Reincarnated to become a Demon Supreme-Chapter 38: The princess of the corrupted
There have been some strange places where the dimensional energy is so strong that portals would open in some holes. Due to that, jumpers avoided any dark space they laid their eyes on. So Trister discovered that the cave transitioned from rough and rocky surfaces into a smooth, soft to the touch kind.
As though someone had come here and sanded down the area. Then some sigil markings also came to be, giving the places a mystical feeling,
Click!
While she was mesmerised by the designs, she stepped on something on the floor, It appeared to be a trigger of some sort. As soon as she took off her leg to check. The signs started to glow. A very threatening and malicious energy filled the space.
Just as she was wondering what she just triggered, the entire scenery around her changed. She discovered that she was forcefully teleported in a small pocket space. Might be the deepest part of the mountain, or somewhere all together, she wasn’t sure but one thing was certain.
Whoever owned this place must have been quite the master when it comes to sigils. When she checked her surroundings, she saw a hall full of all sorts of machinery. The designs were a mixture of futuristic and sigil creation..
They look like some kind of treasure but on a whole new scale. Whoever was working on this was trying to reveal old technology with magic. Maybe he had already succeeded. She was wondering about one thing though, why was she drawn on to this place.
She walked around the area. The first machinery she checked out seemed to be a motorbike. But unlike the conventional motorbike, this one didn’t seem to have wheels, and the area where the engine usually is was replaced by something else.
The way it was designed was simple yet complex. Another thing she found fascinating is all sorts of that quartz rock. Unlike the one kind. Here she saw some she didn’t know existed. There was another piece of machinery that appeared as a truck. But like the previous ones, they had no wheels.
’Are these gonna hover and fly? As she walked she saw another variety of these vehicles. Then she came across a desk, on this desk was notes, books and designs of the machinery she had seen.
Day 786
The steps needed to be taken had all been a success, in theory the vehicles should connect with the laws created by the world consciousness and start working. But there seems to be a fundamental law I can’t seem to find. The law of motion.
This is a fairly easy law, but to connect with the energy from that law, I will need to understand the fundamental laws of motion in the sense of dimension or find someone connected to a Mystica of Motion. They could use their power to install the intent in the core of the vehicles.
Alas, motion may be basic, but at a rudimentary level, it is illusive in such a way that I would need to forget all the laws of motion to understand it on a universal scale. It focuses on the impotence of motion in relation to space and time. How it affects the universe as we come to know it....
As she read, she found herself quite fascinated by how the writer views laws of motion, she only understands it on a professor level. But his writer seems to want to create the kinds of machines that resonate with the universe itself. ’Won’t that mean they would have the same power as me’ She continued reading and checking out more of the theories thought of by the writer...
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Days passed and Alex’s injuries were completely healed. He was still unconscious. The mysterious being sat down, silently observing Alex. It quickly looked to the dark corner in the room. Out of that dark corner came an eye-catching girl. Her white dress did a poor job in covering her curvy body, small waste and thick thighs.
He every ste[ felt purposeful, her swaying waste could hypnotise a man and her deadly yet adorable face would make any man say "I can fix her"
The mysterious figure seems to not be amused by her arrival. If anything he appeared to be annoyed by it. "What brings you here, I know they wouldn’t just let you roam around freely." She didn’t answer, she walked over to Alex, her hand brushing across his body. And stooped at his face.
"He is a looker ain’t he? Is this who you’ve been waiting for, all that planning, you sure have so much confidence in him. If it were to be heard that you great Malakard took fancy to another being, it would become quite the topic" The girl spoke with devilish amusement on her face. As if she was teasing him.
"First time gaining freedom and just as quickly you seem to want to be sent back" That sentence made her shudder. Her arrogance from a moment ago erased. Replaced by slight terror. "Is that your power move? Why so much fascination in him? Time and time again we had a powerful Demonic fallen angel spawn. Many more promising than him. Yet you just let them get killed. So I ask you about Demon God Malakard.
Why so much fascination on this weak demonic fallen angel from a weak dimension bred by the weakest species known to history?"
He looked at her, a smile bloomed underneath the covered face, "That’s the point, that’s why I have confidence he will be the one to break that ceiling and lead us to the next level. Though we never chose to be the error of reality, it doesn’t mean we should always live in hiding."
He stood up from his simple chair and walked towards Alex. She looked at him as he walked over. "Even the strongest Demon God can’t seem to break that ceiling on mediocracy. I can’t lead my species to freedom. But him, I have a sneaking suspicion that he has something we don’t"
