Heian Ciemnosc The Newbie

Heian Ciemnosc sat around the table still, with Alyona looking at him calmly. Both enjoyed the silent moment that had fallen upon them. She took out something from her differently looking Covert Space bag along a 'pshift' sound of energy being employed, looking to be some type of metal. And she moved it around as if trying to decipher a puzzle. But felt instead she was just spending time with him, here, like this and so silently.

“The ghosts I saw, why were they much different than what you usually heard, you say?” Heian Ciemnosc asked, his fingertips coming close to the little toy, but were slapped, smacked down onto the table with Alyona letting go of it as it rolled to the side. Looking at her face, she was looking at him, and grabbed his hands with her own and started caressing their backs.

“It is usually because of a curse that they are seen, experienced, or simply and most commonly, the death of many people.” Alyona leaned over to the side of her table, her biggie titties becoming more bountiful, simply beautiful. As they were fully supported by the kind table. She continued with a soft tone. “It is very unusual when they are not because of curses. Don’t think wrong. Curses aren’t wicked or cowardly. A curse exists for and to balance. These things and technicalities won’t be taught in the Academy but in your path.”

“You’ve seen many people within the Carrier who have no cultivation,” Alyone said, changing the subject and beginning to intertwine her hands with his from the front. Flashing him a light, large smile for too long, Alyona said. “Citizens are those without cultivation that work together with cultivators, ‘C and C’ as you can see.”

“For starters, they are given pills to increase their lifespans for hundreds of years. They are exceedingly easy to let procreate in numbers and quickly as well. More than any cultivator, and that is for every Race. They live for much less time than even those in the First Step and can’t go further than that, but their families and civilizations live better and are peaceful. Most of the time, the world does not allow any ethnicity to be wiped out, or the entire Kingdom will be ‘changed’ entirely.”

“In any case, the Citizens are… incredible. They might or not have an astounding talent for cultivation. But their brains and hearts are the most honorable thing you can consider. They live too shortly, and even though it is much different for every Race, they know how to appreciate the present. In the past, it used to be a sad panorama that even the little kids of today would frown upon. So much has changed over the Changes.”

“Ahem, as I was saying.” Alyona cleared her throat, and her meaty bags trembled under her unique sweater. “Curses are a grand portion of all C and C’s death rate. They go from house-haunting to an entire Kingdom being cursed and needing some cleansing. This ‘cleansing’ isn’t exterminating all life in the Kingdom but frankly ridding it of its pain. Similar to what you’ve told me you did without knowing.”

“I did feel like I needed to do those things. I’m sure it isn’t something amazing. You won’t get me to fall for you with just words. You know?” Heian Ciemnosc said. Alyona could only look at him with narrowed, heavy eyes and a ‘kind of a bitchy’ face. Before she could say something, Heian Ciemnosc added, “Ah, right. You said Change. What does it mean?”

“Ah, you’ll be reading about that in the Academy, don’t bother me about it,” Alyona said, intermittently changing her eyes from his left hand in her hands and his face. She was simulating cleansing his nails, like a mother preoccupied with her baby’s hygiene. “What you found were mostly not curses. That orphanage and the village, they were all… well, according to legends, hell’s fault.”

“They suffer and have nowhere to go,” Alyona spoke even more softly before toughening her voice to its previous softer tone. “It sounds simple, and it shouldn’t. It usually is only by specific reasons and people that end up finding these ghosts. They aren’t ‘defeated’ as curses are, with a cultivator’s cultivation base or a powerful curse-removing tool, powder, or incense. With the ‘actual’ ghosts, one only needs their heart.”

“...” Alyone suddenly looked up at Heian Ciemnosc, his right hand being checked within her hands. “Your heart and soul are too powerful for those ghosts to take you. And even more so, it shows you care. That is not rare, indeed. But you were in a hinterland dying Kingdom, and all you thought you knew was human cultivators ruled the world. It was because your heart and soul were too strong for such a little, dying rock.”

Swoop, thud, ta- ta- ta.

“Don’t contradict me anymore, or promises will never come.” Alyona pulled Heian Ciemnosc by his hands. The latter had no strength to prevent himself from being moved like that, as she wished. She then added, “And I will get angry.”

