[Volume 1] Nebula: Villainess of Never-ending Beyond

8. Never-ending Place Called Sky (8)

"Rox... Or should I call you Virtual Pigeon now? Is the spotlight ready?" As I disembarked the grand cruise vessel, my feet touched the rugged surface of the prison island, just beyond the towering walls. A chilling symphony of chaos, pain, and war reverberated from the outside world, seeping through the air like a venomous mist. Each scream was a jarring chord, a testament to the turmoil that lay beyond those imposing barriers.

"Wicked Luna, Phantom, and Shadow are all in position. We made countless detours, but as always, it will end up with what you expected. It's pointless to overthink" The robotic figure behind me, Rox, replied. "This would be the first step in our never-ending journey."

I gazed beyond the wall and chuckled, "Before us lies a massive Schrodinger's box, a cosmic puzzle where mysteries dance. With each step I take, a ripple of anticipation courses through my veins, igniting a spark of exhilaration within. Yet, I am mindful that until the unwanted variables are banished, the path to success remains elusive."

"And as I thought, failures aren't in your vocabulary. You're the most well-known nemesis of the believers of Finality and Disorder for that reason... and also the followers of Ambivalence. Your existence surpasses natural occurrences. They dance between order and chaos, failure lost in the void... And you're the force beyond comprehension, a beacon for those who embrace chaos."

"You always treat me highly devilish, Virtual Pigeon," I sighed and smirked. "The polar opposites, yin and yang, the innocent and the well-versed, from innocence to wisdom, a mirror's embrace, I find my true space. I suppose this will be the second time I will see myself without looking at a reflection. This script is a ploy to turn the world upside down... my infamous death."

"The banishment of a big shot will escalate across words exponentially. The traces of Entropy will completely wipe out on paper. Just like how Gods manipulate the universe, you'll soon be able to control the strings behind the curtains."

"No one believes in the propagator of Entropy. I suppose even her other fellows and her apostle want to kill her. I wouldn't be borrowing someone else's ability if she provided me with something I could freely use. I don't regret disrespecting her."

"If you offended her, there's a chance you're not here. But still... I'm glad that you took care of me. Even when the gods are awake, I will always swear my loyalty to you. After all, I can see the real you hidden from everyone's eyes. If not for you, I would be encaged in confinement."

I scratched my head and replied, "I suppose you're not saying that while playing video games behind my back."

"I–I don't! I swear!" Virtual Pigeon stuttered.

At the peak of the moment, a person yawned from behind. She had blue hair with a ponytail, a maiden face, 5'11" in height, and currently a pale red face. Her outfit is currently a thick and revealing two-piece swimsuit. As she drunk-walked out of the compartments, she waved a bear and followed me.

"Good morning, Noir. Another day of your work avoidance?" I murmured.

"Nebula-sama... Should I set out now?" "There are... too many ugly people inside. It stinks."

"Don't tell us that when we're nearly finished! Also, you reek of alcohol," Virtual Pigeon scolded.

"Oho!" I laughed easily. "I don't mind having Virtual Pigeon clean every corner of the cruise for your vomits. You find men on every edge of the world and suck their sticks, and you're staying strong. You also wouldn't mind if we sailed for months in the ocean. I know you like that!"

Noir's face puffed. She ran towards the railings and vomited on the ocean. "Please... don't, Nebula-sama."

"Don't approach me with your stinky breath. In my freedom years, my age is still five years old. I could sue you any time of child abuse," I said and sighed. "I suppose it's the right move to shift you out of plans. However, I'm not serious enough to punish every frame of failure you expose," I replied as a joke. "It's your job to be serious for me. You know it, right?"