Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]
Chapter 144 144: Inconsistencies

Third-person Pov

Seraphina's expression shifted from confusion to surprise as she processed Electra's words. "Wait," she said, her voice laced with disbelief, "you heard the voice too? When was this?"

Electra leaned back on the garden bench, folding her arms across her chest. "The night you locked me on the rooftop," she replied flatly, the bitterness in her tone unmistakable. "I thought it was some kind of twisted hallucination, given the situation I was in."

Seraphina's eyes widened. "What did it say to you?"

Electra let out a dry laugh, shaking her head. "It mocked me, mostly. I couldn't even tell where it was coming from, but it was there. Clear as day. The last thing it said to me was, 'How does it feel to be powerless?'"

She clenched her jaw at the memory. "At the time, I thought I was just losing my mind."

Seraphina couldn't hide her disbelief. "Mocking, annoying, and cryptic. Sounds exactly like the voice I know." She frowned. "It's an undeniably annoying voice, and it always sounds like it's mocking you. Very annoying."

Electra scoffed, her tone sharp. "So, what? The gods were bored and decided to turn our lives into a joke? I don't see any other explanation for why this had to happen."

Seraphina shook her head, a grim expression on her face. "I don't think it's the gods, or maybe it is, but I'm not even sure. The voice said it wasn't a god, and…" She hesitated. Then, with a sigh, she continued, "It also told me I created this world."

Electra froze, her eyes narrowing. "What do you mean, you created this world?"

"So," Seraphina began, "the voice told me… well, more like hinted that in my moment of weakness—when I was at my lowest, angry, and hating you—I made a wish."

Electra's brows furrowed, her jaw tightening. "A wish?" she repeated, her tone laced with skepticism. "What kind of wish?"

Seraphina hesitated, her fingers digging into her palms. "It wasn't really a wish, not intentionally. At least, not in the way you'd think. I was just… venting. In my head, but I remember thinking—no, wishing—that you'd know what it felt like to be powerless, and just basically, I wished you'd be on the receiving end of the things you did."

Electra's face hardened, her frown deepening. For a moment, Seraphina thought she was about to lash out, but instead, she let out a sharp exhale, shaking her head as if to dispel her frustration. "You hated me that much, huh?" she muttered, her voice low.

Seraphina looked away. "I don't exactly like you all that much or anything, but I don't hate you now," she said softly. "I promise I don't, but back then… yeah, I did. I thought you deserved to feel what it was like, and apparently, that wish… or curse… or whatever you want to call it, was enough to trigger this."

Electra's expression remained unreadable, but there was a flicker of something—hurt, maybe—behind her eyes. "Go on," she said after a long pause. "What else did this voice say?"

Seraphina nodded, taking a deep breath. "The voice appeared to me again earlier today after you left the room," she said. "And even though it loves being cryptic, I've been thinking about our conversation all day, trying to piece together what it meant. I think I've figured out three things."

Electra tilted her head, her curiosity piqued despite herself. "Three things? Alright. What are they?"

Seraphina paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts before continuing. "The first thing I got from what the voice said is that this world we're in—this reality—is directly tied to my emotions. Not yours or anyone else's, just mine."

Electra's brow furrowed in confusion. "Tied to your emotions? Is that supposed to mean something good or bad?"

Seraphina exhaled sharply, frustrated by how absurd it all sounded. "I think it means that every time I feel something strongly—anger, sadness, fear—it somehow influences this world. I don't know how it works, but the voice hinted that my negative emotions were what triggered the creation of this reality in the first place."

Electra folded her arms, leaning back slightly. "So, basically, because you hated me so much back then, this world got created?"

Seraphina winced at Electra's bluntness but nodded. "As established already, yes, my hatred created this world, but it's not just about hate now. I think every time I feel overwhelmed, it causes shifts in this reality. Like… when you were stuck in that time loop. I think that might have been my fault too."

Electra's eyes widened. "You mean to tell me you're the reason I kept waking up in your room, reliving the same morning over and over again? It wasn't the dumb gods but you?"

Seraphina bit her lip. "I think so. The voice said something about how deeply tied I am to you in this world. I think my desperation to really know what happened to you after you helped me out of that place might have caused the loop. It's like when you're playing a game and you're not allowed to move to the next stage until you complete a certain stage. You had to tell me something to ease my desperation before the loop could end."

Electra looked away, her jaw tightening. She wanted to be furious, but something in Seraphina's tone made her pause to remind herself that it was totally Sera's fault.

"Okay," she said eventually, her voice low. "What's the second thing you figured out?"

Seraphina straightened, her voice gaining a bit more confidence. "The second thing is that we can fix this. The voice wasn't clear, but from the vague speech it gave me, I realized that this world isn't permanent. It's like… a trial or a punishment. If we can figure out what it wants us to learn or do and do exactly what we're supposed to do, then we can go back to our real lives."

Electra raised an eyebrow skeptically. "You're saying there's a way out of this mess? What's the catch?"

Seraphina's lips pressed into a thin line. "The catch is that it requires us to work together. The voice said something about how our fates are tied now, which means neither of us can get out of this alone."

Electra let out a dry laugh. "Great. The universe's idea of a sick joke—forcing us to be a team in a game-like world. How interesting!"

Seraphina didn't respond immediately, sensing that Electra was still processing everything. Instead, she moved on to the third point. "And for the third realization, well, there will be inconsistencies, Electra, and these inconsistencies, according to my theory based on the Voice's speech, are an indication of the future. I believe an example of that inconsistency is the brother you've not met yet, Hunter Vale."

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