395. Caldera Industries’ Commitment

395. Caldera Industries’ Commitment

“... Unlike you, I’ve long given up on trying to keep the lights in people eyes.” A glimpse of humanity shone within the eyes of this monster before he bared his teeth in rage. “Infecta Rot is a group that hunts what we do. Genesis Stones, and the Advents. Specifically, the Advent of Wrath and the elusive Advent of Attachment. Two things the White Wing seeks.”

There was no explanation to why she sought after them. The Arbiter didn’t seem to know either, but it went without saying that Elysia was probably involved in this as well. Faux Angels were born from the Advent of Wrath if she remembered correctly. This led to Beholder E. describing exactly what he saw in the Frozen Springs.

“A beast that was neither a Corrupted nor something living confronted us. It is partially how I lost so many of my limbs. I can only describe it as a wrathful mountain with many wings and eyes... So the Advent of Wrath is what created it...”

“It indeed does. We only know so much of the Advents. Yet they influence the greater part of this world. Far, far more than we ever could.” Marionette harped, playing a silent tune on her strings like they were a harp. “Every Advent seems to have a product of some kind.”

She wasn’t wrong.

The Nexus had the Archetypes and the Corrupted as far as she was concerned.

The Eternal Library gave birth to the Beholders.

The Piece of the Fallen Star allowed people to fundamentally change themselves for better or worse. To what extent was yet to be seen.

The Apple created the seeds that induced a failed Corruption, creating Impuritas. Although, Impuritas could already exist without them to begin with.

And now, the Advent of Wrath which created the Faux Angels.

Caldera Industries has secretly been fighting for the Nexus, huh. I wouldn’t have expected that, but it’s a pleasant surprise.

“There is a lot of Nex brewing suddenly. Knalzark appears to be the source of it. He said he gave up trying to achieve what you seek. I find it... sad? I think this is the right emotion. Pity? No. A tragic irony that his power is to harness the pull of a broken star – a black hole. He could no longer be the light for the people he wanted to save.”

She nearly let loose of a long sigh of relief.

... I’m going to need comforting after this.

“With Jury?”

Mhm. I’ve never felt so exhausted in my entire life... Beholder Descartes 3 is next.

“First time you’ve been in a drawn-out meeting?”

No, but this is different. It feels like I’m fighting a Corrupted with only words. Is this how Anna felt when she fought me?

“The stakes aren’t as high here.”

I feel like they are.

“And speaking of stakes – Jury’s hungry for some steak. Would you like to go somewhere with her after this?”

Frost’s lips curled into a loving smile.

Her and I both. Ahaha... Yeah. That’s one way to give me the energy to keep up this act.

Both their eyes locked onto one another. Frost couldn’t begin to describe the urge to wave at her. It seemed inappropriate to dabble into these thoughts, but Frost was as human as one could be. She just wanted a moment of respite, even if it was just for a single second.