บท 197: Resurrection?

"Thanks. I needed that." Aaron replied to Memica, his hands massaging his head as he finished talking. "Now, I need to get back to making this place look cool. I've talked for long enough. Let's get this place looking special." Aaron ended as more weapons began to adorn the walls, held in place by what appeared to be magic. Small weapons like a blade made from the bone of a skeleton. It was reminiscent of the Bone Blade he could create while on the first planet. It was his first and most used weapon.

"Memories, huh? They're coming back to the front of my head, and it was pretty cool." Aaron said to himself before an image of Yua and Light tried to show itself in his head, but it was blacked out by the strange corruption of Soul.

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These messages floated around Aaron's head, but something bothered him. The voice didn't belong to Soul. He kept on listening to these until one final voice clip played, and Aaron took in a sharp breath as he heard it.

{̵͍̇B̴̛̻͚̤̫̖̘̜̰̭̖̗͖̜̤́͗͐̈̎̀̈́́̾̔̕͜͝͝͝r̸̥̞̥̼̃i̴̛͇͈͚̤͂̍̊̈̃͆͑̓͊̋͘n̴̡̡̢̢̧̥̖͈̺̼̺̥̺̭̔̀̆͝͝ǵ̴͙̱̈́̐͑͝ ̴̨͇͓̀̀͌͋̔̈́͗̏̈́̒̐̉͝u̸̡̼͚̲͙̞̤̐̓̑̂̆͌̀̌̈́͘s̶͖̦̫̹̮̱̣̯̭̪̝̍̃̐͌̍̽̆̎̀͑̕̕͝͝ ̷̲͋̋̐̌͊́̍̈́͝͠b̷͍̩̳̣̫̹̙̭͕̲̰̯̍̄̌͜͠͝ā̷̩͎̠͕̖̗̘̀̌̾c̷̢̧̢̛͚̮̩̦̬͍̥̼̣̹̠͐̌̀̋̆̃̄͠͠ķ̶̭̬͖̀̑̍̀͠.̶̛̲̤̋̿̈́̈́͆̕}̸̙̻̠̦̼̎͛͛́͋̿̒͆͂̒̔̈́͜͜

This one was different. It was in the very glitchy voice of Yua, and Aaron tried to figure out what he should do. It was the voice of Yua. The one who had died because of the church alongside the dragon who went by the name of Light. Although, something didn't seem right. He didn't care.

[What the fuck is going on, Aaron? So many strange things are happening.] Memica asked Aaron, practically yelling into his ear. 'I don't know, okay?!' Aaron mentally screamed back as he tried to piece together what he had heard. 'This is going be the thing that gets me fucking killed, isn't it? Dead people, someone using the voices of people I know from the past to control a part of my life. Something like that is going to happen, I guarantee you.' Aaron said to Memica. 'However, if it's somehow them and their souls, I can't just leave them there. I let them die once, and I won't let it happen again.'

Aaron then got to work on trying to summon the pair but realised that he should only do it when he was outside. If he tried to bring back Light, the dragon, Aaron wasn't sure if he'd break the ceiling or not. He didn't want to risk it. Aaron walked out of the Artifacts room, looking at Free, Seph, Crystet and None as they were mesmerised by the shining lights from the Souls. It was captivating, and he couldn't blame them for liking how they looked.

Aaron pressed the button that made the slide go upwards, and he went flying up to the sitting room, the hatch still open. Aaron smiled, and he walked outside, the sun shining on him. Aaron sat down on the ground, his arm outstretched. He was going to try to summon Light and Yua. It might work, and that's why Aaron was trying. He tried his best to remember what their faces looked like, but he couldn't see them. Soul was covering them.

