Chapter 129: The Onnikai’s Revelation.

Chapter 129: The Onnikai’s Revelation.

It was like a haze, the former onnikai boss began. I wandered through the years without a real goal. All I could think about was the anger and pain I felt during its death. I never thought I would turn into what you call onnikai.

The reborn spirit explained the memories of its time during the War for the Faefolk were mostly gone, having either degraded through all its time as an onnikai or from self-preservation to slightly quell its rampaging emotion. It confessed that it has lashed out at anything in its surroundings, as inflicting pain on others made it feel happy. Once it experienced this sadistic tendency for the first time, it knew from instinct that it had to continue to calm down its raging heart.

However, it never went to the extent of the attack on Rashan Village. It attacked both monsters and humanoids, but was rarely able to slay them as a single onnikai was weak on its own. However, its instincts told it to spread pain, not to kill, so it felt satisfaction either way.

It wasnt a happy life, it admitted, but it was all it could do. A spirit was a simple thinking fae like a small animal and it inherited this trait once it transformed into an onnikai.

The spirit continued, I have no idea when but, eventually, the haze suddenly disappeared when a human captured me with a net. From my memory, I believe they mentioned that it was a mana-woven net.

If I remember correctly, Tasianna and Princess Schuri were captured in a mana-woven net, too. That means those nets are a standard tool for fae hunters, then.

The mist in my mind was cleared up bymore pain and anguish, the yellow light of the spirit began to flicker like a broken light bulb. I detected many more of my kind. I was put inside that orb! I felt my life sucked away to the point it awakened my repressed memories of that time! B-But it was nothing but the memory of my death! Aaaarghhhh! My DEATH! My deeeaaaaaathhhhh! Argghhhhh!

The spirit began to darkened and a red hue started taking over its yellow body. The flickering also started becoming more aggressive like a firecracker, sparkling so bright that it was blinding me slightly.

Zephira noticed this and immediately acted on it. She held up Silvas staff and her rainbow-colored butterflies swarmed around the spirit. The light dulled around the spirit and all the red disappeared.

Well, I knew this would happen. Thank goodness I decided to stay around for the story instead of just watching it back in my realm, Zephira remarked after stopping the spirit from, supposedly, rampaging. It would be problematic if it were to turn back into an onnikai. What a headache. Zephira pursed her lips a bit, before stopping once she remembered people were watching her intently. I believe her true self wants to break out.

I-Im sorry. I cant control it; I cant control it. I dont want to remember, the spirit meekly uttered, squeezing my heart a bit as I saw it.

Was it right of me to demand somebody to remember and then reveal the pain of their past? No, it wasnt. It was selfish of me to do it to the spirit when it was just released from its onnikai self. However, what should I do then? For the safety of my party, I had to know about the onnikai before even considering bringing these garms with me. They clearly wanted it, so I had to at least think about it.

And without any information on the subject, how can I make an educated choice? After receiving a confirmation that my guess that the spirit nearly rampaged was correct, knowing more about its past was paramount. And, honestly, I was becoming dreadfully curious the longer I was denied the truth.

Seemingly figuring out what I was thinking, Tasianna grabbed my shoulder and looked at me with a let me handle look before transforming back into her fairy form. She then flew over to the spirit. Sievulei, although it might not compare to yours, I have felt a similar pain to what was afflicted to you. Those humansdid they watch you with those greed-filled eyes as they ridiculed you?

Oi, what is she planning?!

G-Greedhe he he hik hik hik hik ha ha ha! similar to what happened before, the spirits body began to flicker after it burst into laughter. I was nervous it would turn back into an onnikai but Zephira stood still. They laughed! They laughed at me! Ha ha ha hik hik hik hik! Their words, Were getting paid a bagful just for throwing a net! This is the easiest job ever! I can remember! I remember their words, aarrrrrghhhh!

The color of the spirit was now a mix of black, red, and yellow. My eyes were wavering, eyeing Zephira, and Tasianna in a rotation. I could feel my tail hair standing up as I looked at the glow the spirit was emanating, and I could only wonder why Zephira wasnt doing anything. She would act if something were to go out of hand, right? Right?

As the light of the spirit began to look like a haze, it suddenly calmed down. But you felt the same anguish. You lost somebody. How? How are you so calm? You cried, you cried, you crieeeddd; I saw. I heard. I feel displeasure and sadness, but where is the anger? I cant turn you like the others, fairy.

Before the spirit actually told us its past, it explained to us how it was able to control the onnikai around it. Somehow, the orb it stayed in amplified its intelligence and power to the point it was able to overwhelm the other onnikai through its mana alone.

However, instead of controlling the others through force, the spirit was able to attract the other onnikai by feeding them mana to help them grow stronger. Most of the onnikai were driven by a desire to inflict pain or obtain revenge, so a source of nutrients was important for them. Besides, as these onnikai were all victims of the same cruelty, they most likely could relate to each other and realized that it was better to further their goals by working together.

