The True Culprit

"I - I made a deal that she would kill Khoramzzadeh in exchange for the world to forget her existence and that I can only directly intervene once she regains her memories, the Being said that this way was the fastest way for her to regain her memories and once she regains them she will become unbeatable in the Material Universe-", Tyr Weakly replied.

*SLAP

A few chunks of metal flew from his face due to the slap Aavesh gave him.

"You- You are angering Me to Death! Do you fucking know what you did? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT FUCKING REINCARNATION? WHICH SON OF A B*TCH EVEN SPOKE ABOUT THIS FUCKED UP METHOD TO YOU? AND YOU- YOU DIDN'T FUCKING HESITATE! YOU WENT AND DIRECTLY IMPLEMENTED THIS METHOD FOR HER LIKE IT WAS THE BLOODY SACRED MESSAGE OF GOD WITHOUT GIVING A RAT'S ASS ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES - YOU !", Aavesh was livid at the explanation, His face turned from pale, to green to extremely red with nerves popping.

Even Eon was stunned at the sheer level of stupidity that Tyr had done.

Eon spoke with suspicion in his tone,"Is this guy even Lawful Neutral Like your Sister was? He seems to be very- Whimsical?"

"Huh?", Aavesh heard this and stopped raging for a moment as his pupils shrank as he observed the fearful explanation on Tyr.

"This behaviour seems to be suspiciously familiar", Aavesh remarked as his mind cooled down.

"So Tell me very carefully Tyr - where did you get this information- don't skimp out any details or my next slap will be even harder!", Aavesh threatened him in a cold tone which made Tyr nod desperately in compliance and immediately used his space ring to conjure a very old and odd colored book with chaotic patterns.

Aavesh took it into his hands as he felt a very odd feeling from it.

The Title was- ' Glimpse into the Godhood Process and Dangers we must cut apart' and the Author was ' Sage Kalaxis, Primeval of Machina, New Dawn Era'.

' Sage Kalaxis? A Primeval? As far as I know- Sage Gigonometris is the only Primeval of the New Dawn Era, which the Those of the Machina and the Previous Primevals never had Someone named Kalaxis- Even in the Unknown Eras all sage names were recorded and even cheap guide books were sold across the Universe to promote their Mythic Faction- Primevals were essentially Kings or leaders of an Era- Chosen to wield the full might of a Mythic Dimension- But who the fuck is Kalaxis-? and Why is the writing so unordered? Hmmm there are hints of insights here but- they strangely seem to be leading towards transition from Lawful Neutral to Lawful Evil, very subtle brainwashing to guide the victim to an alternate Path, Huh what's this? -' Shortcut to solving all Godhood problems is by performing communion with any of the 9 Ancient Infernal Evils- Best Evil is the Devil Tree Spirit of the Forgetful- Oblitus Mali! Forget all problems and Just Cultivate! To get into a deal with!' '

"Where did you get this Book?", Aavesh asked Tyr who weakly replied, " I got in an ancient Ruin right after Mistress Nayaki entered the cycle of reincarnation - My protocols were adjusted to guard the Adhi Family and find Treasures related to Godhood! I found this book and immediately felt it would help solve Mistress's issues! I managed to build a summoning altar after a few thousand years and I used it immediately after your Sister was Born! I sensed her soul aura and immediately invoked the pact as one of her designated guardian and Gaurantor-!"

"Alright - Shut It!"

Aavesh suddenly felt something suspicious about the book, The Language!- 'Why could he understand it?'

Eon spoke as well, " Try reading it in a Language apart from Universal Language - Try Rathielis - your local tongue "

Aavesh immediately tried and the Language in the Book changed!

Aavesh spoke solemnly," The Relics from the New Dawn Era- Never heard of something as Advanced as Auto Translate - That feature was never applied during that time, especially to important books, But this book- it reeks of something hidden, makes me feel like I am holding an old stinking sock"

This book stank- Yes it stank to him! His very being felt disgust as he held it.

