Daniel was still angry with Crying God who had a warm smile on his face as if what he had just done was very funny. His blue eyes squinted slightly as his lips pursed to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
After some moments, Crying God said, "Actually I came to inform you that the time for the meeting is due. Ten minutes from now the meeting will be commencing." "Oh, right," Daniel said, forgetting that he was angry with Crying God. "I guess I should log into F******k then." Hearing this Crying God couldn't help but chuckle, "Nah, this isn't necessary. I and Orpheus have worked together to develop something very fascinating. You'd love it." Daniel had a puzzled look, not for once following Crying God's train of thoughts. Why were Wizards like this? Crying God soon stopped chuckling as he said, "Well, Orpheus came up with the idea of using the virtual reality to convene our meetings. This way we'd be able to maintain our secrecy without being afraid of other secret organizations suddenly coming after us." Why didn't Orpheus tell me this earlier? Daniel couldn't help but ask himself. It seemed the Count was becoming more and more proud. He even chose not to tell him something as important as this when he was the founder of Curious Mythologist! It was so unfair! Now Crying God would see him as an idiot. "Orpheus got his employees from another galaxy to create a virtual reality which would be accessible to only those he chooses," Crying God continued. "At first, our goal was to just let only the consciousnesses of our members to enter the virtual space but..." "But what?" Daniel asked so that Crying God wouldn't feel he was the only one talking (as if he would mind!). "But I felt the idea wasn't exactly broad," Crying God said. "I discussed with him about allowing our true bodies to be able to enter as well." "This..." Daniel narrowed his eyes. He hadn't come across something like this in his entire life. Even when reading novels, he hadn't encountered any situation where the characters entered the virtual space with their physical body. It was only done with their consciousnesses. "So we fixed that issue," Crying God said. "He asked his employees to adjust the virtual space to allow physical bodies enter. This virtual space was further created to allow physical bodies entering it to be transformed into a set of codes. We'd exist in form of information!" Daniel's body couldn't help but tremble after that. He then said, "Only a Combat Magician would come up with such an idea." Crying God raise his chin slightly after being praised. He then said, "Now I've written a set of incantations you'd need to recite to be able to appear in the virtual space with your physical body." Crying God then paused before continuing, "If not, you can consider entering with only your consciousness. There's a device which allows that. I'll send it straight away." Suddenly a bracelet appeared beside Daniel, causing him to be slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Crying God's magic to be this powerful. Silently he took the bracelet and caressed it. It was just made of silver and had the name 'Curious Mythologists' carved in it. There was also an additional name 'Crimson Wolf's carved in it but it soon vanished as if it had never been there. "Strange," Daniel said as he wore the bracelet, not waiting for Crying God to tell to do so. It would spoil his overall image as the founder of Curious Mythologists. After seeing that Daniel had worn the bracelet, Crying God smiled, "See you at the Museum!" Hearing this, Daniel's facial muscles couldn't help but twitch. Crying God and Orpheus had already named the virtual space without informing him. Crimsones and Wizards were one of the most troublesome Cursed he had ever met. On one hand were the Crimsones who were always very proud and one the other hand were Wizards who were always so mischievous and intelligent. Daniel expected Crying God to end the call immediately but the latter added, "Remember to tap the bracelet to have your consciousness transported to the virtual space!" Crying God soon ended the call after some seconds to prepare for the meeting. Seeing this, Daniel sighed and turned to look at Bloody Mary. But she was nowhere to be found. The only one lying on the bed was Caroline and she was very weak. She couldn't even look up at Daniel. So troublesome...Daniel was even afraid of thinking something offensive about Bloody Mary because she was possessing him. He could only tap the bracelet and close his eyes, waiting to be transported to the virtual space...or the Museum. After some minutes he felt his environment become very distinct and when he opened his eyes he was standing in front of a very large building. It was made of red bricks and had a very large black iron door standing at the front. There was a large emblem at the top of the building which read, "Curious Mythologists." Seeing this, Daniel couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, "Thankfully they didn't add the Museum or I would have been furious." The surrounding was covered in a red fog, giving it a creepy feeling. Daniel even began to wonder if Orpheus had a Horror as one of his employee because that was the only way he could have brought such a terrifying imagination to life. Daniel took a deep breathe and walked towards the door, pushing it. Immediately he did so, a terrifying voice boomed across the whole place, "Crimson Wolf identified." "..." Daniel's facial muscles twitched. He even added a recognition system...In that case what happens if someone not recognized by the system appears? He would have continued thinking but the door soon opened, revealing four people already seated on long chairs around a table in a meeting hall. The meeting hall was very large that the pillars built within it were gigantic. There was one empty long chair and he immediately went to sit down, not feeling