Changing The Course of Fate

Chapter 82 - Confrontation

Pier Belmiunde was in pain.

He cried loudly as he knelt on the ground that was now covered in ice.

His ice magic that produced flashes of lightning shattered the ground and instead, replaced it with an unbreakable foundation that was made of a crystal clear structure.

Why was it so sudden?

What happened?

As Pier was chased by the monstrous beast, his sense of fear was activated and as he stared at the burning body, his sense of despair was ignited.

The two requirements were met which allowed him to see the original Pier Belmiunde's feelings.

What he only saw in the previous months were Pier's memories.

He did not know what Pier felt every time he looks into the memory.

He only based his judgments on his own standards that he deemed what Pier must have felt after all the things that he had gone through.

But now it was a different story.

Pier's real feelings were transmitted directly into his body.

Sorrow?

Pain?

Sadness?

They were present.

However, none of it even reached a quarter of what Pier had been feeling the most on the day that he died.

It was wrath

Fury

Indignation

The original Pier felt he was unfairly treated by the world.

Eliam's eyes were shut as he cried his tears of pain.

It was as if the original Pier Belmiunde's entire existence was absorbed in his body and became a part of his own.

An unknown feeling that made him extremely infuriated coursed his body.

A sense of anger that he knew rarely showed up in his normal state was raging inside his mind. He wanted to destroy everything, he wanted to quench his thirst for revenge.

His entire being felt the thunderstorm of wrath the original Pier Belmiunde had been storing inside his own heart for the past years he was treated like garbage.

"It hurts...hic... it hurts..." Pier spoke as his tears continued to stream down his face.

"It hurts so much..." He wept as he felt his entire body go numb at the sensation of pain reverberating throughout his body.

"Make it stop...hic... someone...." He spoke in desperation but who could help him right now?

He was in the middle of the immense magic spell that he had created.

The storm of lightning that rained down upon him pierced the beast's body.

Another feature added is wherever the lightning touched, it would leave a trail of ice and froze everything underneath it.

"Someone help me..." he begged as he silently cried under the rain of lightning.

Yet no one was there, no one could.

Any creature that would step inside his field of magic would instantly freeze and break as if they were statues made out of stone.

His head was dizzy and his vision was blurry. His head was no longer covered with the hood of his cloak as his white hair displayed itself in front of everyone who was able to see him.