CHAPTER 84- Mictlantecuhtli.
(Pov- ¿?)
Ghosts, the main threat of the world. There are beings more powerful than them, without a doubt there are. A clear example would be the Elves, who almost managed to conquer the world in the past. Thirteen times they almost succeeded.
616 different species have been identified, and if there were a ranking of power, ordinary ghosts would be in last place. But only the ordinary ones, those who are not capable of touching anything or possessing someone. If they evolve and become capable of touching the physical, they would rise to second place, below the Gods. The "myths."
Are ghosts that powerful? Not really. What makes them powerful is their invulnerability. Only the Gods can be capable of touching them, but only if the ghosts want to hurt them. If the ghosts do not want to challenge them, the Gods cannot do anything to them at all.
A ghost capable of touching something can defeat even the most powerful demon of hell. It would take time to damage such a powerful being, but with the passage of time they would not only damage its physical body, but also its soul, causing irreversible physical damage, illnesses, personality changes, and, finally, death.
A species capable of harming you, and you could do nothing to protect yourself. Worthy of top 2… Or rather, top 3.
The official ranking is as follows: Third place, the ghosts. Second place, the Gods. And first place, those who can control their spiritual power at will (in this place both humans and ghosts enter).
There is nothing that can defeat spiritual power, nothing foreign to spiritual power.
That is why the ghost-hunting organization is so important in the world, for without them controlling the ghost population, the human world would go extinct in a matter of 10 years, which is the average time it takes a ghost to develop its power to touch. And, at the same time, 10 years is the average time it takes for ghosts without human ties to become wild.
"That is why, as long as you are under my protection, you will always be safe."
Oh, my audience is very quiet. Did my reading bore them? Hey, hey, don't blame me, it's necessary that you know this to prevent you from doing something stupid. If you go far from me, I will not protect you from the ghost hunters. I am also human, I care about my species, although I am also a spirit. Hehe. My mother was quite the wild one, wasn't she? ¡Hahahahaha!
"Very well…"
I closed the book, cleared my throat, and took a breath.
Very well, let's begin. Welcome our special guest!
"¡Esta canción es para ti, chiquita! (This song is for you, little one!)"
"¡La tienes! (You got it!)"
Oh, the audience just albur-ed me. ¡Hahahahaha!
"But dangerous! ¡Hahahahaha!"
After a few seconds of laughter, the lights went out and silence flooded the stage.
The famous Shadow is here. I have heard a lot about him since the "new illuminati" were erased from existence by him.
Hehe. Just when I have little time left. Destiny or the unique peculiarity of this world? Mmm. It's the same now that I think about it better.
My skin crawls. I can feel it. This being is so weak, but at the same time, unpredictable. He is not destined to be the protagonist of something, I sense that his role, or rather, his cliché, is to be a simple filler character, the one who only serves to fill the backgrounds of a scene. But, even being someone with such a mediocre role, he managed to stand out so much. Who manipulated you? Whoever it was, they failed to control you. And that failure created a monster whose connection to the world is null.
You became unpredictable. Should I kill you…? Pfff.
I smile.
No, no, no. You are so entertaining, cousin!
"🎶Oh, yes! Let's get the fuck started!🎶"
Shadow, or rather, Saik Norsai. It will be a pleasure for you to meet me. ¡Fierro cousin…! Pfff. Damn world, how I love the cliché that fell to me!
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(Pov- Saik.)
… Mmm. Well, well. My heart races more and more. My human instinct screams at me that I am in a place different from my world, while my soul feels at peace.
Normally I feel uncomfortable in the human world because I am someone who does not fully belong to that world, but this time I feel the opposite. I feel very comfortable. With fear, but comfortable. This place no longer belongs to the human world.
"So, succubus world?"
"Excuse me?"