uneasy because he had actually come late to the meeting. "It's your fault for being early," Daniel muttered habitually as he turned to look at the faces of the other Curious Mythologists members. There was Crying God who was dressed in a red classy trenchcoat and black shirt with a red bowtie. His blue eyes were filled with mischief and a warm smile hung on his face as if everything was funny. Beside him was Sexy Peacock with a very cold expression as if she didn't value anyone in the hall at all. She wore a red vest and a black long sleeved shirt, her green eyes observing Daniel emotionlessly. Next was Crimson Moon who was dressed the same way as Crying God, only that he had removed the trenchcoat and his feet were on the table, displaying his red combat boots. His face was extremely gorgeous, his long red hair tied into a ponytail. After seeing Daniel, the Crimson Wolf stare at him, he scoffed, "Long time no see." "Mister, we saw each other thirty minutes ago..." Daniel muttered under his breathe. The last person was Unknown who had a very innocent expression, her grey hair cascading down her shoulders. She was dressed the same way as Sexy Peacock but instead of giving out a unique charm like Sexy Peacock, she was dispelling a horrifying aura. Despite having a childish beauty, there was this aura of horror around her, making Daniel's facial muscles to twitch. "Another Horror..." Daniel couldn't help but mutter to himself another time. "Why am I so much surrounded by Horrors?" He then continued to mutter to himself, forgetting that there were other people around, "Bloody Mary is a Path four, Specter of the Horror Cursed type, Caroline is a Path one, Zombie while Unknown is a Path three, Spirit...This is so disturbing. If I suddenly die from heart attack, then it's not my fault." It was after some moments that he realized that the others were staring at him, waiting for him to talk. He had even forgotten that he was the leader of this secret organization. "Hehe," he chuckled as he resisted the urge to scratch the back of his head. "First of all, I have a question to ask you, Crimson Moon." "Go ahead," Orpheus the Crimson Moon responded, tapping the table with his boots. "Take your boots off the table right now," Sexy Peacock said coldly. "..." Daniel was rendered speechless instantly. Crimson Moon on the other hand turned to stare at her for some moments before removing his feet slowly. His ego was hurt a little after doing that. Sexy Peacock was a Path three, Scarlet Eye of the Witch Cursed type. She could see and hear things from other realms, communicating with existences from beyond. She could also create doors to this realms, making her a terrifying Cursed. Crimson Moon felt that if he was suddenly transported one night after going to bed to the lakes of hell, his potion manipulation wouldn't work at all. So it was better not to offend this girl even though the tendencies of her harming him was very low. They were after all members of the same organization. Why would they kill each other? "The question goes like this," Daniel soon talked, breaking the tensed atmosphere. "If someone is not a member of the organization and suddenly appears in...uh, the Museum...what will happen?" Crying God whose face had been filled with anticipation immediately fell. He had been expecting a small fight from the Scarlet Eye and Count. Sadly, Daniel disrupted his plans. Crimson Moon was about responding when a terrifying voice sounded, "Evil Buddha recognized." "I forgot there's still one person," Daniel said. "Thankfully I'm not the one who came last to the meeting." A young teenager around the age of 18 walked into the meeting hall. He was also wearing the red trenchcoat and black shirt with a pair of red leather pants. His feet were clad in red combat boots, making him look like a dignified gentleman. This teenager also had an air of knowledge, his black eyes filled with experience. It was none other than Evil Buddha, the Path three, Shadow of the Doppelganger Cursed type. "My apologies," Evil Buddha said as he pressed his hands to his chest. "I was on a mission given to me by the Church. I could only hide away from my companions to attend this meeting." As he sat down Daniel couldn't help but ask, "The Church doesn't know that you're a member of Curious Mythologists?" "I don't know about that," Evil Buddha said. "At least they've not hinted at anything like that." "Wouldn't it be easier for the higher-ups to know?" Crying God asked. "I mean, the Doppelganger Cursed type revolves around darkness, truth and change. The Church must have a demigod as a higher-up." "We have more than one demigod and an angel," Evil Buddha replied. "But then it's not my business if they know or not. They haven't said anything so it's okay." Daniel decided to repeat his question so that Evil Buddha wouldn't be left out. He then waited for Crimson Moon to respond. "It's simple," Crimson Moon explained. "No one can appear directly within the Museum. It's a preventive measure to guard against spies. Everyone has to appear in the surrounding virtual space. "If a spy appears and is not recognized as a member of Curious Mythologists, he would be kicked out immediately." Crimson Moon then paused before adding, "You'd have to be a demigod to bypass the restriction of being kicked out. We're still working on this place so expect more developments." As if you created it, Daniel thought within himself. He then turned to look at all the Curious Mythologists seated at the table, "Now that we are all here, we can now begin the meeting."Latest Chapter
Chapter Fifty four: Danger About
