Chapitre 7: Separation
Mark watched as John walked behind him and operated some sort of computer panel, the tank that had the werewolf-like creature and the 2 tanks that had two humanoid creatures lit up.
The former reacted violently towards this change as it desperately shook its body trying to get out of the tank. The latter didn't have much of a reaction except for their bodies which suddenly experienced muscles spasm.
The 3 metal tentacles seemed to have sucked something from 3 of them as their bodies shook for one last time before stopping moving entirely.
"The werewolf on your right and the two humans on your left are both Surpassed rank." John with his habit of talking to his victims was as annoying as usual.
After a long period of research and experiment, humans had separated The Divine and The Corrupted into 6 different ranks based on their souls' might.
The Divine were split into the following:
Evolved
Surpassed
Transcended
Beyond
Demigod
Almighty
Similar to The Divine, The Corrupted were also split into 6 different ranks which were:
Evolved
Surpassed
Fallen
Forsaken
Forgotten
Demonic
Each rank except Demonic and Almighty had 2 minor ranks which were named Lesser and Higher.
So a lower rank Evolved would be called a Lesser Evolved while a higher rank Evolved would be called Higher Evolved.
"I will implant the Fallen remnants and the Transcend remnants into your soul to make it able to walk on both paths."The old man spoke after pausing a little.
Mark heard what the old man said and even though his life was on the line, he couldn't help but think:
'...Hope I won't turn into some kind of werewolf.'
After 10 seconds, John spoke again which snapped him out of his thought:
"Of course, you won't have the power equivalent to a Surpassed. This only serves as a medium for the separation of your soul and shapes them so that they're suitable to walk on both paths."
'...Of course.'
It would be a lie if Mark said he wasn't expecting to immediately gain some powerful abilities.
Even though he knew it was a delusional thought but hearing the truth himself was still quite unpleasant.
At this point, the mysterious voice that he heard earlier spoke again, its tone filled with sarcasm:
[Keep daydreaming and perhaps it might come true.]
Mark didn't react to the voice's mockery but instead asked calmly in his mind:
'Is it time already?'
[...A little while more, a few things got out of my estimations but as long as we do our part, it should be fine.] The voice replied matter-of-factly.
Mark was flabbergasted by what the voice said as he asked again:
'What do you mean "got out of my estimations"?'
[It means stop bitching and just do your part.] The voice answered, it sounded slightly annoyed.
Mark didn't say anything else and remained silent as he watched John pressing a series of buttons and typing down multiple commands.
A few minutes later, John looked up at Mark and said curtly:
"It's time."
He pulled a lever on the side of the tank and it made a loud booming noise.
Boom!
Mark watched this happen as the voice whispered into his ears:
[This is going to hurt, a lot.]
Mark had experienced unimaginable pain over the past 3 days, but for the voice to say such...his face grimaced a little at the thought about what was going to happen.
Immediately after that Mark felt something enter his mind through the giant metal tentacles.
...2 things, actually
Veins popped up on his forehead as he felt two invisible pressures growing second by second. Eventually, it grew so heavy that he couldn't suppress his screams.
Even though he was still wearing the muzzles and was submerged in liquid, his screams could still be heard loud and clear from outside the tank.
"AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The screams resounded in the room for a long time before he passed out due to the pressure.
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After an unknown amount of time, Mark opened his eyes slightly. His mind was feeling groggy and blurry as if he was having a hangover.
'What...happened?'
It took him a little bit of time as his eyes adjusted themselves to be able to see the surroundings.
He glanced around and found out he was no longer in the chemical tank but in a dark void that seemed to be boundless.
As he wondered where was he at, a cold hand like that of a dead person suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
This made him flinch back as he turned around to see the owner of the hand.
His eyes widened slightly, he saw that the owner of the hand.....was none other than himself.
"Mark" was looking at him with cold and indifferent eyes that carried a hint of madness and domination, which made one want to yield before him.
Mark opened his mouth slightly and stuttered:
"W-Who are you?"
[...You already know who I am, what matters is...look behind you] He pointed behind Mark with his right finger.
Mark heard this and unconsciously turned his back, what he saw made him feel even more dumbfounded than just now.
Two massive figures were battling each other, the one to his left was a concentration of darkness that seemed to come to life. It created an illusory feeling that all of the world's evilness came from it.
The other one was also pure darkness but instead of the chaotic feelings of evil, it felt emotionless, almost as if it was...dead.
"Is that..."
[Exactly what you think it is.] Mark was about to say something but "Mark" quickly interjected him.
[The Corrupted remnants and The Divine remnants are battling for control, we need to be quick or else....]
"Mark" didn't continue what he was saying but instead asked Mark seemingly out of nowhere:
[Do you still have the bracelet?]
"Huh? Bracelet? What bracelet?"
Mark was about to say something else but suddenly a flood of memories entered his mind. It was the memories when he met the hooded old lady and got the bracelet from her.
It was supposed to be a good luck charm...but looked how he ended up 3 days later after he took it.
[Take it out.] "Mark" ordered coldly.
"...How's that supposed to help us?" Mark grumbled at his counterpart.
"And besides, how am I suppose to hav..?"
He touched his pants' left pockets while saying so, but suddenly his hand came in contact with an unknown object.
He pulled out the thing and surprisingly, it was the bracelet.
"How in the universe..."
[As expected.] "Mark" said calmly.
Mark was starting to get annoyed by his counterpart constantly interjecting his words. He soon threw the thought aside as he asked in bewilderment:
"...What do you mean?"
"Mark" didn't answer immediately as he pulled out the same bracelet from his pockets, then he said half doubtfully half expectantly:
[That old woman definitely has something to do with this whole fiasco, but I'm not sure what. Although I have a feeling that this bracelet will be helpful to us.]
Mark was silent for 2 seconds, then he asked:
"So we proceed as planned?"
[Yes, hold the bracelet tightly.]
Mark followed what he was told and both of them turned their heads to the 2 figures' positions.
He silently took a deep breath as he thought about what his counterpart and him had planned earlier while he was in the tank.
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