Re:Crafting in Another World
Chapter 127: Entity

Chapter 127: Entity

"Hold it—!" Mandira shouted again, her hands glowing so bright it hurt to look at.

"I am!" Shennong barked. The cursed sword writhed in his hand like a living beast. "But this thing’s trying to crawl into my bones now!"

Sir Juno was already fully consumed by whatever the sword was leaking, the power it let out was insane even for Mandira who was an archmage. She knew this was an otherwordly entity that cannot be allowed to roam freely in this world.

And she knew the danger if it consumed a man like Shennong or Juno.

Tendrils blacker than ink coiled up his wrist, seeking his heart, his mind, his soul too not being satisfied by what Juno could give it.

Behind him, Juno snarled—feral, inhuman.

"UGHH. THIS IS PAINFUL...Samara...my daughter! I am sorry."

The words were guttural. Twisted. Not Juno’s voice anymore.

Shennong gritted his teeth. "Is he going insane? That’s the last thing we want now."

He had questions whether Juno himself desired to be consumed by the sword because why didn’t he destroy this sword knowing it had something dark sealed inside it.

Juno spun, faster than any man should move. His fist lashed out—a wall of force riding behind it.

"Sasha!" Shennong shouted, bracing.

She was already moving.

Like liquid light, Sasha surged between them. The punch landed against her side—and for the first time, shattered part of her form turning her jelly like body into glass.

Chunks of her body flew like glass shards. She staggered, one hand pressed to where her ribs should be if she was human.

"Shennong!" Mandira called out.

But Sasha didn’t fall. She reformed mid-air, placing herself right back in front of Juno without hesitation.

Shennong stared at her, eyes burning. "You’re buying me seconds... but I need more! Expand yourself!"

The sword bucked in his hands. The tendrils dug deeper, bleeding into his veins.

"SHENNONG!" Mandira’s voice thundered again. "The seal’s almost ready! Just hold on for twenty more seconds!"

He growled. "I can give you ten!"

Juno raised his bladeless hand again—but stopped.

His crimson eye locked on Shennong’s grip. He tilted his head, confused for a moment, but for some reason rage took over him as he realized Shennong was trying to snatch the sword.

"Let... go of my family," he muttered.

His voice was different now. It had even more rage.

But that wasn’t the main thing Shennong was concerened about, rather it was the whsipering noises that he started to hear.

"I see..."

The whatever was sealed inside that sword had noticed him.

Shennong felt it like a whisper in his skull.

You want to seal me, little sage?

A thousand whispers echoed inside his mind. Male. Female. Beast.

All of them speaking as one.

I am not yours.

"I’m not here to own you," Shennong hissed. "I’m here to end you."

Laughter. Mocking, eternal.

Then die with me.

Tendrils lashed around his torso. Searing pain burned through his spine. Shennong cried out—but his hands never left the hilt.

"MANDIRA!" he roared. "NOW!"

Mandira’s seal burst into completion. Runes blazed in every direction—gold, silver, indigo.

The circle descended upon the sword and Juno both.

Juno screamed. Not in rage—but agony.

"DON’T LEAVE ME SAMARA!"

The corruption in his body spasmed, turning violent. His back arched. His mouth foamed. The tendrils shrieked like banshees.

Shennong’s knees buckled—but he didn’t let go.

Sasha caught Juno’s next punch mid-air and protected Shennong from Juno’s strikes.

A pulse of white light passed between them.

Juno froze.

His muscles convulsed.

Shennong felt the curse falter for half a second. He pulled.

The sword shrieked.

"No more," Shennong whispered. "This ends now."

With a surge of raw will, he tore the blade from Juno’s grip.

The knight’s body jerked—tendons snapping, blood spraying from his palm as if the sword was an organ being ripped free.

"GAAAAHHHHHH—!"

The cursed weapon screeched as it was yanked out.

Mandira’s seal snapped shut like a vault door.

The sword thrashed, howled, but could not escape.

It floated now—ensnared in layers of magic and light, frozen mid-air, spinning slowly.

The tendrils writhed, clawing at the invisible walls.

Then, silence.

Juno collapsed.

Face-down.

Unmoving.

Sasha caught him before he hit the ground, lowering him gently even though he was supposed to be her enemy.

Shennong dropped to his knees, panting, gripping his arm where the curse had tried to burrow.

Steam hissed off his skin.

His veins still glowed faint black.

"Mandira..." he gasped. "Please tell me... that’s it."

Mandira exhaled, sweat dripping from her brow.

Her chant stopped.

She raised a hand—and the seal shimmered, then stabilized.

"The entity is contained," she said hoarsely. "For now."

