Chapter 836: Chapter 834-What Choice To Be Made?

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Chapter 836: Chapter 834-What Choice To Be Made?



"A powerful play indeed,"

I spoke, to which Alex chimed in.

"It places the current you like a de facto leader among the current students. Even if everyone doesn't admit it openly, they all think you are the strongest gathered now."

I didn't reject Alex's words, as I myself can see better than anyone else right now the fact of what people think about their senses flowing, their whispers resounding in my mind, the darkness happening all around, all for me to see and split apart. It's beautiful and dark. No wonder many people turn to the dark side after learning some truths about the world as a whole.

"You didn't just bring us here to give us this information, right?"

Suddenly, Mika asked, her words being soft yet powerful, to which I nodded my head.

"The main topic of today's gathering will be about how we will deal with it all. This being a big issue, we need to be careful about how we do this, and we also need to be cautious about which side we will choose to move toward."

My words contained a certain darkness, and it made some of the ones gathered here a bit uncomfortable about the mere fact of betraying this side and perhaps jumping to the other side. It all being things that don't make a lot of sense and, in a sense, could be said to be a dark behaviour that shouldn't be shown by leaders.

"You are talking about standing on the side of the winners?"

Rina asked with a smirk, knowing very well where this was going, to which I nodded my head. It made some flinch as Rika spoke.

"That is just a betrayal of everything. It's what losers or people without any backbone do."

"It's how people survive,"

Nihil, now resolved to be a part of my following, will also follow my goal, while the outside one will be Tron. I know him well, but he works under me from the order of Ralph. He knows the fact that I hold immense power, respect, and command within the DarkNight, and he sees me as the perfect follower to rise to power.

His own greed and the future he sees following me keep him loyal to me. Unlike the rest, his life or everything around him doesn't follow at my whim, and I like it. It's good to have one person in the room who would, with confidence, go against my idea. The reason the greatest fail is due to their complacency.

They think they are bulletproof, that whatever they touch turns to gold. That will be the end of them, taking them to the ground of failure. And I have no desire for that to happen to me. That's why I keep someone like Tron next to me-someone I can give a bit of my trust, but someone I can't trust fully and will go against me if need be.

"A lot of expectations in this room,"

I mused as I felt the different emotions boiling in the place. I know very well who will follow me without question and who will follow me while still feeling a pang in their chest. The main part of this meeting is to determine if we would fight against this coming wave of ride neutrally or if we would fight against it to the best of our strengths.

"The toughest choice requires the strongest wills. I once read it in an archaeological record about a single person who headed out to wipe out half of all populations in the thought that the other half would thrive from it..."

My words gained focus as I continued to speak.

"In a way, he was right. By wiping out the half, he would have seen the growth from it. He would have saved the world from its own fall. But it also comes with the fact: who is he to make that decision for the whole world? People make their own choices, and they would have

to deal with the consequences, too."

A silence threaded out as I spoke.

"When you pray for the rain, you will also have to deal with the mud too."

As I said this, I focused my eyes to look around-all those gazes looking at me, all those expectations. It feels a bit different to deal with it all as I now walk upon the half-divine-a sort of messy, tingling feeling as if I am watching this and dealing with it all from the perspective of another. At my level, there are few who would even try to match me or come close to me.

My fingers rhythmically tapped against the table as I took all the expectations in.