Perfect Avatar
Chapter 219: Pseudo-Avatar

Chapter 219: Pseudo-Avatar

A world without pain, a world without worries and only happiness.

This world was only a description because such a world couldn’t exist, how could there be a word for day if there wasn’t something called night in the first place?

A concept of eternal happiness could not exist, theoretically, realistically, etymologically, conceptually and even logically.

- But what if we could decide what darkness would be in this light?

Mercy opened her eyes, relieved of all pain and suffering.

She couldn’t say why, but she felt happy, she didn’t understand anything, but she knew she didn’t need it anymore.

The space around her had also changed, the stellar ocean replaced by a white void, but not so empty.

A few steps in front of her, a person was standing. Short black hair, fierce eyes but shining with a warm expression and devoid of any clothing.

Before her was a perfect replica of herself, the exact appearance she had years ago.

They both looked at each other with a smile.

Mercy closed her eyes and lowered her head again.

"You’re the one who talked to me, I suppose."

The girl in front of him nodded and, once again, without opening her mouth, relayed his words to him.

- I wouldn’t be able to do it if you weren’t so pure, my child. Raise your head, I’m delighted to meet a star of this world.

Mercy opened her eyes, surprised by the lightness of his body.

She looked at the person in front of her who placed a hand on her chest.

-How do you feel? Is there more peace in your mind?

Mercy nodded and looked at the palms of her hands.

"Yes, I feel... I’ve never felt this good before. I feel like... Is it because of you?"

- No, the only reason you were able to get here is because your soul became pure enough. There is a part of the World in you.

Mercy looked at the person again, a little confused.

"I feel like that doesn’t mean exactly what it looks like. What is the world? What... what was... this thing... the world..."

-World Tree.

She flinched at the mention of the name, the images of what she witnessed becoming blurry.

The person nodded and walked forward.

- I’m sorry, but telling you everything won’t help, for now. You will soon forget everything you have seen here, but know this, you have already won. Reaching this place the way you did means that you are now one.

"...One?"

- You are no longer a star, you are one. A star with a name, a star that can shine in another leaf. You have achieved the ultimate goal of this world. But now, as a star of this world, it would be a sad story to let its sheet collapse.

Mercy was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what she was hearing.

The person stopped in front of her, looking straight into her eyes.

- You are now complete, minus an awakening, you are a transcendental being, and you burn with a burning desire for grudges. Your whole life has been someone else’s story and you have never done anything for yourself the way you wanted. In response to this spell, you reacted with intense resentment towards the world, your soul was transformed, and you embraced the red of humanity.

It made you a compatible vessel for his anger.

She held out her hand toward Mercy, her palm glowing red.

- You are compatible to become something that your world deeply needs, but to do so you must return to it. But if you refuse, I can take you somewhere else, somewhere where you will shine more than ever. Hell or life, it’s your choice.

The hand glowed in the air, waiting for a reaction from Mercy.

The girl looked with a bit of confusion. Hell or Life, a choice she had deemed ridiculous.

However, at that moment, his peace of mind allowed him to have a different understanding of his reality.

"Could you tell me... what makes me so special?" I really don’t see it now.

-That’s...I can’t answer.

She clenched her fist, feeling a deep burn in her chest.

"...Why? Why is it so hard? I’m tired of living someone else’s story, why is it so hard to have something for myself?

- Child, why would you need my approval?

The burning stopped abruptly, in step with his amazement.

- I’ve been watching you since the moment you arrived here. Your failures, your success, your hatred, your sadness, your joy. You’ve always hated having your life available to others, so why would you seek recognition? The only recognition you need...

The person pointed at Mercy.

- ...It’s yours.

A red line appeared on Mercy’s chest.

"...Me?"

- Listen to my words, you will forget everything but the path to becoming complete is here. Anger is not just the burning rage of destruction, anger is the brain of the body, the burning will to exceed its limits.

The red line spread across Mercy’s body, and soon her veins glowed again.

"...It’s...It’s hurt..."

- To understand Wrath, you have to feel it, to achieve Wrath, you have to overcome it.

Waves of energy spread from Mercy, the girl falling to her knees.

"I...I can’t!...Hurt...It’s hurt!"

- Wrath is the sin of the emotions, the sin of the will of your body. Accept it as part of you.

Mercy’s body turned red and burst into flames, the girl clutching her chest while letting out little cries of pain.

- Think of everything you wanted, everything you wished for, turn your failures into passion, turn your anger into determination. The world has taken everything from you, so you will take the world.

The red aura swirled around Mercy, gritting her teeth as her body became as dazzling as a dying star.

- Abandon what you were until now, reject the disappointing past, alongside your essence.

Her body was illuminated beyond what the eye could handle, the white void turning red.

In this void it burned, but what disappeared here was being rebuilt outside where the arena, now swept by violent winds, witnessed a miracle.

- Reject the magic you have used so far, embrace the infinity of a body of anger.

The red sphere spun around, gaining volume, bigger and bigger, sending powerful shock waves all around.

- Destroy your body and rebuild it into a new form, one that would follow you.

The audience screamed in a mixture of fear and astonishment, in the ground the sphere turned black and slowly cracked.

- Become one with Wrath.

The sphere cracked and, like a bird hatching from its egg, Mercy entered the world in a burst of aura.

Gracefully, her feet touched the ground, and the magic of creation finally ended with the tip of the new weapon her soul had crafted: a massive scythe.

Her body was almost luminescent, her hair floating above it.

She raised her head to the sky and opened her eyes with irises shining red.

That day, Mercy died and was reborn, and the world welcomed a new transcendental being.