Oracle

Nemesis sighed at the scene before him. He honestly didn't expect for Shane to faint right after knocking the two demons out, albeit with a little help from himself. Staring at the two nude demons he could see several bruises and cuts from wounds clearly not attained through the young exiled prince, but from him holding the door stopping their exit then knocking it down with a well-placed kick; harming the two in the process.

With his teeth clenched he took in a cold mouthful of air, ignoring the putrid smell of bodily fluids which had leaked from the fear of death and the ones from moments prior to their scuffle.

"Well... that was unexpected." Nemesis could just barely speak aloud to Hunger.

"Agreed. Did you gift him the ability to wield Void? I thought it wasn't transferable." Hunger asked, curious as to why he wasn't aware of the Void creature's ability to transfer his power to others.

"Well... Hunger, I'll tell you later. I made a promise and you know how I am with promises." Nemesis could only state, slightly anxious though he hid it well with his expressionless face and tone of voice.

"Very well. I'd rather not have you kill yourself again over something you swore to adhere to."

Rolling his eyes, Nemesis slowly walked up to Shane, gently picking him up and carrying him with both his arms.

With Shane now in his grasp he turned around and left the room; leaving the two unconscious demons alive.

"Not going to kill them?" Hunger inquired, baffled by Nemesis' actions. He knew Nemesis and the Nemesis he knew would certainly have killed the two right then and there before hoisting Shane away.

"Can't be bothered."

Nemesis replied as he walked at a steady pace, not to awaken or discomfort Shane who slept quietly with his head pressed up against Nemesis' chest.

"Alright."

Hunger replied with a single word, he knew when Nemesis said 'can't be bothered', it actually meant that he had something planned but wasn't bothered to explain it to him or that he would deal with the problem later.

Nemesis upon hearing Hunger's reply grew silent. The only sound now within the empty vast hallway being the sound of his shoes landing and lifting off of the soft, carpeted floor and Shane's breathing.

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Several minutes later Nemesis entered a room on the ground floor hidden behind a curtained wall. Behind it being a door left ajar; he had been inside the room minutes earlier but left due to sensing Shane being in peril.

Hunger had commented earlier when he immediately stopped what he was doing to run to save Shane, saying that he was acting too humane and too much like a father to their child.

Walking in a medium sized device stood before him attached to the wall. Casting a downward glance to the right; lay three beautiful women, two being barely dressed while the third dressed semi-adequately enough, though she was definitely the most dressed person within the brothel before Nemesis and Shane's arrival.

What differentiated the three from drunken girls who were in a stupor at some party now passed out were the missing limbs and gaping empty holes at their vital organs' locations.

Diverting his vision back onto the device attached to the wall Nemesis walked up to it.

Gently rubbing his right index finger against his thumb as he checked his mission and timer.

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Devour the flesh of demons: 6/10

Restriction: Demons must be at least [Rank-12 Demonic Trainees]. Demons must be alive during the consumption process. Must devour their lungs, kidneys, at minimum an arm and leg and finally their heart. Keep targets alive during the whole procedure. To silence the target shall be allowed. I apologise for not allowing you to do so last time.

Gather the souls of demons: 7/10

Restriction: Demons must be at least [Rank-12 Demonic Trainees].

Note for Reference: Souls can only be extracted from those who've been consumed. Souls shall be devoured instantly by me, I shall not let them haunt you any longer.

Reward: Nothing.

Price of Failure: Death.

Time Limit: Until the end of Day 1.

8 hours and 03 minutes remaining.

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Smiling to himself Nemesis stood silently as he waited in front of the device, examining it further as he waited for the three minutes to pass by.

The medium-sized device took up almost the wall's entire size in the quite small rectangular shaped room. There was a small screen on the communication device, no larger than 1280 x 720 tall and wide. Beside it lay several buttons, each with their own unique function. One requested more 'products' to be delivered, another calculating all the Spites they've earned that week and comparing it to weeks prior, etc.

The list went on for what the other buttons did, though Nemesis only stared wide-eyed like a narcissist staring at his own reflection at the button in a bright yellow. The emergency request for aid from the army and any local forces which would aid them. Each and every brothel had one of these communication devices called an 'Oracle', named for something which Nemesis didn't care for. Why would he be interested in learning the meaning of names when all he required of the contraption was its services.

Nemesis began softly tapping his foot rhythmically in anticipation. The moment that button was pressed, things would go sort of like how he remembered. Sort of anyway.

As the time ticked down, a small smile grew upon his face as the time to press the emergency button grew near.

"Three. Two. One." Nemesis counted down. "Zero." Upon finishing his countdown, a purplish-black Void manifested arm appeared out of a Void Gate which opened at 'zero' and shot out pressing against the bright yellow button.

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Nothing happened though Nemesis was content with this, he knew that his message was sent. Now all he had to do was destroy the evidence.

"[Void Judgment]." Nemesis blandly stated, as if uninterested in what was going to happen.

Standing still in the secret room which housed nothing else of interest other than the corpses of the fallen manager and the other two sex slaves, four purplish-black orbs conjured themselves out of nowhere.

The four orbs spun themselves around, elongating and transforming into four [Void Blades]. Upon fully transforming into [Void Blades] which took them a second to do so, they twirled around before crossing each other forming two 'x's, as if knights were wielding the blades and crossed their swords in respect of Nemesis.

Nemesis strode forward underneath the crossed swords, making sure to be gentle in his steps so as to not disturb the slumbering Shane. His task had been done, so there was no rush in what he had to do next.

Upon making it to the entrance, he simply nodded and left the room.

Nemesis' departure from the room led to the two pairs of crossed [Void Blades] to uncross themselves as they positioned themselves around the Oracle.

All four then vanished for three seconds before returning to their original position, steps away from the Oracle.

The four [Void Blades] spun around simultaneously before impaling themselves into the ground as they like Hunger, melded into the ground leaving no visible trace of their existence on the ground as no hole had been created when they impaled themselves into the floor.

When the four disappeared from sight, the Oracle began to emit bright shocks of electricity. A buzzing noise could be heard from within before sixteen lines darkened on the Oracle then turning bright red as the Oracle began deconstructing itself using the slashes as connecting points.

Nemesis simply smiled to himself as all the wiring and electronics within began to convert a purplish-black hue then vanish into nothingness.