Daniel strode through the forest, senses sharp and muscles taut. His eyes were narrowed, ears standing and nose sniffing; he had had a fair share of the perils within the forest—he knew better to be relaxed. He was drenched in a crimson liquid which had tried over time, a heavy copper smell stuck around him. He could still feel the slimy liquid on his skin. Although, it had dried the disgusting sensation was still there.For two weeks, he had survived in the forest alone, hunting things and being hunted himself. The forest was a canopy of omens, precarious and stygian. The sun which glared at him from above didn't serve to dispel the eerie sensation around. If anything, it plunged all hope into an ocean of despair—and perhaps, an unending survival mode.He had killed creatures, ones which he could have never imagined; nightmarish monsters which didn't belong in reality all fell to his claws, a testament to his insane prowess. Cursed monsters—these creatures were all Cursed monsters, b
Chapter Fifty three: Realm of Forgotten Dreams
It felt so surreal, like a dream. Infinite realities blurred around him as he floated in an unknown direction. It seemed to unreal to him, but it was happening. His consciousness was drifting out of the Cosmos, rejected by the narrative.Cassio had once told him that they were nothing but fictional characters, ones created by His dream. The Supreme Dreamer, boundless and absolute, dreamt of the Cosmos and all its rules. It was by His consciousness that the Physical Cosmos contained all of space-time continuums—by His mind was the Metaphysical Cosmos birthed, everything within it.The Metaphysical Cosmos contained everything. It wasn't just an infinite plane of existence containing infinite other realms. It was the narrative itself—the story. The only realms not contained within were the Realm of Degradation which bordered it and the Abyss, and the Paradises which existed beyond the story itself.Cassio didn't just create the Cosmos, He also made it possible for the beings within to as
Chapter Fifty two: The Ulterior Motive
"Thank you for protecting my son," Mr. Stark bowed slightly to the Angel of Light. "How do I address you?"His eyes were fixated on the Angel, taking His every feature. This Angel looked just like Adam El and Michael—the same eye and hair colour. But, their auras were different. While Michael had this terrifying explosive aura and Adam El, a chaotic aura, this Angel's aura was holy. He seemed pious, as if He couldn't hurt an ant.Mr. Stark was smart enough to brush this off his heart. Angels were never harmless. And since this one had existed in the Garden of Eden for a long time, Mr. Stark knew very well that His hands were stained with countless blood."You can call me Raphael," the Archangel of Light replied warmly. "I'm the Archangel of Light, brother to Michael and Adam El.""About thanking me, you don't have to mention," Raphael smiled. "I mean, the entire Cosmos depends on Daniel. It's only right I protect him. I have my morals also."Daniel narrowed his eyes. "Brother to Micha
Chapter fifty one: True Angel of Darkness
The Curious Mythologists hung their heads, their eyes fixed to the ground. They didn't dare look at Archangel Uriel out of dread. One could see their trembling hands and wobbling feet—they were just a few minutes from collapsing.Uriel let out a deep sigh. "I almost forgot how it feels to be at the peak of my power. It has been aeons... aeons of hiding in the Moor of Night. But, I figured out hiding wouldn't solve anything. So, I decided at last to come to the human world. I was right to make that decision."He looked at the Curious Mythologists. "Within a decade on earth, I finally found a compatible vessel. It didn't even take up to two years after that, and now I'm a true Archangel."The quartet listened attentively. No one even dreamt of responding to the Angel of Darkness. His appearance alone was capable of destroying their feeble existence."You can look at me now," Uriel said. "I've stabilized my powers. You've been marked by me, so you won't be affected in any way."The Curio
Chapter Fifty: Wings of an Angel
Jackson found himself standing in front of a large building. It was painted red, a sign at the top of the gigantic bronze door which read: "The Museum."He noticed something odd about his surroundings. There wasn't any living or nonliving thing, except for the bloody fog. It shrouded the entire place, reducing visibility to zero. Jackson was surprised how he could see the building in front of him."Go ahead," a familiar voice drilled into his ears. It was filled with aloofness and disgust.It was then, that Jackson was reminded how he got here and why. The Curious Mythologists—they were the ones who had brought him here. Or else, the Twilight would have captured or killed him."Where the hell am I?" Jackson spun swiftly and glared at Orpheus. He seemed to be the current leader of the Curious Mythologists."Consequently, you're in the Museum," Orpheus replied with glee. He disliked Jackson so much—the Shadow had turned a blind eye to his close friend's disappearance."The Museum?" Jac
Chapter Forty nine: "I Came With My Gang"
A heavy silence lingered within the antic hall. The two Doppelgangers stared at each other, neither taking any action. Their figures were reflected on the marble floor and walls."You've been cornered," Dan finally broke the silence. "There's no way you're going to escape."Jackson smiled. "How are you sure about that?"Dan narrowed his eyes. He wasn't sure about that. Earlier, this young Doppelganger had been captured by an unknown assailant. He had expected that whoever had captured Jackson would keep him for a long period of time. Who would have thought that the Shadow would somehow be released?Did he escape or was he released on purpose? The Dwayne family's private bodyguard asked himself. The shadows continued dancing around him, causing his expression to turn colder. It was as if he was a god of darkness on earth.If Jackson had being other Cursed, he would have been scared out of his wits. But he was an Archangel vessel—he had seen things scarier than this."Then I'm going to
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