“Now go to your new room. I’ll pick you up at noon, and you’ll meet my people. All of my highest-ranking upper echelons are in the Carrier. And they really want to see why we are to lose 2 years of service doing nothing.” Alyona said after she stood up and to face Heian Ciemnosc above the table, nose to nose, as their generally black eyes talked with each other.

“Okay,” Heian Ciemnosc obediently nodded, kissing her forehead with his own before walking out of the module. After sliding the door, he walked out, and the door closed on its own before he made his way towards his new first bedroom.

… Slide~, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

A little while after Heian Ciemnosc left, the door opened once more to Alyona’s commands without her needing to use her energy or any Spirit Sense. Something else was seemingly ‘used’ to do that. And in came many blurred figures that moved at speeds similar or even higher to that of the fastest flying Creatures of Sinvonnia Kingdom. They were all mostly humanoid, and a few stood in front of the rest as they stood before Alyona, who now had a cold, strict, and dominant face.

They were all standing behind the seat Heian Ciemnosc was on just now, seemingly not a coincidence, and they looked begrudging about it. Alyona took it into consideration, but that was all she did. Looking at them, he quickly addressed them without any actual hurry.

“He’ll meet you shortly after. He is currently too weak and can barely move, so only presentations of battles will be shown. He cannot participate in them at the moment. Tania, you will teach him moves, not of anything else other than melee combat. I’ll practice with you from time to time. No fun, understood?”

Tania wasn’t lust-eyed anymore as she nodded slowly and smoothly to her boss. Her boss’s warnings weren’t just for her inner slut to calm down, but for her to not treat Heian Ciemnosc like a good little boy who needed a soft voice in his ear telling him how great of a person he’ll grow to be.

“Chairwoman, you said battles? Are we going to do some mild skirmishes and operations?” One of the upper echelons asked. He had white-silver hair and was extremely handsome. Everyone silently respected him as he spoke out in surprise and with shining eyes. “Yes, Elyor, but no ‘mild’ in it. Choose the hardest and most complex ones and no missions. Can’t waste much time. Make it so they can give my Heian Ciemnosc a good experience in every situation possible. Hmm, that sounds difficult. Can you do that?”

Alyona spoke with such charisma that everyone felt she was their goddess sending them to battle, but her words about a ‘my’ something left them slightly bewildered. Elyor gave an ‘err’ before nodding and stepping back into the crowd. He and everyone in all that exists and there is; knew how stupidly demanding and challenging it was to select missions that may even need a battle or not all the same. Still, Elyor was confident. Besides, the Chairwoman asked him to, why would he refuse?

“Good. Now, go to your stations. I will bring Heian Ciemnosc to you over the next 6 months, and he’ll spend at least 1 week with you each, learning. He may do whatever he wants afterwards, and you will comply. Until then, the remaining half of the year will be spent like this. When he leaves for the Academy, which is our secret mission. We’ll return to trade. When he leaves the Academy, we will begin operations left and right for some time, nonstop. Understood?”

“...” Everyone in the module nodded and knew their boss wanted to starve them before giving them all they wanted. This way, when the stupid punk returned, they could unleash themselves however the damn hell they wanted. It wasn’t new or unique in the world. But it made their blood boil nonetheless, even for those upper-echelon citizens who were really old and nearing the end of their lifespans already.

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“Ah, boss. Um, you… don’t you think you are giving this ‘Heian Ciemnosc’ too much special treatment?” One upper echelon said, looking worried as he hesitatingly spoke out. Everyone else said nothing, but their eyes were directly set on the Chairwoman.

Alyon looked up, still seated, at the person who spoke with a swing of her red hair flung to the side and away from her face. With a clear, commanding tone, she elaborated. “Whoever wants to touch him, I’ll grow angry. And if anyone dares touch him, I will rage until I’m satisfied!”

“!!” The first phrase kept the ladies at bay, feeling threatened with untold ways they couldn’t let others know about. As for the latter, it made everyone in the module sweat to the point a tiny puddle was made where they all stood, their countenances becoming pale as provoking the boss’s wrath was equal to decimation, nobody wanted to ever be punished by the mighty and ruthless red-haired beauty known throughout all that exists and there is.

