Help them all the way!

Many people let out sobs of relief and hugged eachother as joy and sorrow intertwined, Aavesh walked through them to find the person still carrying Demonic Taint.

Some people's smiles faded as they saw Aavesh's condition as he walked through the crowd, they immediately tried to speak but he shook his head and raised his palm to indicate that he was fine, despite the bleeding.

He found 2 people - 2 unconscious women, Pravum and another older man were kneeling besides them with worry etched on their Faces.

One woman was middle aged and had some kind of life draining curse put on her body.

The other woman was young and pregnant - but there was a problem with the unborn child- a huge problem.

"S-Sir! ", Pravum noticed him and stammered in reflex, at which Aavesh just smiled in a friendly manner - the bleeding definitely didn't help but Pravum - after seeing what Aavesh had done for all of them, spoke up slowly.

" It's my mother and elder Sis! I don't know what's happening! I -"

Aavesh Quickly interjected, " I understand - let's help your mother first"

With a thought, the black metal on his right hand melted into his left , leaving his right hand free.

Aavesh used another drop of blood essence beads and imbued his right hand with the Oblivion Silver Glove.

He then quickly touched the middle aged woman on her forehead, decaying green smoke erupted out with a miserable cry.

The curse was broken and the woman began to cough - though she wasn't conscious yet- the curse did do a number on her after all.

Pravum and his brother in law saw the whole thing happen so fast, they were rendered momentarily speechless, but then their hearts were filled with hope once Aavesh nodded at her.

Aavesh turned to the pregnant girl and frowned, his silver glove dissipated as he turned to Pravum and the young man.

" Was she fed with some kind of /Demonic Substance? Was it something living - like a screaming black liquid?", Aavesh needed to confirm the origins of the case, even if he could deduce the condition with his Aeon Mythic Eyes.

"We don't know, she was taken away from us, all we know is that whatever they did to her, it turned her feral and she's not slept for an entire year, she should have already been due but-", the young man spoke with a haunted expression his tone unstable...

Aavesh could sense the grief was probably even more deeper than what the man let out, he cut him off quickly before he could sink into despair," Easy easy - Whatever you know, it is extremely useful, I think I know what's affecting her"

Pravum and the young man gazed at him, Aavesh continued," Demonic Fetal Imprinting - A Liquefied Demon had been forcibly fused with the infant soul of her child, although I banished all Demonic Taint - the child's nature has been changed at a fundamental level "

"To be short, the child has become a parasite, she's absorbing a dangerous amount of nutrition from her mother- that's keeping your wife unconscious ", Aavesh explained as a pained expression appeared on the already unstable young man.

Pravum sat back and mumbled," daughter? Parasite - I should've killed him, killed him more brutally -, I should've murdered Danis -"

"Woah- I didn't say the situation was helpless - calm down - calm , take a deep breathe both of you, you two are going to have to take care of three people now", Aavesh quickly spoke and tried to snap them out of their despair.

"I need your help", Aavesh spoke to the young man in a more stern voice, this time the young man's Focus immediately snapped back.

" You are the father - you possess a deep blood connection with the child, I need you to perform a ritual now- if it works color shoul return to your wife's face and the veins should disappear"

" Your child's nature was changed because she was tormented for so long with pain and suffering at the soul level, she needs to know something more than pain, she needs you now"

" I will channel a special energy through you and you must guide it to her - because you two are bound by blood, fate and Karma, only you can change her - what's your name", Aavesh asked, his tone stern and yet warm, like a guiding hand of a Mentor.

"Ga- Garth", the young man's mind seemed to stabilize now as he replied, his eyes fixed on the unborn child within his wife.

"The Demon had manipulated her to make it so that she would recognise the Demon as her Parent, you need to change that, give her a 'Sweekar' name, claim her back as your child- do it with love- I know it's hard but no matter how mutilated she is, she is your child- are you going to let that Demon drag her soul to the Abyss?"

"NO! No please No- I'll do it, I will do it!", Garth eyes trembled and he seemed to have come back to normalcy again.

Indeed, Aavesh was right to trigger his Paternal Instincts- it seemed to have reset Garth's mind to full functionality, even curbing the horrific trauma that had been inflicted upon him.

Garth placed his palm on his's wife pregnant belly.

After which placed his hand on Garth's shoulder.

Sweekar ritual, it was ancient Karmic ritual - simple yet Powerful, the ceremony of Acceptance.

Why did Aavesh choose it? The Karmic ties between the child and parents had been mangled beyond recognition - it existed but it was twisted to a horrific degree.

His Aeon Eyes showed him, that even if he personally fixed the child's nature- Karma wouldn't lie, eventually something horrible was bound to happen between child and Parents.

If you are going to help someone, just help them all the way you can - so sayeth an ancient Sage's Quote.

The Karmic ritual would renew ties between Parent and offspring in this case, infact the young woman was awake as well, but unable to move- trapped within her own body.

But she too should have heard these words, it was important. To save their child they had to understand this, they could only save the baby with the love of a Parent.

Aavesh willed his Aeon Mythic Powers to form a connection between the Parents and the child's souls.

Lines of blue connected the Trio and Aavesh muttered under his breath," Go... All the way"

He used another blood essence beads of his True Primal Blood and activated the Samsara Ability to purify, and fused it a small silver string of his Legend Mythic Powers, he sent it into Garth through his palm.

Garth's expression had worsened and had become distraught at the plight of the child's souls.

Within the connection he called out to her, but she seemed like a feral animal, hiding and gazing back with Hatred.

" Say the words, make the claim, speak her name", Aavesh spoke out.

"Garth, they need you- you can do this! You always told me about the name you both would come up with! If it was a boy his name would Garu! If it's a girl-", Pravum urged him as well with eyes that held the last bit of hope, his hands had taken out a cracked dull gold pocket watch , furiously winding it back in a ritualistic manner.

"Siashin- Your mother loved Snow mountains - pure white, crystal clear water", A single drop of tear fell down from Garth's Eyes.

The unconscious woman's hand feebly moved to place on Garth's hand as if in unison- to protectively care for unborn child.

The hostility seemed to recede for a bit from the child in the womb, it had never felt such warmth before... All it knew was pain and torment.

" Siashin, that is your name and you out daughter - forever! We will never leave you alone, no one will torment you again! Never again! Forgive us for this child, we will never let you down!", Garth broke into sobs while the Mythic thread of purification travelled through his soul connection to the unborn Siashin.

A moment later, the wrongness faded as the Aavesh saw the soul of the unborn child revert back to how it should be, the Karmic ties had been mended and strengthened, the child no longer was a parasite now, it had become dormant- in some time the unconscious pregnant woman would wake up.

" Haff", Aavesh let out a sigh of relief as he saw Garth comfort the child in the womb.

He smiled and spoke," you've done well, but even though her infantile nature has been restored- you have to keep comforting her, the wounds of the soul always take time to heal"

He wiped the sweat on his forehead and turned to see a thousand people gawking at him- it made him uncomfortable.

"Sir! ", Pravum then spoke out, catching his attention.