Re: Player

252  [Playing with the Fates!]

[77th Return!]

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[Castellina's POV!]

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'Just… what is going on here?' I asked as I looked at the sky where that guy, Neptune, was literally playing with Laplace. It wasn't a matter of strength or power. Or even luck. It was a matter of fates and destiny.

While others don't know, these eyes that I possess have a special ability. It is one of the 10 most powerful abilities that I have. It gives me the power to see the fates of beings around me. Anyone I lay my eyes on will have their fates written in front of me. The threads of fates, the destiny they will have, all will be visible in front of me. It gets difficult as the power of the person in front of me increases, but even at the bare minimum, I can see the threads of fate that we all carry. And all the threads of fate that I can see on that guy, Adam, and his brother, Neptune, are the pitch black threads of fate. There were at least thousands of dark threads linking his body to various giants, Laplace and some even to Luciana.

It's normal to happen that way given we are in a war, but the thing is that…

'How are they… disappearing?' I questioned as I looked at the dark threads disappearing.

They are vanishing one by one, with newer threads forming instead. Some common, some uncommon destinies. It was as if his death was being rewritten again.

"It's impossible," I mumbled as I looked at that guy pushing back Laplace again as he talked with Luciana. Even in this war, where the fate of the entire planet is on the line… his attitude is too calm. It's as if they were enjoying a cup of tea while having a normal discussion. Just who… are they?

And then, what I heard was something that I would have passed as a joke had it been any other time. But given the situation, the person, the being who spoke… it wasn't something that I can take too lightly.

"Everything that I just spoke is the truth," he said with that casual smile as we all activated our truth seeking skills. And guess what… not one of his sentences contained a lie.

"THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE!!! NOT POSSIBLE!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HAVE TRIED TO FIND SOMETHING LIKE THAT??!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY RACES I HAVE OBLITERATED JUST TO FIND SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!! YOU ARE LYING!!" Laplace shouted in rage. His eyes turned deep black, while Neptune and Adam just observed each other's faces before they sighed.

"You know, Laplace. There is something you must understand about fate weavers… they are beings that are not defined by the normal boundaries of this world. They are beyond what exists. Aren't you one of the people who is going to change the direction of this world's fate? Why do you have your thinking limited by common sense?" Neptune spoke, as a strange silence covered the entire area.

"There is a huge other world out there, kiddo. Stop acting surprised at every little thing," Adam spoke as he looked at Laplace, who had a maddening expression on his face. Though if one looks closely, there is a tinge of sadness. A tinge of pity. A tinge of hatred in those eyes as well.

"THIS ISN'T FAIR!! WHY DID I SUFFER SO MUCH? IF THIS WAS POSSIBLE THEN WHY WAS I SUFFERING FOR SO LONG! FOR MY SON! FOR MY WIFE!" I saw that hatred igniting, but those tears made me more shocked. Never in my life I had thought that I would see something like that… the strongest and the cruelest demon of all time was crying in front of us?

"All these years. THESE FUCKING CENTURIES THAT I WORKED FOR! AND IN THE END NOW THAT I HAVE DECIDED TO END IT ALL, YOU ARE TELLING ME TO RE IGNITE THE HOPE THAT I CAN MEET MY WIFE AGAIN! I CAN'T EVEN FUCKING DIE WITH THIS CURSED IMMORTALITY!!"

"So, was it right to do so?" And then Neptune spoke.

"Just because you lost something, you decided it was better to make others go through the same pain?" His eyes were calm. They did not pity Laplace, nor did they show any disgust at what he had done. They just observed Laplace as an adult would look at a child.

"Laplace. There are things you should do, and there are things you shouldn't. Why did you plunge into the way of cruelty when you had the means to find the answer in ways better than that? Young one, you are a fate weaver. You certainly have the means to go beyond normal. To do things the right way, yet you choose a strange path." Neptune then showed a hint of sadness.

"For a fate weaver, who is destined to create the path for this world. Aren't you a little too lost?" He asked as he looked at Laplace, who just observed him with blank eyes. The tears were still now, the eyes seemed really lost as Laplace pondered what Neptune had just said.

It made me wonder about the story of Laplace. We knew what Luciana had gone through, what we had done to her in all those years. It was tragic. After all this time, I still feel disgusted with myself that I was one of the people who forced her to go through such a tragic fate.

Was Laplace the same? Has he gone through something similar? Should I indulge in such thoughts and see it from a demon's point of view? I do not know. I feel sad, but we are enemies in this war.

But then again, just what kind of war is it? I once again looked at the duo, the brothers of salvation, the center of this war, as they controlled the entire flow. The extent of their power was unknown. The amount of power they had shown was far above what we can take. But the most deadly thing about them was their strange calmness that they were expressing. There was no tension on their face, as they just observed the battlefield and the people taking part in this war.

"Too much talk, no jutsu. Man, I am feeling a little cringe," Neptune then spoke as he made a weirded out expression before speaking,

"Let's try this another way, I guess."

And then he started making strange signs in the air in front of him.