After soothing Stelle, who was giving me dirty looks for just nuking the monsters we were up against. We kept moving deeper into the Herta Space Station. Until we reached an interactive point.
A giant portrait that depicted a monstrous form of geometric lines that was seemingly about to swallow a likewise perfectly angular star. "Uhhh so am I supposed to smash the picture or something?" Stelle asked the pressing question.
And then a loud sigh rang with Herta's exasperated voice ringing out. "No! No, you are not supposed to just smash it! Just put your hands to it, and your mind will be pulled into a random event that will be simulated."
Stelle and I shared a look and shrugged while I was inwardly wondering what was up with the monster on the poster. Was it supposed to be a Leviathan? Or hell, maybe it was one of the Lord Ravager's?
But the two of us lemmings with zero value of our lives touched the poster and our minds were sucked into said poster.
And our minds were filled with a darkness that could not been seen through. Sound didn't carry either as I called out to Stelle even as I felt her hand within my own. But no sound escaped me.
Then I coudn't help but realize that we were also floating or something. As I had nothing beneath my feet either.
But then a whisper hit our ears. We turned to see a soft purple and green-toned light in the distance. So we 'moved' towards it, as the whispers became clearer.
We could make out the sounds of cries, screams, denial, and begging amidst a symphony of destroyed mountains and oceans being swallowed into an endless gullet.
A fog filled our minds and it was only when a harsh electric-like shock ran through our bodies that I hurriedly pulled Stelle back as the shadow of a massive, serpent-like figure almost snatched us up.
"Get out of there! It's the Voracity Aeon who is trying to lull you into becoming her meal!" Herta told us hurriedly, and I mentally pulled us away, and with a harsh clatter we 'fell' out of the portrait of the Aeon of Voracity, Ouroboros, who wanted to eat us.
And for a long moment as Stelle and I just stared at the seeing I couldn't help but recall the shadowy form of the Voracity's human 'lure' atop their serpent pile-like body.
'Damn... That siren bait body was hot.' I thought with my face twitching as the Chaos Gatcha rang out as another ticket fell into my lap.
[Survive an attempt at predation by a simulated Aeon of Voracity. Which would have eaten your mind and soul. 1 Diamond ticket]
I survived an Aeon's attempt to end my life in an utterly horrifying way. And the only reason I DID survive was purely that Herta had admin-level control over reality in this Simulated Universe.
Suppose she were only a couple of moments slower in waking us up and helping us flee the simulation. We were done; we had no way to survive any true encounter with a hostile aeon. So by all logic, we accomplished something damn near impossible in reality.
With a dull expression, I spoke out. "For surviving a murder attempt by the Aeon of Voracity, which would have ended with me being brain dead and my soul devoured... I got a Mythical-tier ticket."
The room was quiet for a moment before Stelle said flatly. "You should totally give me that ticket... Or like order me three lifetime supplies of pop drinks for this trauma."
Then with a crackle like an old tv having a magnet held up to it. Another Herta doll formed out of nowhere and I could tell THE Herta was piloting it as she said in an impatient tone.
"A Mythical tier ticket? Pull it for me, Jake. You have countless scanners on you, and I am very interested to see what you get."
[Mystic Eyes of Death Perception]Allows you to view lines of death as small cracks and lines along objects or people, if you destroy any line along a target, the target instantly and absolutely dies or gets destroyed. Can only be used on targets the concept of death can be applied to. Overuse of this ability can lead to severe brain damage.]
In an instant it felt like my fucking eyeballs were boiling inside of my sockets as the Chaos Gatcha didn't account for something. I already had a connection to the 'Root' through the Denial of Nothingness.
So in an instant, my 'shitty' Mystic Eye's of Death Perception went from Shiki Tohno's Temu version of killing eyes... To a much more powerful variant.
It felt like a bolt of lightning was shoved directly into my eye's as I opened them only to see countless lines of death. And under my breath I whispered as the True form of my eye's filled my mind.
"Amalavijñāna, The Boundary of Emptiness."
And as Stelle rolled over to sit on my lap and made a loud excited noise as she cupped my cheeks to stare into my eyes...
As much as I wanted to meet her gaze as well. My eyes were drawn to how all of Stelle's death lines ALL formed a center-like form around what was clearly the Stellaron inside of her chest.
"Jake, there seems to be an interesting collection of energy similar to Imaginary Energy directly taken from the Sea of Quantum at its roots in your eyes. What did you get from the ticket?"
I gave Stelle a small smile before she cried out as I gave her stomach a light push to knock her off of me so I could sit up properly... As there was no way in hell I was getting dommed by the glue-eating trashpanda that was Stelle!
Still, I stood up, and I said with a small smile. "I received the ability to bring... Peace to all forms of existence."
And as I said that. I couldn't help but wonder what the hell Blade was going to think in the future if he ever realized I could very easily, truly kill the poor bastard.
Ending his painful eternal suffering. Though as I raised up my hand to form the dragon scales over my hands, which also came with some claws as well. I wondered if I couldn't just 'kill' his Mara madness alone?