“Elyor,” Alyona directed her face toward the extremely handsome young man with white-silver hair, who looked back at her with determination. Alyona said with the same tone, “I trust my people’s tongues won’t think too widely of us anymore? As my man, Heian Ciemnosc may face difficulties to be recognized, but not childish disputes. Unless I should terminate many more lives now to show an example?”

His becoming beet red, the young man nodded right away while covering his forehead out of shame. Everyone else looked around as usual, somewhat schadenfreude in the always perfect Vice-chairman being toned down by the same little punk everyone dislikes now. Nevertheless, those rumors between the two were already spreading beyond the direct troops under the boss. And she was noticeably growing angrier, killing a couple of tens of cultivators and citizens when she found some free time while the Vice-chairman’s gentle ways were simply counterproductive.

“My fault, I will… proceed with effective methods.” Truly ashamed, the young man bowed deeply thrice before standing up with a back not so straight. Now that the boss had a man, it was a great shame he ended up giving her. Everyone else was already uncomfortable with their boss being seen as such within their own people, let alone the young man who didn’t act beforehand and now allowed this to happen.

“Leave then,” Alyona ordered, and everyone in the room began leaving the module to leave her sitting at the table. Once she spent a few minutes isolated in contemplation, she reached for the metal toy on the table to the side and slapped it with her hands. As it disappeared between her hands. When she separated them, the drawing of someone’s darkest eye was notoriously well-sculpted.

“Heengf,” grinning, Alyona looked like a little girl finding a stupid, snotty little shit of a little boy to her liking. Bringing the beautifully sculpted darkest eye to her face, she kissed it in the middle with utter care. It had eyelids and eyelashes and was well-sculpted everywhere around what an eye had. It was naturally looking the same as Heian Ciemnosc’s left eye.

. . .

A little later. In Heian Ciemnosc’s new bedroom. At noon.

Toc toc toc, slide.

After playfully tapping on the door thrice, Alyona showed herself to Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes as he opened them drowsily and was in his new bed. It was comfy but not as if made of water, and its pillow was rock-hard. Perfect.

“Nice body, hide it now and come with me. Time to present you the Vice-chairman.” Alyona said with her right hand on her hip and left arm dropped down her side. She looked exquisite, and as the door behind her slid close, he stood up to reveal his pale body to her, his dangler-thing dangling and deliciously swaying in the reflection of her eyes as he dressed up with an awfully smiley face.

“Vice-chairman? So you’re the Chairwoman?” Heian Ciemnosc asked once he finished dressing, and Alyona retracted her hands from his chest like a pervert. Waking from her hypnotized self, she frowned to herself and nodded, praising him. “You’re getting it now. Come then, I’ll show you everyone today, and tomorrow, you will be explained a bit of space.”

“A bit of space?” Alyona turned around and walked towards the bedroom’s exit while Heian Ciemnosc followed suit as he asked. Alyona answered, not elaborating one bit. “You’ll see.”

With such meaningful words, Heian Ciemnosc was intrigued by 1,000%, so he shut up and walked along. This time, they took a small car-like vehicle. Which hovered just a couple centimeters above the floor. Yet, when he stepped into it and forcefully pressed his 32,000 kg of strength into it, it swayed not a tiny bit and maintained itself at the same height. It didn’t even tremble, let alone struggle.

Afterwards, Heian Ciemnosc sat beside Alyona despite the vehicle having 7 rows of seats for 4 people at the very least. It was thin but long enough for a dozen of the same to drive side by side and still left a third of the corridor empty. It moved very quickly, went through curves effortlessly, never losing a single wee of speed. Looking into it, Heian Ciemnosc couldn’t get his Spirit Sense to go through it, so he asked Alyone, who had her left leg p ad right leg spread in a lazy position.

“Does this thing have Synergized Equatrend Mobilizers?” Just as Heian Ciemnosc asked, Alyona looked at him with a side glance, looking perfect and beautifully devastating. Alyona spoke under her breath, “When I went to the Sinvonnia Kingdo, I remember seeing me knock-off products like the Synergized Equatrend Mobilizer in some cars down there. I believe someone sold it to one of the organizations below before it was decided to be the grand celebration.”

