Book 6: Chapter 48

Book 6: Chapter 48

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I’m interrupted from my little vacation after just a single day of relaxation when the Fractures start getting worse at a rapid pace. One so rapid that they are just appearing nonstop at all times around the planet.

I click my tongue before putting away the most recent book I was reading. Then I teleport to space above the planet and cross my arms as I focus on the blood within my own body.

There are too many of them. And none of them are closing.

So there’s only one thing I can do right now.

I close my eyes while focusing on each individual droplet of blood within my body. And after getting a lock on them, I send them out in tiny little strings. Strings so small that they’re invisible to the regular human eye.

One thing that can still close these Fractures...

I control the strings to continue through the air, avoiding anything and anyone until they finally make contact with each Fracture.

Making them all get instantly devoured by the Red Plague in seconds.

...is my blood.

I realized it while I was reading. That if the Red Plague was strong enough to destroy artificial realities, and the universe itself, it should be able to devour little portals like these Fractures with ease.

The only hard part about this is avoiding devouring any humans or demons in the process.

Although the void creatures I devour don’t really matter. Actually, it’s probably for the best that they’re devoured.

I make sure to refine my technique at doing this with every Fracture that opens up. And when I feel comfortable enough with it, I start gradually doing it with my clones as well. Sealing up one Fracture after another as they all appear at around the same pace that I seal them away. Meanwhile I devour the void creatures that hop out of the Fractures before I can seal them.

Overall, this whole fiasco is very annoying, stressful, gives me very little time to think, but at least feeds me a lot of void creatures.

I’m growing stronger far faster now than I was before.

But after slaughtering who knows how many void creatures, I remember something crucial that I was so busy dealing with the aftermath of the problem that I forgot to even look at the source of said problem. So I pause for a second in dealing with several hundred other worlds in order to focus on said source.

It doesn’t hurt me doing so, so there’s no reason not to help them.

“But it does hurt you...” I hear Tar mutter at the same time as I cough out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

That comment has me pausing for a moment, but I continue all the same. Without even knowing why myself.

Maybe it’s because this is what some of my friends would want? Or am I growing soft?

Just a little bit.

I continue pushing myself all the way till I finish moving the planets and immediately lose all control over my body. To the point that I’d likely collapse in a sweaty heap on the ground if there were any ground up here in space.

But there isn’t, so it’s fine.

Alright. That problem is dealt with.

I let my clones resume devouring the void creatures, restoring myself a little in the process without overtaxing myself in the hunt itself. And after I finish that, I let out a deep breath – which again shouldn’t be possible since I’m in space but whatever – then I return my attention to the Voided Overlord.

Huh.

Well, that’s not good.

What I find when I look at the Voided Overlord again is the thing’s hands stretching the rift ever so slightly. Just a tiny amount.

But it’s enough to find one of the Voided Overlord’s eyes looking directly at me between its hands.

And it’s pissed.

I glance back at Earth before muttering out loud, “Sorry, Belle, but I’m not sure if I’ll be making it to your wedding.”

Then I turn back and head over towards the rift again.