'̶I̶'̵m̶ ̷n̴o̸t̴ ̷l̷e̶t̸t̸i̴n̵g̶ ̵y̶o̷u̷ ̶d̸o̷ ̸a̷n̵y̸t̵h̵i̵n̴g̴ ̶s̸t̷u̴p̷i̷d̵,̶ ̶A̴a̷r̴o̶n̴.̴ ̴I̸'̶m̸ ̶t̸r̵y̶i̶n̸g̵ ̷t̷o̶ ̷h̸e̴l̶p̷ ̴y̵o̵u̶.̵'̸ Soul told him in his mind, but Aaron wasn't going to listen to him. He just kept on mentally preparing himself to summon the pair, and before long, Soul decided he couldn't just stand idly by. Aaron's body was almost immediately half-covered by Soul. "̷I̸ ̴k̴n̴o̶w̶ ̴i̸t̵ ̸d̶o̵e̷s̸n̵'̴t̴ ̵s̵e̷e̸m̴ ̸l̵i̸k̸e̴ ̶i̷t̸,̶ ̵b̶u̸t̵ ̵I̸ ̶w̸a̶n̶t̶ ̶t̵o̴ ̸h̵e̵l̷p̵ ̶y̴o̸u̶.̸ ̷I̸f̶ ̵y̴o̸u̸ ̵g̴e̷t̶ ̴i̶n̷j̸u̴r̶e̵d̵,̸ ̶I̶ ̵g̶e̶t̸ ̶i̷n̴j̶u̵r̸e̵d̷.̶ ̷i̶f̵ ̶y̴o̶u̷ ̵d̷i̸e̷,̸ ̵I̵ ̴d̵i̷e̸.̵ ̷I̵ ̶d̸o̷n̷'̴t̵ ̶e̴n̴j̴o̷y̸ ̶t̶h̶e̵ ̷s̴e̴n̶s̷a̴t̵i̵o̶n̸ ̷o̵f̸ ̵d̷y̴i̴n̵g̵ ̴a̶n̷y̵m̸o̸r̴e̴,̸ ̷s̸o̷ ̷I̴'̷m̴ ̴n̴o̷t̷ ̴g̷o̵i̷n̴g̶ ̵t̵o̵ ̸l̵e̷t̶ ̷y̵o̵u̸ ̵d̶o̶ ̴s̵o̶m̷e̵t̷h̴i̶n̵g̴ ̵l̷i̵k̷e̸ ̵t̸h̷i̶s̵ ̵t̴o̵ ̴y̵o̵u̴r̴s̴e̷l̴f̷!̵"̵ Soul yelled out, his voice now audible in the physical world. "You only wanted to take control! You have no reason to want to help me, except for your own selfish needs!" Aaron responded, his voice matching Soul's in volume.

