Chapter 130: You Create Monsters

Stormfall – The Stoneward Asylum – High Spire [Eight Hours Ago]

Yseult had been speaking for a while to the Bone Singers; perhaps hours had passed, but inside this place, one of the special effects it had was that even time did not exist here.

Even for the Angels of their power, the longest they could stay in this place was a year, else they would begin to attract attention from beings that lived outside of time, and such a risk was not one anyone with a working mind would ever welcome.

Yseult, White Queen, was finishing the last part of her speech, and all the Angels here, Stone Monkey, Cherry Blossom, Tea Cup, Butter Yellow, Clock Work, and Leviathan had been quiet all this time.

“The plan to tear the Heavenly Canopy is flawed. Even if we place the Incursion over Southern Swarmps, there is no assurance that it would remain alive long enough to maintain the tear in the Heavenly Canopy. The chance that we can get another Red One is nearly impossible, and we do not have the privilege to waste him.”

Cherry Blossom muttered to herself, “Well, we only need his Void Incursion to happen, and then the crack…”

“You mean a tiny pinprick in the Heavenly Canopy?” Yseult heard her mutters and interrupted her, “I know this crack would expand, but it would take too long, at least ten thousand years if we are generous, and even if this crack is over the Southern Swamps, who here can be assured that it would not be discovered in these ten thousand years?”

Stone Monkey cleared his throat, “I have monitored the heavens over that location for twenty thousand years. The entire city of Gnulls is under my control. If there is going to be a safe location where the tear can be situated, it is in that spot. Enough with all of this exposition, White Queen, cut to the meat of the matter, and tell us why the Red One… this Elias is not to be used as a primer for the Incursion and fed to the beast?”

Yseult smiled and raised a finger, “You forget, he has a hundred pools of Lumina, and he did all of this inside a Greater Fragment. Do you know what that means?”

There was silence for a moment, and then Clockwork gasped, and they all turned to her. Some of them may have kept their secrets about their powers, but outside this place, Clockwork was one of the most famous angels in Trion, and one of the reasons for that was that she opened a hundred pools of Lumina.

“I am getting old,” Clockwork sighed, “If not, how could I have missed something this obvious?”

“Stop keeping us in suspense. What do those two facts together signify?” Leviathan grumbled, and the entire hall shook from the weight of his voice.

“We all know that Greater Fragments of Divinity contains multiple seeds of strength, from two all the way to, I believe, seven seeds of Divinities. Well, if the legends are true, opening a hundred pools of Lumina inside a Greater Fragment means that every time the Ascendant Candidate fuses with a new seed, there will be an Incursion. Since he is a mortal, I believe that Yseult must have used a Fragment with two seeds inside it, and that means if Elias can conquer another seed, there will be a second Incursion.”

In the silence that followed, Yseult tapped the side of her stone throne, and she cleared her throat, “Thank you, Clockwork, for that elaboration, but you are wrong about something. The Greater Fragment I used did not contain two seeds… it was four.”

“Damn… White Queen, you are insane,” Butter Yellow muttered, a note of disbelief and admiration in his voice, “How do you know he would survive a Greater Fragment that held four seeds!”

“That was extremely careless,” Stone Monkey sighed, “The possibility for failure was too high.”

Yseult shrugged, a gesture that carried through the white fog that covered her body, “In the Asylum, his keepers have a secret name for the boy; he is called the Immortal.” She nodded, “Yes, he has that particularly annoying trait of that race, and his Will is strong as well. Now, do you see why I want a scripture for him? If he can survive the Incursion, then there is a chance for him to do so another three more times. If we have four Void Incursions, tell me, what do you think would be our chances to shatter the Heavenly Canopy?”

“I would like to meet this kid,” Leviathan sighed, “He seems to be something special. But he has no chance of survival, White Queen. There have not been any Void Incursions for more than nine hundred thousand years, and this means that the sort of monster he would face would be an ancient calamity. No one at his level would be able to survive that fight, even if we empower him to the limit of what he can take. Can you imagine what monstrosity is able to survive in that chaos for nearly a million years? They would at least have to be of Royal Blood.”

“Yes, but you forget we have a monster of our own.” Yseult quickly replied, “What sort of a mind would withstand the weight of breaking through the barriers over his Lumina Pool in a Greater Fragment with four seeds?! I know of only one, and they are now Ascendant.”

“Surely, you do not compare him with my Ancestor,” Stone Monkey growled.

“If the shoes fit,” Yseult shrugged. “Anyway, my point is, the strength of his will is something that we can all attest to, and that means if we can give him the chance to move that fight into a space that accommodate that strength, there may be a chance that he might come out of this on top, and if he dies… well, he already served his purpose.”

“We are already going against the direction of the heavens as it is,” Cherry Blossom suddenly spoke in a subdued voice, “All I know is that the path you are calling for is one that cannot be properly quantified. Are you sure you will want to take this path? This child is a Red One; his race is cursed from birth, and now we know he is a monster. How are you sure we are not replacing one shackles for another?”

Yseult slammed the side of her throne, and she stood up, her anger shaking the hall, “Look around you, Butter Yellow, how many of us have fought, bled, and died from this hall alone. That broken throne by your right belongs to your brother… he saved you and your clan, and yet, he was torn to pieces by the people he saved. That is only the tip of the iceberg, and you know how much suffering we have endured to bring us to this place. We are beyond the time for soft approach or balanced options. We do not need heroes any longer; we need monsters, and I will create the greatest monster of all. Now, are you all going to help me with this, or do I walk this road alone?”

The silence lasted for a while, and then Stone Monkey spoke, “What do you need?”

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