2023-05-29 15:41:26"From the expression you're giving, it seems you're quite interested in my request. Maybe you don't want to accept money, but I will give you something that you truly need if you succeed in healing me."
Andrew pondered for a moment. He then saw this as a good opportunity to fix his chaotic life.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Your offer sounds quite intriguing."
"Then, I guess we've reached an agreement. So, how about it? Do you want to do it now?"
"Before that, I want to know, how do you know that I can save you?" Andrew asked.
"I didn't have a heart attack, Andrew. And I know you understand that. It was only you who could suddenly replenish the oxygen that vanished yesterday. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have called you here."
Andrew nodded, then said, "Yes, I didn't perform CPR as others would have wanted. I just tried to 'revive' your fading pulse."
"And I hope this time you truly revive it, so it will never die again."
"I'm saving you, Sir, not making you immortal."
Andrew then got up from his chair and approached William. He placed his hand on William's chest and discovered that William's remaining lifespan was approximately three weeks. Andrew withdrew his hand and said, "This is worse than when I helped you yesterday. Three weeks is all that's left."
"Sad," William replied.
Andrew then placed his hand back on William's chest. He closed his eyes, focusing on healing William. A light emerged from between his fingers and entered William's chest.
The old man jerked and felt something cold and creeping flowing through his body, reaching up to his head.
"Well," Andrew withdrew his hand and smiled at William. "I think I can indeed heal you, Sir. But before that, I need to find out the appropriate treatment that I can use with my abilities."
William looked at his hand and then pointed to Andrew. "If you notice, since yesterday, my fingernails were pitch black. It was really frustrating, I wasn't ready to die. There are still many things I want to do in this world. And look now, my fingernails have returned to normal. Even my chest feels much lighter to breathe compared to earlier. Thank you, Andrew."
"My pleasure. But it's too soon for you to thank me. I just detected your illness and provided a little relief to prevent it from becoming aggressive. The journey is still long, but rest assured, I will try to heal you."
"Alright, then I want you and your sister to stay here during the healing process. You don't need to worry about money. Once it's done, I will give you a sum of money calculated from today until the day you leave," William said.
"Also, don't forget about what I need. I may not know what I want right now, but when I return from your house and demand my payment, I hope you can provide it."
"Yes, don't worry, Andrew. I'll do whatever it takes to attain healing. You don't need to worry about that. You're with William, the only thing I can't do is remove this illness from my body. If only I could, I would undoubtedly be the most perfect person ever born in New York," William remarked with a chuckle.
"I think one of the causes of this illness is your arrogance. But, I'm still impressed by your ability to find me. It can be said that I have quite a confidence in your greatness."
"Well, Andrew, save your admiration for now. It's better for you to rest and take your sister to the room. I will have my staff prepare another room. I also want to rest. A sunny day like today should be used for a short nap. I've prepared everything you need in the room, from clothes and much more. Just call the servants through the phone and they will provide whatever you want. Also, later in the evening, I want to take you both to have dinner at my friend's restaurant."
Andrew nodded. "That sounds like an interesting plan. Alright, excuse me, Sir. I’ll go to meet my sister and then go to my room."
As Andrew walked out, William pressed a small button near the leg of his chair. He took another puff from the remaining cigar and smiled widely as he watched Andrew walking farther away.
"Ah, I didn't expect this long journey to yield results. I just need to find out about the disease that has taken hold of his body. But where do I get information about it? I truly have no clue about the extent of my own power," Andrew lamented. "I hope Grandma can give me some guidance. Detecting his illness and granting me a little power like earlier doesn't mean I can easily cure him.”
**
Shortly after, the black-suited man who had brought Andrew earlier appeared before William. He bowed his body, showing respect to the middle-aged man.
"How is it? Are they in their respective rooms?" William asked.
"Yes, Sir. Miss Erica is on the second floor, while Mr. Andrew is on the fourth floor, in the room you prepared for him. If we follow the plan, everything should go smoothly. The book has been placed where Mr. Andrew can reach it," the man replied.
"Great, this will definitely be a success. I can't wait to be free from this illness and live without burdens. Make sure nothing they want is overlooked, it's your task to monitor Andrew," William instructed.
"Yes, Sir. By the way, will you inform Mr. Andrew soon about his identity as the Young Master of this family?" the man asked.