"̵I̷ ̸u̷s̶e̶d̷ ̶t̵o̸ ̴l̶i̷k̶e̶ ̵d̸y̷i̸n̷g̵.̶ ̸I̵t̶ ̸w̶a̴s̸ ̴f̷u̸n̴.̷ ̵N̸o̸w̸,̴ ̷t̵h̴o̶u̴g̴h̸,̵ ̸i̵t̵ ̴s̶e̶e̶m̶s̸ ̷b̶o̸r̸i̵n̶g̶.̶ ̵I̷ ̵a̴c̴k̴n̷o̴w̴l̶e̴d̸g̵e̷ ̸t̷h̶e̴ ̵f̸e̶e̵l̷i̴n̴g̵ ̶o̸f̵ ̸p̵a̵i̴n̶,̵ ̸e̸v̸e̷r̴ ̶s̶i̶n̵c̴e̵ ̸y̵o̴u̸ ̶m̵a̷d̷e̸ ̵p̶r̴o̸p̴e̷r̵ ̶c̶o̷n̸t̴a̵c̶t̶ ̶w̶i̶t̵h̶ ̶m̷e̷,̶ ̷a̴n̴d̶ ̸n̴o̴w̸ ̴I̷ ̶m̶a̶d̵e̸ ̶o̷u̷t̸ ̶l̴i̶t̸t̷l̴e̸ ̸a̶r̴r̵a̴n̷g̸e̴m̵e̶n̴t̸ ̵s̶o̸ ̴t̴h̶a̸t̴ ̶I̷ ̵c̶a̴n̶ ̶s̶t̷o̵p̴ ̷s̸t̸u̶p̵i̴d̷ ̸s̴t̴u̸f̵f̶ ̸l̵i̶k̷e̵ ̷T̷H̷I̷S̶ ̷f̷r̶o̸m̴ ̶h̷a̴p̵p̵e̷n̵i̸n̴g̶!̸"̵ Soul replied, finally getting through to Aaron. "̴I̶ ̸h̷a̴d̵ ̶t̸o̶ ̷t̴h̶r̸e̷a̴t̵e̸n̸ ̴y̶o̵u̴ ̵t̵o̴ ̷g̵e̷t̷ ̷m̷y̶ ̸p̸o̸i̴n̶t̵ ̵a̷c̷r̶o̸s̶s̵!̷ ̷I̴f̶ ̷I̵ ̴d̴i̴d̷n̶'̶t̶,̸ ̵y̶o̸u̷ ̴w̶o̵u̶l̷d̶n̴'̶t̶ ̸h̸a̶v̶e̴ ̵t̷a̸k̵e̶n̷ ̸m̵e̵ ̵s̵e̴r̵i̸o̵u̵s̶l̷y̶,̵ ̸a̷n̶d̷ ̶y̷o̶u̵'̸d̶ ̶h̸a̵v̸e̷ ̵b̴e̶e̶n̵ ̸s̴u̶r̴p̸r̸i̵s̶e̵d̵ ̸w̴h̴e̴n̵ ̸I̶ ̴t̴o̶o̷k̵ ̷o̷v̶e̵r̵!̴ ̶I̸f̷ ̶I̸ ̷h̴a̶d̶ ̶a̴p̶p̸r̶o̶a̶c̷h̴e̸d̶ ̷i̵t̶ ̷a̵l̷l̴ ̶k̸i̵n̴d̴ ̸a̸n̸d̶ ̴h̸a̵p̶p̷y̸-̷l̵i̵k̶e̴ ̶y̷o̴u̷ ̸w̵o̴u̴l̸d̴ ̷n̷o̸t̶ ̸b̸e̷ ̵A̷L̴I̵V̸E̴ ̷r̷i̷g̴h̶t̸ ̵n̵o̴w̵!̶ ̴I̷ ̶w̵a̷s̴ ̶t̸h̶e̸ ̵o̵n̵e̴ ̷w̴h̷o̸ ̷s̷a̵v̸e̵d̵ ̸y̸o̷u̶r̷ ̷b̵o̶d̵y̶ ̸f̸r̶o̵m̸ ̷b̷e̵i̴n̴g̴ ̸d̶e̸s̶t̶r̵o̷y̴e̸d̴ ̷b̵y̵ ̸t̵h̵a̷t̸ ̴s̴w̵o̶r̶d̸s̷m̶a̴n̴!̸ ̴H̴e̴ ̶h̵a̷d̵ ̶t̴h̸e̴ ̸p̴o̴w̸e̶r̸ ̵t̵o̶ ̷k̶i̶l̶l̶ ̸y̵o̶u̶r̸ ̵b̸o̶d̵y̴,̸ ̶b̸u̵t̶ ̷h̷e̴ ̷d̴i̴d̴n̸'̷t̸ ̴h̵a̶v̷e̶ ̵t̵h̶e̸ ̵p̷o̶w̴e̷r̵ ̷t̸o̸ ̴s̵t̸o̴p̴ ̷m̴e̷!̴ ̶I̸ ̸a̴m̵ ̵t̷h̷e̴ ̴m̵o̷s̶t̶ ̸p̸o̵w̸e̵r̵f̴u̵l̶ ̶w̷e̷a̸p̴o̷n̵ ̵y̵o̸u̴ ̷h̵a̸v̴e̸,̷ ̶a̸n̴d̴ ̶n̶o̷t̷ ̴e̵v̵e̴n̸ ̵o̴t̷h̸e̸r̴ ̸B̴o̷u̴n̷d̷l̴e̴s̴s̶ ̵p̴e̵o̴p̵l̷e̷ ̶o̷f̵ ̵t̵h̷e̵ ̸s̸a̴m̷e̸ ̷l̷e̴v̷e̶l̵ ̵c̶a̷n̷ ̵b̵e̸a̴t̸ ̶y̴o̵u̴!̶"̸

