Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic (Part I)

0174 The Creator of Soul-Blood Oath!

Kai walked behind the yellow Existence as if he were his shadow.

His feet moved; muscles stretched and contracted involuntarily. He blinked, pupils adjusting to the black of night; no sign of light anywhere, the houses around him dark and lifeless.

He could think and sense the odd sensations coursing through his body.

That's all he could seem to do now. Kai felt it, his Abilities, Inventory, and Skills. He could use them, yes. But his body didn't listen to him. The only thing he had managed to do was to lock his emotions for any plausible Legilimency. He wondered whether an Advance Ability would stand against this thing walking in front of him or not.

As they strolled on the hard, straight street, Kai noticed that the man's yellow robes were considerably longer, a foot of the cloth trailing over the street without getting soiled. And the rim of these robes was tattered as if once upon a time a million thorns had clawed at it.

The Existence's horns twisted as he slowly looked over his shoulder. "Walk by Our side," he said. His voice felt like birds singing and lions roaring.

Kai's body obeyed. When he reached the Existence's left, they continued the walk.

"Young ones are bold," the Existence said, smiling and looking at Kai, which creeped the soul out of him. "But also predictable. Tell Us, how does one catch something that is quite elusive by ordinary means?"

What's going on?! Kai thought, his mind racing. How can I speak when I can't even open my mouth?

"Oh, but you can, young man!" the Existence replied, shocking Kai's conscious self. "Just concentrate enough. Turn your thoughts into your words, and they will come out."

He... He is reading my mind?! The thought terrified Kai.

The horned being shook his head. "No, We aren't," he told Kai. "At one point, it becomes obvious. Do you always question yourself before walking? Do you ask yourself whether to put the left foot first or right? No. Now, let's try it once again. How does one catch something that is quite elusive by ordinary means?"

They had crossed many houses by now, dark shades abandoning Kai as if scared by the man's presence.

Kai didn't believe him but did as he was told. He thought about the answer, taking into consideration the monster walking beside him, and then concentrated hard. He felt as if he was funneling out his thoughts, and then suddenly, his lips parted, words coming out like strangers.

"Run along with it," he said. "In your frame of reference, the running object would become stationary, eliminating the concept and need to catch it. How can something be elusive when it's stationary by all definitions of science in your reference?"

The Existence raised his eyebrows, his smile lengthened, and then he nodded. "We as well have thought of it once," he told Kai. "And doesn't that say something about you, young man? Extraordinary. Alas! It's been over 2000 years, but We have yet to catch the Roadrunner. This century perhaps..."

What the...? Kai cursed, but then something else took over his senses.

A multitude of bright flashes bloomed in the sky. Kai couldn't lift his head, but even then it felt to him as if hundreds of stars were exploding, shaking the boundaries of space-time in unknown and incomprehensible colors.