Blue light emerged from his eyes- His Aeon Mythic Power had been provoked by the thing inside the Book.

The Book's visage distorted instantly as it's true self revealed itself before Aavesh - It now looked like a dirty piece of rag with terrifying Chaos Power hidden within - It flew out of his hands attempted to attach onto Tyr's Face.

*Whizz

Aavesh was faster as he caught it just as it was about to touch Tyr's face and pulled it back to him.

*Squigllle

"Screeeeessss!!!", The rag squirmed and screeched in his hands but Aavesh did not relent at all- rather he spoke with fury," You are the root cause of my pain- You took my sister away from me and made her suffer so much, I KNOW Now - You are controlling Tyr through a very rare curse that targets intelligent Machines! You or Should I say your master- controlled him to do his bidding!"

The Rag trembled even more violently but Aavesh held it firmly in his grip as Multicolored Lightning and Steel Grey Power surrounded his body as Furious Blue Light emitted from his eyes.

He spoke in half a trance as he began resonating with both of his Mythic Powers at the same time.

" Legend Mythic Power - Rend Control!"

As soon as he spoke this Dull pink greenish tendrils from the rag appeared connecting it and Tyr - which began to shatter as the Steel Grey Power from Aavesh engulfed the Rag.

"Aaaaaaaaaa", Tyr Screamed as the Curse began to lose grip on his mind and he felt like being ripped apart.

He immediately wanted to leap at Aavesh but Eon conjured a Blue spherical shield enveloping them.

*BANG

*BOOOOOOOM

Tyr's Punches Destroyed a huge section of the Ship but causing Emergency Protocols to activate and prevent any air loss.

But Aavesh was not bothered by this. No the Blue light in his eyes only became more intense as he spoke again,

" Aeon Mythic Power - Aeon's Judgement Flame"

*Ignite

The Rag ignited with blue flames burning it's Unlawful Existence from Reality - Destroying the Curse's roots as the Book screeched out in agony.

"SCREEEEEE! SCREEEEESSSS! SCRAAAAEEEEESE"

*sssssssssss

It let out colorful fumes which seemed to project a masked man with clown clothes and with a Sad Clown Face with a black and white color scheme.

"Hmmmph Youu Poouny Morrrtalll! How Dare you remuove me Course!?", The Being Spoke.

But Aavesh remembered this disgusting Bastard's face- He would personally ensure that this clown would beg for Death and never recieve it!

But first he needed information from this Bastard-, He grit his Teeth and spoke," Why did you do this?"

The Clown disdainfully spoke," Whyyy wouuuldd Iay Nout Douu Iet? Shhheee Rejjjecctead Meeeiii !! Iiii Louuuvvvveddd Heaaaar!

Aavesh suddenly felt an immense trembling rage within him- Just because his Sister rejected this creep's advances? Fuck FUCKing BULLSHIT! ALL THIS FUCKERY WAS BECAUSE SOME DUDE WANTED REVENGE ON HIS SISTER BECAUSE SHE REJECTED HIM? HIS SISTER LOST SO MUCH BECAUSE OF THIS PATHETIC MOFO? SHE WAS LITERALLY FORGOTTEN BY EVERYONE WHO WOULD HAVE LOVED HER BECAUSE THIS DUDE COULD NOT GET HER HEART? WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP REASON IS THIS? THIS RETARD WAS GOING TO PAY! NO MATTER WHAT HE WOULD EVISCERATE THIS BASTARD!

"JUST YOU FUCKING WAIT DICKLEZ BITCH! I AM GONNA MAKE YOU WISH EVERYONE FORGOT YOU! YOU LITTLE SHIT!-", Aavesh screamed out curses into the Projection as it faded as the Clown Furiously pointed at him but didn't say anything as the smoke Dissipated.

"Fucking Hell!", Aavesh screamed out in frustration as he could not take revenge now.

Now he had to save his sister- She was the Priority!

He turned around to see a stuttering Tyr who lights were constantly flashing before returning to normal.