Aaron was left shocked. He didn't realise that Soul had saved him. "̸Y̶o̴u̴ ̴d̸o̸n̸'̴t̴ ̴r̸e̶m̷e̶m̸b̶e̵r̴,̷ ̵s̵o̶ ̵l̶e̸t̴ ̵m̷e̴ ̵s̴h̴o̴w̶ ̶y̷o̴u̸.̶"̴ Soul told him, as his eyes were enveloped in a third-dimensional view of himself, almost as if this was a top-down video game. Aaron was lying on the ground, a hole through his chest, and the white-haired swordsman was preparing to kill Crystet, but that's when Aaron saw Soul encompass his body and attack the man, leaving Crystet alive. "̷B̸e̵c̷a̷u̷s̶e̸ ̸o̸f̷ ̴m̶e̵,̸ ̸C̶r̶y̴s̴t̷e̷t̶ ̶i̵s̸ ̸a̵l̶i̷v̶e̴,̴ ̷A̴a̶r̸o̸n̵.̷ ̷H̴e̵ ̸o̵n̸l̶y̶ ̷g̵o̵t̴ ̷l̴u̷c̷k̵y̶ ̵w̶i̶t̵h̷ ̴t̵h̷a̷t̶ ̷S̷u̵p̵r̵e̵m̴a̵c̵y̷ ̸S̵k̵i̶l̶l̴ ̶b̷u̶l̵l̶s̷h̷i̶t̴.̵ ̵Y̶o̴u̷ ̶c̴a̷n̴ ̴s̸t̸i̷l̴l̸ ̶m̸o̸v̵e̴ ̵i̴n̸ ̶t̵h̴a̴t̵,̵ ̸s̶o̵ ̷i̸t̷ ̷o̶n̶l̵y̷ ̶a̸f̷f̷e̵c̸t̵s̷ ̸n̸o̴n̸-̷B̸o̵u̶n̷d̷l̷e̷s̶s̸ ̸p̸e̵o̷p̵l̵e̸,̸ ̷s̶i̸n̶c̷e̸ ̶h̵e̷ ̴i̷s̸n̵'̸t̸ ̶B̸o̸u̷n̷d̴l̵e̵s̷s̸.̷ ̷T̷h̵e̸ ̴s̵e̵c̷o̴n̶d̸ ̸h̸e̵ ̷b̸e̸c̵o̵m̷e̴s̵ ̴B̶o̸u̵n̴d̶l̴e̵s̶s̵,̴ ̵I̴'̶m̷ ̷w̴i̶l̷l̶i̴n̴g̷ ̶t̴o̸ ̶b̵e̷t̵ ̷n̵o̴t̷ ̵e̵v̵e̵n̸ ̵y̸o̴u̸ ̶c̴o̴u̶l̸d̸ ̵e̶s̵c̷a̸p̶e̵ ̴h̶i̵s̷ ̸T̵i̵m̴e̵-̵S̵t̵o̸p̴.̶"̴ Soul explained, and the memory faded from his vision.

"You're my evil side, but you're also my Soul. The very culmination of my being. You are the sole reason for my existence, aren't you?" Aaron asked as Soul chuckled in his mind.

"̷Y̴u̸p̸.̷ ̴Y̶o̵u̵ ̷a̶r̸e̵n̷'̸t̶ ̶s̸o̴m̴e̴o̶n̷e̷ ̷w̴h̸o̷ ̷c̶a̴n̵ ̶l̴i̵v̸e̷ ̷w̸i̶t̵h̵o̶u̷t̶ ̴t̸h̶e̴i̸r̷ ̸S̴o̵u̶l̷.̶"̴