130 - reason?
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It seemed like reality itself was hazy, my perception fogged up leading to a dizzy state of mind. A gurgling motion was wounding up in the deepest part of my throat, ready to hurl stomach fluid at any moment. Disregarding my momentary discomfort, something larger hogged my full attention. My amputated arms leaked like a broken dam, a pile of crimson red had gathered in mere seconds, much to everyone's shock.
An unknown silver haired girl was also laying on my side, her fluttering strands covering her cheeks and brushing past my ear, her body weight leaning on my shoulder didn't exactly help to alleviate the pain. My conscious could only resurface for a few seconds before blacking out again. I could hear soft breathing from the girl next to me, it was rapidly building up. Other than my own pain filling up my mind, a small portion of it was occupied by guilt. Guilt that I could not help that which is closest to me. Cress...
***(Cress)(1 minute earlier)
'Guess what, there was a large energy spike and spatial shifting in classroom 3. Go investigate it' (?)
'Got it principal. I shall fulfill my duties as Student Council President and the terms of our contract' (Cress)
'Geez, I know this is telepathy. But you didn't have to be so cold.' (Principal)
'Haha. I was joking. Even if think we are as close you think, you should still understand your boundaries.' (Cress)
'That was a monotonous laugh... Well a little familiarity wouldn't hurt, don't take your time. I'm sure you understand why.' (Principal)
'Got it.' (Cress)
"[@$# &-$&@'# ((*@&_] Shift @&/) &_(#&"
(Cress)
Was it an unknown language? What kind of power was it? Or exactly what happen? The student council president was shrouded in a few mysteries, it wasn't numerous, nonetheless quality over quantity. Some things cannot be explained. There were no indicators or advanced sensor magic catalysts to identify the phenomenon happening before the classroom.
Sound was completely blocked, reality became textureless, colourless, stopped existing in all, and had fizzed out of existence. If one were to try to observe the president's mouth as this phenomenon occured, none of it would process into their brain, and if they didn't have any resistances as the average individual, there was a high chance of them going insane as well.
The bare lining, the edge or boundary that makes her existence a threat just by causing this phenomenon near others, is pushed away by the fact that it was soundless. Meaning that one had to be staring at her from the start, which in itself became a prohibited behaviour.
As she utter out the words known to few, air filled in her place, causing a soft humming sound as she vanished from the classroom.
"Cress, could you solve this problem over here?" (Katrin Sensei)
"Sensei, she's off to her duties" (Oswart)
"..." (Katrin)
*
Entering the sub-dimension, murderous intent was filling the space like a miasma. Normal people would have fainted in this much pressure given off in the air. Even certain particles like air was being pushed down before her very eyes. Such a feat could only be achieved when one has reached a height of power, high enough that their intentions forming in their conscious, their brain, could affect the mana in the air and create pressure in a small radius.
However, such is but a mere feat of a height in power. A mere tickle to the mysterious student council president. What troubled her more than withstanding the pressure, which was relatively like an ant to her, was the need to pretend to be affected by it.
Affected by the mind, this pressure was just a subconscious result of a high intelligence stat. In Lilith's case though, it was [demonic energy] instead of mana, the fact that she could draw it directly from the world system, exploitation of reality, was but an even more absurd phenomenon than the one just caused by Cress.
In theory, Lilith could amass so much pressure that level 600s would easily faint, and level 700s and above were required to specialise in skills that could resist this pressure. It was a catch in and of itself, it was but a mere theory. In reality, it would push the boundaries of absurdity.
Her presence concealed, Cress had intended to watch the fight. Thought it ended quick with Lilith losing her will to resist death. Intervening in was the only choice, Lilith cannot be lost. Lilith was, is and will be everything.
" [Sword arts tier-3] sword art,
Simple sword arts that unnaturally fit together, in fact one could only learn the both of them after reaching the peak of tier 3, or reach level 600. The intricate combination of these techniques required the user to have learn numerous other techniques before incorporating them together. This level of training was extremely unusual for a 11 year old like Cress. Though Lilith was too out of her ideal state of mind to notice.
Combining the 2 techniques, Cress was able to send back 99% of the enemies attack. The single percent welling up as extreme fatigue in her palm holding the sword.
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After the fight, she had stopped the bleeding of her amputated left arm with emergency magic. Her conscious was going through light and dark, willing to faint at any moment.
'Hmm... I have become far too weak... Well it should be fine. Fainting would serve as an excellent cover... ' (Cress)
Staring warily at the 2 half dead girls in the middle of the training ground, their teacher and a classmate had just vanished after another classmate abruptly died. The classmate has come back, but the teacher has not. Wouldn't the conclusion be obvious? She was the murderer. She was the murderer. She was the murderer. She was the murderer. Feelings had no room for logic and rationality. And what overwhelmed the students who just had their last line of defense, their teacher vanishing from existence, was fear.
"... I have a certificate from the Principal... As the student council president... This case has been investigated... And Lilith is innocent..." (Cress)
Shortly after Lilith had fainted and gathered a comically large pile of blood, Cress proceeds to pull a paper with a signature and contract printed on it. Lining some parts of it were crimson red stains, however this was the real deal. The principal was a trusted aid of the Queen, he could bend the law of this country by asking for a favour.
The students delirious with fear and killing intent halted their irrationality, and have stopped themselves in time from attacking the 2 half dead girls in front of them. Strangely the Student council president had appeared, and her hair was a strange shade of dark grey and silver mixed.