Due to this mana, the boss spirit was able to attract not only onnikais, but also turn faefolk that shared any intense emotions with it. Due to this reason, any onnikai Silva purified were immediately turned back into an enemy as the emotions and memories it had couldnt be erased, so they were easy pickings for the spirit to turn back. The purification was simply a way for the onnikai to gain its sanity and rationality back.

If this was the Tasianna from when Hestia and I first met her, would there be a chance for her to transform into an onnikai or something similar? The sheer disgust she had for humans was suffocating back then.

Let it out, sievulei. Tasianna answered. I do not know if this will help you, but it helped me. My hatred for humans was like a fire before I met my current mistress. It became more bearable the more I allowed myself to share my burden with them, and they reciprocated it with kindness. Share with us your suffering, sievulei. Do not let your anger control yourself when you finally have a chance to break free.

Although hues of black and red were still visible on the spirits body, the flickering dimmed. The onnikai stayed silent for a while until it finally spoke, I gained consciousness once I felt the same sensation as when I died. The draining. My mana leaving my body as I was stuck in a dark place. I felt so weak, so meek, so lonely. Drain, rest, drain, rest, drain, rest, the cycle continued, continued with no sight of the end.

Every time the spirit was able to rest and regenerate its mana, it managed to take a glimpse of many other onnikai and faefolk in the room it stayed. It would always notice around person giving orders to others, telling them to follow the drain cycle properly otherwise their fuel would die. The spirit could remember most of what happened as it was around the time it gained its current status.

In that room, it met most of the onnikai we fought. The four spirits possessing the garms were also among them. Apparently, the ones inhabiting the garms bodies also gained more advanced intelligence after they adapted to their new bodies due to their influence. Hestia did mention the garms she fought were incredibly intelligent, being able to communicate with her and forming strategies mid-fight.

And then it happened. The cycle ended but, instead of freeing me, they placed me inside that orb. The sensation wasgreat. I felt mana flowing into me like never before and I adapted to it. I learned the language of men, the Common tongue. Any new memories I formed weren't hazy, and I can recall them even now. It was clarity, the spirit told us as its tiny wings flapped in elation. I remembered the monster. I remember himroots, plants, claws, fangs, liquids, all of natures gifts. Staffs, orbs, glass vials, scrolls, all tools of humanoids. Thaaaaatttt one, on the Wind Mothers and fairys belt. I remember theeeeemmm!

The spirit then flew towards one of the mana potions on Tasiannas belt, erratically moving around it like a hungry fly.

It then continued while flying around it, Yes, yes! Potion seller, alchemist, I remember their words! They spoke, they spoke, they spoke! I learned, I learned, I learned! They used us! Stuffed us into boxes to drain our mana! They looked at us and the creations they made with greed. Money, money, money, davi, davi, davi, they said! They brought us heeeeere!

Brought, huh? Could it be?

The spirit didnt mention a time or date, so it still wasnt 100% confirmedbut Im beginning to become extremely suspicious of Melias words. It was 90% or something. I just need a name or something to identify the culprit of this situation, and then I can ask Gael for some information.

The orb amplified my power! My mana could solidify and create my hands. I could mold it and the orb gave my mana the ability to drain power for me to grow, the spirit explained how it was able to form the onnikai beast. He told me. He told me. Steal mana. Become stronger. Become stronger. Gather all the mana and grow it all, he said, he said. Davison. Davison. I must kiiiiiiiiill him. Revenge! Reeeeeveeeeenge! They called him Davison!

Davison, noted.

Where was the Wind Mother. We cried, we cried for help. I cried for help, the spirit stopped flying around Tasianna and turned to Zephira in Silvas body. Zephira could only close her eyes as she was stared at. But Goddess Ilsaphone came. Our Goddess arrived when we needed her the most. She spoke to me, she gave me a new power. My solid mana could grant life to my kin. Like me, they can gain hands. With these handswe aimed for vengeance. Davison. Davison. He and all the humans! They will know our paaaiiiiiiinnnnnnn!

It then turned back to Tasianna, Fairyyou know our pain. You understand our suffering. Our anger is true. We lingered here for so long, but ourMY wish is now impossible. I have lost Goddess Ilsaphones blessing and regained the Wind Mothers soft breeze. I want revenge. I want Davison to die! I want the human race to rot! Heeeeellllppppppp meeeeeeeeeeee. Aiddd usss forsaaaken.

Enough! I shouted, glaring not only at the spirit but also the garms. I see, so following me is a convenient excuse so you may borrow my powers. I am not your pawn! Do you truly believe any of us would agree to your request when we came here specifically to foil your continued attack on the people above? I reject. I reject becoming your alpha; I am not your pack leader!