William smirked, blowing smoke from his mouth and nose. He shook his head and said, "Not now. "
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The fused being walked through the ruined city like a silent storm given form, each step trailing faint ripples of light and shadow that bent the air in unnatural curves. The sky remained torn above him, the cracks glowing with a slow, pulsating radiance that resembled a heartbeat too large for any mortal world to contain. The atmosphere trembled softly, as if the world were whispering ancient instructions through the wind.Behind him, the team followed at a cautious distance, unsure whether they were witnessing salvation or calamity wrapped in familiar faces. Jiro kept one hand hovering over his weapon but did not draw it, knowing full well that anything he wielded would be meaningless against the fused king. Yuki held Sahara tightly as the seer trembled with each step the being took, sensing visions too powerful for a child’s body to endure. Rayan and Mika walked silently, trading glances that conveyed questions none of them were ready to voice.The being stopped at the edge of a cr
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The world did not recover after the fracture of Solus. It simply went quiet, as if reality were inhaling sharply and waiting to see whether it would be permitted to exhale again. The sky above remained carved open with a violent wound of shadow and broken light, the cracks pulsing faintly like the scar of a god struggling to comprehend its own injury. Even the wind moved strangely, as though the atmosphere was afraid to disturb the aftermath of something it could not fully understand.Andrew knelt beside Noir beneath that broken sky, still holding him tightly as shadow heat bled slowly from Noir’s body. His breathing was thin and uneven, each inhale sounding like someone swallowing fire and ice at the same time. Andrew pressed his hand to Noir’s cheek, feeling the tremble beneath his fingers, feeling the instability echo through their bond like a faultline refusing to close.“You’re here,” Andrew whispered, voice shaking with relief and fear in equal measure. “You’re here with me. Sta
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The first sign that the world had begun to choose was not an explosion, nor a vision, nor a divine proclamation carved into the sky. It was silence—an unnatural, spreading silence that rolled across the ruined city like a held breath, suffocating every sound until even the crackle of distant fires faded into nothingness.Andrew felt it immediately.His chest tightened, not with pain, but with pressure, as if the Sapphire inside him had suddenly become aware of something vast and unavoidable moving toward it. The faint blue-white glow beneath his skin pulsed once, then again, growing warmer with each beat, as though responding to a summons it could not refuse.Noir stiffened beside him.His shadowfire did not flare.It recoiled.“That feeling,” Noir muttered, voice low and strained. “It’s happening again.”Yuki’s head snapped up sharply, eyes wide as white energy rippled around her uncontrollably. “All the Relics just reacted at the same time. Every single one of them.”Sahara collapse
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The ruined street stretched before them like a battlefield carved from molten glass, illuminated by the distant glow of burning buildings and shards of fractured streetlamps buzzing weakly with dying electricity. The city still trembled under the aftershock of Noir’s meteor storm, and every echo of collapsing metal rang like a warning bell that refused to be silenced. But the greatest tension did not come from the destruction around them. It came from the two figures standing in the very center of the street, facing each other with expressions caught somewhere between dread and inevitability.Andrew stood with both feet planted firmly despite his trembling knees, his breathing rapid yet determined as faint traces of Sapphire Reborn shimmered unwillingly beneath his skin. Noir stood nearly ten meters away, his posture hunched but dangerous, shadowfire slithering around his arms like restless serpents seeking anything to burn. They were close enough to see each other’s pain, yet far eno
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Smoke still curled upward from the shattered skyline, rising in thin spirals that looked almost delicate against the ruined concrete. The city below was a bleeding mosaic of collapsed structures and smoldering rooftops, the aftermath of Noir’s near-eruption painted across every ruined silhouette. Even the air felt exhausted, hanging heavy and metallic as if unsure whether the world had just survived disaster or narrowly postponed it.Andrew stood on the fractured rooftop with his knees barely holding steady, every breath burning like frost slicing through his lungs. The remnants of Sapphire Reborn dimmed along his skin in faint blue-white patches, flickering unevenly like a dying constellation. Yuki kept one hand braced against his back to steady him, while Jiro hovered nearby with a strained expression, torn between protecting Andrew and scanning the shadows for lingering threats.Behind them, Noir lay unconscious on a slab of broken cement. Mika and Rayan had dragged him away from t
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The world reassembled violently after the forbidden merging, hurling Andrew and Noir out of the Gate like two mismatched pieces attempting to fuse before the ritual was complete. They crashed into solid ground—real ground this time—hard enough to crack stone and send dust exploding upward. The smell of fire and iron hit Andrew instantly, along with the distant sound of panic echoing through streets he didn’t yet recognize.Mika landed nearby, coughing. “Where the hell did it throw us?”Rayan pushed himself upright. “Somewhere… awful. I can feel the rent price already.”Yuki helped Sahara steady herself as the trembling child whispered, “This realm is not a Gate. This is… a city.”The dust settled.And it was clear.They were on a cliff overlooking a sprawling metropolis below—its buildings sleek and modern, its roads glimmering with neon, its skyline painted with colors that should have signified safety.But the sky above the city was wrong.Very wrong.Black fire bled across the clou
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