Chapter 118 Singularity Dark Terror

Chapter 118 Singularity Dark Terror

Northern relaxed into the worn couch in Annette's quarters, her bed sitting opposite but currently unoccupied.

She had welcomed him to stay for a few hours while she went to arrange lodging per Gilbert's instructions.

'Her place is set apart from the rest...'

Unlike the pseudo-civilization teeming with survivors, Annette's abode stood in blessed seclusion.

Still, it remained close enough to avoid monster onslaughts - though even at this location, Northern doubted she could ever truly avoid such threats entirely.

'But then, Instructor Anne is quite strong, and she's probably only grown... She may be the strongest here besides Gilbert... I wonder if the twins are around as well.'

For several leisurely minutes, Northern simply lounged on the couch, mind idly wandering.

But then he remembered a task at hand. Closing his eyes, he opened them once more to the grandeur of the Limitless Void's throne hall.

He found himself standing before the sinister flames dancing their eerie ballet, shrouding the enormous throne in a tenebrous aura of dread authority.

"Hmmm..." Northern paused, staring into the hypnotic undulations for a few heartbeats.

Then, averting his gaze, he turned to the side.

Adding a solemn depth to his tone, he called out:

"Dark Terror..."

A thick flame as black as the night itself erupted before him, flickering with dancing azure hues.

As it slowly receded, the stalwart form of a monster took shape from the fiery depths.

Red tetrad eyes burned with graceless ferality, the Terror's maw slightly ajar to reveal terrifying rows of jagged fangs.

It stood even taller than before, forcing Northern to crane his neck upwards into that scorching glare.

Black lustrous horns twisted from its head, while an extra pair of arms had emerged beneath the originals - both pairs coiled like wire cables beneath the monster's onyx skin.

Its sinuous tail slithered out from behind, gently swaying.

"As fearsome as ever..." Northern murmured, folding his arms as he appraised the Terror's evolution with an approving nod.

His gaze lingered on those new secondary limbs. 'These must be from after its evolution.'

If he recalled correctly, he had managed to slay Night Terror just as that metamorphosis was completing.

"That was unnatural luck," he said softly, pursing his lips. "I don't know where I'd be now if I hadn't unlocked the Unseeing Eyes."

Gently, he reached out to lay a hand on the Terror's bulging, furred chest. Its skin held a sinister, stinging chill that prickled gooseflesh up his arm.

"Let's make sure we don't ever get that close to dying again," Northern vowed.

With a sigh, he called out again:

[You can use talent fragments to further evolve this talent]

Northern's jaw went slack as another explanation panel materialized:

[By having your Singularity clone utilize the Void ability, you did not simply materialize Dark Terror - you permanently separated that one clone's existence into an independent Singularity]

"Crap..." he breathed out in awe.

He had certainly not expected such a magnified, paradigm-

shifting result.

His original thought had been that instead of manifesting Night Terror directly onto himself, having a clone do so would prove more effective.

That way he could diversify his power, especially if the clone could also wield the Vestige of Chaos' abilities.

But to think his clone would permanently become Dark Terror itself by achieving true singularity...

'Does that mean the sole purpose of the Singularity was always meant to separate the one clone, to elevate it into its own entity?'

It would certainly explain the ability's name - Me, Myself and I - as well as the description: [I am the only one, it is me, myself and I! All others strengthen me.]

'Now that I think about it...it does sound exactly like something meant to develop a sense of true, individual self.'

Northern studied the motionless Terror, not a shred of outward emotion or awareness on its hideous features.

Then his gaze turned to the flickering form of Koll.

'So if I rank up the talent further, I might be able to create a Singularity Koll as well?'

The prospect was almost too tantalizing to behold.

With a slight pang of regret, he dismissed Koll back into the void's embrace, leaving only Dark Terror's presence behind.

Grinning widely, he spoke to the Terror:

"You and I are going to accomplish great things together."

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[A/N]

I'm getting so excited, I feel like we have finally entered into the story ha ha.