“It only has 1. Another would make it into a spaceship or slow-moving spacecraft. That’s what a Synergized Equatrend Mobilizer is. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, feeling outclassed, and fell silent. But not for long, thankfully to Ayona, who simply adored hearing his voice, more so if it was to speak to her. With a curious voice, Heian Ciemnosc’s adorable eyes intensely shone as Alyona looked back into them.

“What was celebrated back then? A couple years ago?”

“The Great Sage’s death,” Alyona responded swiftly. Looking into the ceiling, despite the speed at which they were going, as it seemed to not have changed at all. She voiced out as lightly as she could. But she still sounded respectful. “He was a man who changed it all. From an early age, he could fight those above his own realm, crossing over an entire realm and even kill some of his enemies. He wasn’t short of women. He was that type of randy yet uncaring man towards his partners.”

“His might was clearly apparent towards anyone, anywhere. He was the only one in the world to be so powerful, capable, and scheming. Even when it came to the Fourth Step, he could still kill those several stages above his own. He could fight to his heart’s content, and nobody could defeat him, let alone attempt to kill him. And if he wanted to flee, nobody could catch him or injure him while he escaped.”

“When he became everyone’s nightmare and became, he was impossible to defeat, though he barely killed anyone. His overbearing nature remained even then, which is hard to see across all Archeons. When he entered the Sixth Step, he was undefeatable still but could at most trap anyone he fought. It was with such terror of becoming his slave that all that exists and there is capitulated to him. It became his time. That is what is known about the Great Sage, in short.”

“He wasn’t a person one wanted to follow,” Alyona said, her eyes lowering at the following phrase. “Or want to form part of.”

“I… My mother was one of his many partners…” Her words shocked Heian Ciemnosc, hearing such a thing after being told who was the most powerful man in the world, then that her girlfriend was a daughter of such. He was thankful he didn’t have to deal with a daddy-in-law so problematic and clearly dislikeable. Alyona continued without interruption, “When I was a baby, my mother wanted to check my potential in the most exhaustive ways.”

“When she was traveling the world, alone…” Alyona’s eyes showed slight coldness when arriving at this point. “We were trapped in a Dimension in the middle of nowhere. Where Hollow Kingdoms lay all around, which nobody dared to revive, lest they were caught by the Great Sage’s Dynasty.”

“That was how we became lost, and the Great Sage couldn’t do anything to find us. As powerful as he was, he was but a 6th Step cultivator, not the Creator or something similar. So we weren’t found and remained in that Dimension for far too long.” After speaking about his past with utmost detail, even his ‘that something’ and the seed of rage which used to be within him, Heian Ciemnosc finally got to hear about Alyona’s life. She lifted her right leg, and now both legs were folded and spread, hidden by the front of their seats to everyone but Heian Ciemnosc.

“Mother died just 3 minutes after entering the Dimension.” Alyona lifted her right hand and flicked her fingers around slowly and smoothly. “I couldn’t remember it until I turned 15 and found myself growing, becoming powerful, more than anyone like me. Well, there is you, heh. But mine wasn’t untold of, other than in records. I gained a… strange affinity with pure energy.”

“I wasn’t sure if it was within the Dimension or the Dimension itself who either aided or granted me this affinity before I left it. Until I did, at the age of 15, and have just figured out that my mother was gone. And… my father found me.” Alyona’s eyes frowned, and her fingers moving about, swaying and balancing them began to ooze transparent gray energy.

“He had set people anywhere to look for me and mother. But when he saw my nature, he tried raping me as soon as the chance presented itself.” Alyona looked at Heian Ciemnosc, whose face looked at her still, unfazed. “Only by mutilating my body and crippling my cultivation did I save myself from it.”

“That’s the Great Sage.” She said, cold and steely words coming from her pretty lips. Then, her transparent gray energy changed, sowing signs of… turning crimson. “And then I hid myself, vowing to kill him once and do many more things to torment him before doing so… I was too late.”

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