Dang Convergence Vol. 1

Chapter Twenty-nine The Convergence War Begins

Chapter Twenty-nine

The Convergence War Begins

The room was chilly when he stepped in, almost like someone had opened a window into winter somewhere in there. He knew it couldn't be possible because the room had no windows—just one of many precautions the Watchers had taken to ensure nothing that was said in there was at all compromised, and that their operations remained safe.

Every time J had been in there, the temperature of the room had been, well, normal. A right balance between warm and cold, and something told him that the sudden drop in the room's temperature was no accident. The other Watchers had a flair for theatrics and if anyone of them had deemed it necessary to make things chilly, it was probably because they were about to discuss something rather gloomy.

J took his usual seat at the table. Across from him sat Ravenmask. On either side of him were Penguinmask and Catmask, and Hawkmask occupied the last seat. As soon as Hawkmask took the last seat, Ravenmask cleared his throat.

"Now that everyone's here," he began. "We have an important matter to discuss."

"What's with the air conditioning here today?" Catmask queried before letting out a chuckle. "We're not running behind on electricity bills, are we?"

"This is no time for humor," Ravenmask scolded. "What we have to discuss, is a truly pressing matter. As things stand now, it's safe to say we are now in a state of emergency!"

The entire room went dead quiet thing. J heard a couple of the Watchers gulp.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice shaky.

"It's not about what happened," Hawkmask replied, and then rose to her feet. She crossed her arms, cleared her throat, then continued. "It's about what's happening, right now as we speak. The doppelgangers have drawn far too much attention now, and dark forces are beginning to amass on their world. The war is about to begin, just as we feared."

J felt his heart skip a few beats. "Bellum's fleet is moving on their world?"

"Yes," Hawkmask nodded. "But that's not all. We have reason to believe that someone on this little council violated one of our rules and reached out to the one whose power resonates across dimensions, to provide him a warning."

"That's a preposterous allegation," Catmask hissed. "Everyone in this room knows fully well the risks attached to the responsibility we've taken on. Our role is confined to observation and recording, we're not—,"

"We are aware what our role is," Ravenmask interrupted. "But the issue remains—someone sent a warning to the doppelgangers and potentially interfered with the unraveling of the cosmic threads of fate. There's no telling what could come of that."

"And if no one here confesses to this crime?" Penguinmask queried.

"And are we so certain that it's a crime to begin with?" J added.

Once more, the room went quiet. Though the Watchers were masked, he could tell that all eyes were on him. The room seemed to get even colder and a part of him wondered if there was a chance one of the Watchers was cryokinetic.

But seeing as all the attention was already on him, he decided to go on.

He drew a deep breath first, then continued to speak. "We've seen what happens to universes after the incursions. Bellum's fleet is like a cancer spreading across the multiverse, conquering world after world, and razing down the ones that prove indomitable. Is it really so bad to try to help stop this incursion?"

"Are we really about to have this discussion?" Catmask snorted.

"I don't see why not," Penguinmask leaned back in his seat. "It's just a warning, right? It's not like one of us went over there to interact with the doppelgangers."