"I - I - What have I done?!", Tyr yelled in horror as he has finally snapped back to his senses. His hands shivered as he began to collapse and even contemplate suicide- His protocols on harming his Mistress were self defined and most certainly all of them had been broken.

Tyr placed his palms on his face as realization fully dawned on him after Years of Being Cursed by the Book.

Memories were not deleted, Tyr remembered all of the misdeeds that had been committed over the years.

Aavesh sighed mentally as he knew he could not fully blame the Poor Android.

Even if he was angry with it, that would have to wait.

"You finally out of it?", Aavesh spoke in a Controlled Tone.

"Huh- I - I am not cursed anymore Prince Aavesh- What do you-", Tyr Replied in an Upright tone despite being a bit shaky at the start- But the previous whimsical style was replaced with a very old soldier's resolute tone. But Aavesh cut him off- Too much time had been wasted.

" Can you locate my sister? Give me all information you have on her- Yes I know you cannot intervene Directly- But we are about to do something that is Going to Piss off more than half of the Rathiel Noble Clans- Tyr Open a stable Portal at the Entrance of the Redstone Orphanage- Remember you are not doing this to get her back- I am! ", Aavesh spoke in an Authoritative tone.

"You should think of something else Aavesh- You can't use the Raw Power of your soul Constitution anymore- I didn't say anything because you didn't hit the Threshold yet before when you unleashed your Soul Constitution - Now Your Emotions are at a Peak Level- Your Soul Constitution will SHATTER your mind pond if you exceed the Threshold again- Eon saved you at the cost of Origin Essence, I Highly doubt he will survive if you exceed the Threshold again ", Irolin's voice warned as he saw through Aavesh's plans- He would not let his disciple die for nothing when it was clearly avoidable- Ofcourse he would not intervene in acts of ignorance and foolishness, but he would always advise and step in when necessary.

"I'll heed your words Master", Aavesh controlled his emotions again, He needed to calm down and quickly think of an alternative.

" Tyr, I can't use my Soul Constitution - do you have Mech Suits or Xcess Serums?" Aavesh quickly asked.

"Prince Your Vitality is dangerously low- Please allow me to administer D Grade AMRITH, your body won't make it far if you were to use a Mech or The Xcess Serums", Tyr quickly replied and retrieve a Dark green vial which Aavesh Recognised - AMRITH, but of lower quality- It will do just fine now.

Aavesh nodded and extended his arm for the Injection.

Tyr prepared the Injection and spoke to Aavesh in a Crisp tone, " Sir - We have few Mechas that mortals can use- But there is a degree of Training involved and as well as mental conditioning, Do you really wish to use a Mecha? And Xcess Serums are out of the Question Sir- You Will Die if you take even a single one as a mortal despite your unique 'Body' "

Aavesh shook his head as Tyr injected the AMRITH into his arm and spoke, " There is no other way- Any Robot we send or people we hire will not help us at all- Because they will betray us- as we are currently part of an Empire which has a lot of enemies and a very bad reputation - They will recognise us, I believe a certain Infernal Spirit will see to it if we were to hire someone- my clan is out of the question as well- they will be implicated and I don't want them near this, it's not nice having an Ancient Infernal Evil targeting you- Also my Grandparents, I have a hunch that the moment they find her- the curse will shatter their Psyche- Believe me, the only fucking reason it's not done anything to me is because Of Lord Irolin"

Vitality bloomed in Aavesh as his body felt more comfortable after the injection - like a void being filled.

Aavesh however did not rejoice or relax - he had a mission now.

"Sir - You mean to- piss off Oblitus Mali? That being will not let you off -", Tyr worriedly advised.

"Yes, But I have my reasons - Now about that Mecha Armor mortals can use? Do you have it now?",Aavesh spoke out and asked.

"It's more of a suit sir- very experimental and requires a rare dense dense energy fuel which I have- Just the Neural Bonding with it is... very painful ", Tyr Grimaced as he summoned a Human sized Dull Black Body Armor Before them.

Aavesh sized it up and spoke,

"Pain? It's an old friend"