Shennong laughed weakly, falling back on the cold stone. "For now, huh? Love that confidence."

She shot him a glance of a woman that is rather impressed by what she just saw. "You touched a world-ending artifact with your bare hands."

"Didn’t have much of a choice."

Mandira knelt beside Juno, placing a hand over his back.

Her glow dimmed, then focused. White light pulsed once from her chest into his.

Juno twitched.

He coughed.

And groaned.

Mandira looked at Shennong and muttered. "He’s alive?"

Sasha nodded once.

But her glow flickered.

Shennong noticed. "You’re hurt."

Sasha shook her head slowly. She spoke at last, voice like water over glass.

"Just small."

Mandira looked toward the sealed entity is the sealing crystal.

"It fed on him... for too long. He might not survive."

Mandira turned to Shennong. "You’re not done yet. Are you? I don’t want either of you dead."

He groaned. "I was afraid you’d ask that. Please don’t make red flags."

She tossed him a small vial. "Drink."

He sniffed it. "This smells like liquified goat’s liver and moonroot."

"Because it is."

"...Ugh."

He drank it anyway.

His body surged with warmth and nausea all at once.

Mandira stepped beside the floating crystal, examining the runes around it. "It’s adapting. Trying to rewrite the containment."

Shennong sat up slowly. "Then we need to move it. Bury it, seal it, something."

Sasha looked at him. "Master...should i consume it?"

He blinked. "Sasha?"

Shennong was surprised at her growth, but of course had to refuse her. "No...she will find a way to deal with it,"

Mandira also looked worried because the speed it was rewriting the seal of the containment was rather fast. She had never seen anything like that.

"This thing is not going to help...it will break out soon. Is there a open space we can keep this crystal without any contact."

Shennong thought for a moment and pointed deeper into the dungeon—toward a chamber no one had yet entered.

Mandira frowned. "Is there something we can use?"

Shennong’s gaze didn’t waver. "Yes. I made second floor of this dungeon completly empty to start working on it, but that is a space completly isolated from any of this place.."

Shennong stared. "You want to keep it there?"

"I want to purify it, but for now we don’t have option. I can’t take this to surface.."

Mandira narrowed her eyes. "That’s... not a small ritual."

"I know."

Shennong stood, wobbling slightly. "Then we do it together."

Mandira raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about this? Putting your beloved people in danger."

He looked at Sasha and remebered about tohers—wounded, silent, graceful.

"I will trust my skill beside I want answers from whatever is inside this crystal to find a cure.."

He gestured to the unconscious Juno.

"If there’s a chance this entity can be purified instead of sealed forever, I’ll take it but not now."

Mandira sighed. "Then we move quickly."

She floated the sealed crystal forward. The magic around it crackled, but held.

Shennong stepped beside Sasha. "Can you take it Sasha? I don’t want to touch it."

"I will." Sasha obeyed Shennong.

The three of them moved deeper into the dungeon.

Behind them, Juno lay in a healing sleep, Mandira having left a protective rune by his side—glowing white and silent.

Ahead, the chamber began to glow.

A massive empty space was inside that place with nothing to see.

Shennong stared in awe. "I had to dig so much earth to make this room..."

Sasha nodded since she helped Shennong.

Mandira stepped forward, chanting already. "Let’s begin. While the entity is still weak. I’ll be sealing this crystal inside this controlled envoirment"

Silence.

And Mandira started her chant.

The black tendrils retracted. Shriveled. Screamed one last time inside the crystal—

The entity fell still.

Shennong gasped. "It’s... done?"

"Yes," Mandira said quietly. "It’s over. As long as this controlled space exist it won’t be able to come to surface. But one thing...I don’t know what kind of an entity this is so it might cause some changes to this enviornment."

Shennong fell backward again, arms wide. "So how am I going to get my answers?"

Mandira looked rather uncomfortable to that question."This is going to be messy...most of all, you’re going to be a criminal in this nation from now on,"

"I don’t mind. I am not going to show my face anyway...so leave him with me for now. I’ll get my answers and send him back." Shennong told while pointing at Juno.

Mandira didn’t know how to answer that, but she knew Shennong was no longer someone she can refuse easily, because she was really impressed with him.

But its story... far from over.

With the danger passed, they now had far more questions than answers—what exactly had been sealed inside that sword, and who had sealed it in the first place?

Where had Juno found it, and why had it latched onto him so violently?

How long had it been feeding on him, and had it used him... or chosen him?

What did this mean for any of them.

None of them had the full picture.

But they would need to find it—and soon.

Because whatever that sword had been made to contain... it might not have been something neither Juno, Mandira nor anyone in the mortal world had seen so far.

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