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Chapter 169: Final: A Tale Of Two Doras

Chapter 169: Final: A Tale Of Two Doras

As the void dissipated, it transformed into minuscule particles that scattered into the air, setting free all those who were trapped within. Gradually, their surroundings came into focus, and they found themselves standing in the very same park Candace and Dora were in before.

A sense of disorientation washed over them, causing their gazes to wander aimlessly for a moment. However, it didn’t take long for the realization to dawn upon them, as they pieced together the events that had just unfolded.

"... Oh no... Oh no, Dora..." Candace murmured softly, glancing over her shoulder to where Sin should have been standing.

To their astonishment, the two Doras were nowhere to be found. Instead, a radiant ball of light suddenly flickered out, casting an eerie glow in the darkness. They both turned towards the luminous spectacle, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over them.

Meanwhile, in a desolate and isolated location, the monster and the impostor stood back to back, The fake Dora is looking at the ground.

"What are you going to do now? They need Greed’s avatar."

" To hell."

The fake sighed.

"Without your power, they will never succeed, you are their only hope."

"They rejected us, we won’t waste an ounce of energy on them."

"They rejected you because you forced them to make a choice, this night could have ended like any other night. You caused your own demise."

"No, we were used and betrayed. They never saw us as the real Dora but only as a tool to serve them."

In the tense atmosphere, a fleeting moment of silence enveloped the room. It was as if time itself held its breath, anticipating the next move in this intricate game of deception. The fake Dora lifted his gaze slightly.

"Maybe because you were never meant to be Dora? Aren’t you just a Sin?"

"... Why? Why always this excuse?" With clenched fists and a trembling body, he struggled to contain his emotions. "We have the true Dora’s memories, we have his body... but we are stronger, we understand this body better, our emotions... so why do you all refuse to recognize us?"

"... The answer is in your goal. You want to become the true Dora, but doesn’t that mean you’re not Dora? Why do you want to become him anyway?"

Once more, a heavy silence fell between them, the trembling in Sin’s body finally coming to a halt. The fake slowly shifted his gaze towards the Sin, and what he saw left him utterly stunned.

"Because it’s unfair... this time we did everything as they wanted... we always followed their wishes... so why are they still so against us?"

His gaze fell to the ground as a wave of melancholy washed over him, his features reflecting his inner sadness. "If it was a lie, then just show us the true path... why erase us? Why do they always act so nice just to stab us in the back? Why?"

A quizzical frown etched itself upon the face of the fake, betraying the inner turmoil that brewed within.

"Isn’t it just because you’re a killer? They need a monster to live out the Twilight of Gods, not in their daily lives. You’ve become more terrifying than the Players."

"But not for Candace... she didn’t treat us like a monster... she paid us a lot of attention... we killed to please her... to help her..."

As their eyes met, a fleeting moment of recognition passed between them. The imposter’s gaze lingered on him for a brief second, as if trying to decipher the truth hidden within his soul. But just as quickly as it had appeared, he averted his eyes.

"Does it really hurt? Do you really care about her that much? Weren’t you just playing a game?"

The Sin’s face grew tired as he lifted his gaze. His eyes, burdened by the weight of his actions, scanned the sky above.

The heaviness of his actions seemed to linger in the air, casting a sad shadow over his tired expression. The lines on his face told a story of a very long life, too long for his longevity, filled with remorse and regret, an ongoing internal struggle.

He longed for forgiveness, for a chance to break free from the chains of his past. However, as he looked up, a flicker of doubt passed through his weary eyes, questioning if redemption would ever find him.

"We just want to be loved, what’s so wrong about it? It’s only amusing to be a monster when you’re only a spectator, we’re getting tired of this."

With a sudden jolt, the fake’s eyes sprang open, widening in surprise. His gaze locked onto the empty expanse of ground before him, devoid of any distinguishing features.

"I’m starting to understand... You have no memories of this Dora, but you remember others Doras, don’t you?"

"... Why do you care? We don’t have the most important memories. We don’t want to be another Dora, we want to be this Dora!"

The Sin turned to him.

"But You... You have them, right? You have the true Dora’s memories, this is how you always had the best answers to trick them."

The replica lifted its eyes towards the heavens.

"I do have some memories, but all my decisions were on me... maybe I was influenced like you, by my memories, but my actions and my ideology are only on me."

He brought down his head, his eyes showing strain.

"We shouldn’t try to be the true Dora, this will always fail because none of us is him. I am an anomaly and you are a Sin."

Once more, they stood quietly. The Sin took a shallow breath and turned their eyes elsewhere.

"And you think a Sin can’t be Dora? You know very little of this world, but that’s on you now."

With a swift motion, he snapped his fingers one final time, causing a system screen to appear before him.

|Greed: 55%

|????: 25%

|◼◼◼◼◼◼◼◼: 20%

Startled by what unfolded before their eyes, the imposter swiftly turned their gaze towards the screen, their expression a mix of astonishment and disbelief.

"... Is this your final decision? You’re really going to do it?"

"Yeah, we’re tired of this. Since being a Sin is a mistake and you and your stolen memories are better, then prove it, do your worst."

As the void shimmered with an ethereal glow, the two individuals vanished into thin air. Beyond its boundaries, the luminous sphere expanded, casting its radiance upon the entire park.

Candace’s group instinctively stepped back, shielding their eyes from the blinding brilliance. A breathtaking spectacle unfolded before them as a dazzling flash engulfed the surroundings, gradually dissipating into the air.

With hesitant and apprehensive gazes, they observed the scene, their hearts pounding with anticipation.

To their astonishment, the dissipating light gradually transformed into the unmistakable form of Dora.

Filled with unease, they cast apprehensive glances in his direction, their movements cautious and deliberate. Dora’s eyes fluttered open, revealing a melancholic expression that weighed heavily upon his features, as he gently tended to the gaze that enveloped everyone.

Candace, her gaze filled with worry, approached him with a mix of anticipation and concern, her eyes searching his for any sign of communication.

Inhaling deeply, he gathered his thoughts and nodded, conveying his assent and understanding.

"It’s over, he’s gone."

The onlookers’ gazes quivered with astonishment as they witnessed the unfolding events. A sense of melancholy and regret washed over them, as they came to terms with the inevitable conclusion of the Sin of Greed.

With a mixture of shock and fear, Iris couldn’t help but ask the question that weighed heavily on her mind.

"Is it truly possible? The Sin... is dead?"

The fake shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

"No, as long as this body exists, everything related To the Sin of Greed can’t be completely erased. His presence vanished and all the powers of this body are now in my control, but I wouldn’t say that he is dead... just a change of ownership."

As he cast his eyes upon Candace, her gaze trembled and blurred, he couldn’t help but offer a melancholic smile. It was a smile that carried the weight of unspoken sorrows, a bittersweet expression that revealed the depths of his emotions.

"Everything related to the Sin of Greed... can still exist? Is that so?"

"Yes, everything. This is the last memory he gave me."

The dean lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.

In that fleeting moment, their connection transcended words, as if they shared a secret language only they could understand.

"Among all the mistakes done lately, I think erasing his memory was the greatest stroke of genius. You found a way to stop him before he could unleash his madness on the world."

"... But I failed in giving him a new life, and now he is gone. I couldn’t save him for the second time."

She raised her head, a smile shining behind her tears.

"But I found something precious... I’ve finally got a new hope."

|Greed: 0%

|????: 25%

|◼◼◼◼◼◼◼◼: 75%

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