Well, fuck me,” Murai sighed, figuring that his Bloodline seemed to contain some nasty results and things that he either overlooked or didn't think about at all. It was in the past, while this occurrence had something to do with this Resonance. Acting within it, against it, it might be something worse because his body, himself, and Resonance began to fight it out.
Then, upon this cave, the Resonance rushed even better, deafening his senses that nearly overwhelmed his Robust Spirit. Neither he nor Lisa understood what was going on with the origin of this Calling, but Resonance was simple.
Murai could do two things: follow the attentive Calling that moved his Bloodline and its disapproval that was shaking his very core, or go against it and refuse it by accepting the Resonance. Going against both was hard. Murai stood up, glancing around as he regained some control throughout this situation.
The first true wave of Resonance was always the craziest, passing as anything in life, or touching things no living should dare to mind.
“This has nothing to do with this world, isn't it?” Murai asked Lisa through sheer terror and stress. “Resonance... It is against it, isn't it? What is this world, really?”