Miss Saori

Tasianna, before you say anything, think about this carefully. Even if we were to ignore your oath to Hesta for a moment, it is not the right action to accept these faefolks request. Hestia and I cannot and will not be able to accept it, you know this. Not only is Hestia dreaming to become an idol, but the friends she has made are also humans. I cannot help these faefolk because I seek a happy and fulfilling life, not one where I am the bloodhound of these psychopaths!

Despite raising my voice, Tasianna looked at me with a calm faade, undeterred at all at the fact a red mist was emitting from my eyes. Of course, I would never betray Lady Hestias and your trust at this point. I wouldnt dare do this to myfamily. HoweverI still wish to aid this spirit. Just once.

W-What?!

Please, hear me out, Miss Saori, Tasianna stated before I started scolding her. I am not driven by my dislike for humans, I swear to you this. What I actually want is to bring the man behind all of this to justice. You have realized it, no? The man behind all of this the alchemy guilds guild master. He came to these ruins a year ago and, according to the description from this spirit, it seems like it was put here by someone involved with alchemists and potion sellers.

She was right. At this point, if I were to call it a coincidence any longer, I would just be in denial. 90% is enough to be suspicious of somebody and the connection was too clear to ignore. It wasnt 100% yet purely because I had no idea what the Alchemy Guilds leaders goal was. Why did he put the onnikai here? Were the ruins nearly turning into a dungeon part of his plan? What about Baron Teullon? Did he know anything about this, or was he innocent in this whole plot?

Our party needed answers, and I bet Farron will too.

Tasianna then glanced at the spirit before returning her gaze to me. I will not follow the spirits revenge plot. My loyalty is Lady Hestias and yours alone. Even if I cannot like the human race, I do not seek their destruction anymore. Not after all that I have learned from my journey with you. After allI do not think Princess Schuri nor Princess Hestia would approve if I were to let my anger out. I have learned that I hate killing because of this anger of mine

So, she finally admits it.

I seeso you did slay those bandits back then, right? I asked.

Yes. I am sorry, I should have followed the plan. I admit that my anger got the better of me and I killed them purely because of my hate. I apologize for neglecting your words, Tasianna said with a bow.

While it was obvious to Hestia and me after we saw Tasiannas status after the battle, we werent willing to bring up the subject when the person most affected by it hadnt said anything. Tasianna was smart, so she must have considered us knowing through her leveling up after killing the bandits she lured away from the camp.

The original plan was to simply lure them away so the saurians could storm the camp to allow Hestia to rescue the imprisoned villagers from Carine village. Tasianna would use Hestias bombs to cause a distraction and simply allow them to return to the camp where the saurians and Hestia would take care of them. As Tasianna wasnt very proficient in combat yet, she shouldnt have fought them.

However, she did, and she slew them. Her level and a few of her skills rose after she returned to us. While I was glad that she came back safe and showed promise in battle, I was afraid it might have affected her mentality. Unlike Hestia and I, she wasnt a monster. Her mind wasnt affected by bestial instincts, so I was worried when she started acting meeker than usual.

Well, Im glad you finally shared this with me. Thank you, I said to reassure her I wasnt angry. So, can I assume you will not follow this onnikais path?

Yes, I swear on my name that I will not. I have come to learn to not condemn a whole race just because of a few black sheep. When the time comes, I will only direct my anger at the ones responsible for Princess Schuris death, and no one else. I wish to do the same for this spirit, Tasianna told me with conviction in her eyes. Draining faefolk for their mana is not only outlawed, but it will undoubtedly cause diplomatic problems for Artorias if Saelariel were to learn about this.

Ahh, I see, that is smart. I nodded my head. However, there isnt any evidence for Davisons crimes yet. That orb doesnt seem to have any, at least. Davison is also supported by an arcanuess, if I remember correctly. We could have Hestia ask for help from the royal family with her statusyou know what, this is a national problem for the kingdom, and I am not a politics expert despite my history knowledge. Let us speak with Ellaine about this before we make a move. We should inform Hestia before we go on with this, though, as this is a party decision.

After the spirit overheard what we said, it couldnt help but scoff at our decision, but still showed its thanks as we were still willing to help it get its revenge on the one who caused this whole event. I then turned my head to the garms.

Do you four understand what was said? If you wish to come with me, then you will listen to me. I do not care what your opinions on humans are at all. You will not attack any of them, otherwise, we will have an issue, I told them.

[PackLeaders orders are absolute.]

Once the bottle of wine was empty, I fell asleep. After dawn came and Silva woke up, we went back to the ruins. This time it wasnt to fight, but to explore.

Ruins of the Fenrirs Eclipse was the name, correct? I have my apprehension, but that sadly cant stop my history-loving side.

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