The Succubus, stuck in the opposite corner, did not dare to look at me directly, but her body was vibrating, literally vibrating. Her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, as if she were trapped between fear and fascination. Ah, what a nuisance. I hate beings who get excited by power. Would I behave like that if I met an incredibly powerful person…? Well, now that I think about it, I met several when I was weak and I never got excited. Although, well, I was a little kid back then, my body hadn't entered puberty yet. I'll never know now that I'm a teenager with a lot of power… Ah, no, that's right, I'll meet someone very soon. I'll confirm if I'm also capable of getting excited by someone else's power.
"The area we're going to is alien to the human world, right? Is it the world of the lustful demons?"
"No, I'm afraid you're mistaken. Indeed, we are entering a zone alien to the human world, but it is an artificial one, created by our God."
God, huh? This gives me a bad feeling. Will it really be a God? He has the power, but what would he be doing in this world? Even the existence of a demigod living here seems improbable to me. The Gods are terrified of spiritual power, and as far as I know, this world is the only one with users of spiritual power (or at least that's what 98 and 99 told me).
A God or demigod with spiritual power is impossible; they are forbidden from learning it.
"And does this 'God' have a name? A title?"
She smiled and lowered her gaze. Is she… praying?
"Mictlantecuhtli." The Succubus whispers, bowing until her forehead touches the ground.
Mictlan…? Well, well. I don't know how to pronounce it correctly.
The name resonates in my head. I know I've heard that name before. Remember, Saik, remember.
The history classes my mother gave me before arriving in this country. Remember those classes. Remember… Death… Yes, it's something related to death and hell, or something like that.
That name… it's of a God. Yes, a God of death. An Aztec God, if I'm not mistaken.
Ah, I should have paid more attention to you, mother.
An Aztec God of death. It sounds quite curious.
"I want to meet your boss."
"Yes, of course. Let me see…"
She closed her eyes again. Well, well. Ah, is she his secretary? No, I think she's asking someone through a telepathic magical ability. I have a similar ability, but it only works with my ghosts.
"Oh, congratulations, there's an available slot in the schedule. He can receive you on September 4th."
Ah, well, it was easier than… Huh?
"… September 4th?"
That date is…
"Yes, he has a canceled appointment tomorrow, since one of his guests has already gone to paradise, or to hell."
… Tomorrow is my birthday… Tomorrow is my birthday… Ah, well.
Yes, that's right, it's tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll turn 15 years old… Tomorrow…
This is bad. I felt like I had just turned 14. Is tomorrow really my birthday…? Yes, tomorrow is September 4th.
What the hell is happening to me? How was I able to forget something so important? Even the people around me, including my own legendary ghosts, seem to have forgotten that as well.
This sudden trip, this peculiar place, my memories being affected.
Something is happening in the world, and that "something" brought me to this place in some way.
The power to manipulate my family's actions without me realizing it. What am I getting into now?
Ah, we arrived. The elevator stopped.
"Before opening, please confirm what you wish to receive."
A hologram appeared in front of me, a kind of screen with seven available options. They are in my language, so I don't need help translating.
Lust, wrath, sloth, pride, greed, envy, and gluttony. Capital sins?
"And what does each option do?"
"You will receive the greatest pleasure from each option, at the cost of a little of your energy."
Energy… I must send someone to investigate what they do with that energy.
"What happens if I choose gluttony?"
"You will receive the most delicious food in the world, and you will not feel that you are satisfied."
Eating so much until you get bored.
"And does sloth give you the most comfortable bed in the world?"
"Indeed."
With that I already get an idea of what each option does… Well, almost everything. I can't think of anything for pride and envy. I can imagine that with wrath you can kill anyone just to vent, but I can't imagine that envy means others look at you with envy or praise you.
Which one should I choose? I must choose one to know where the energy goes.
I'm tempted to choose gluttony; eating while I wait sounds pretty good.
"Would you accept my recommendation?"
The Succubus approaches me and… is taking off her clothes. Ugh, another woman who thinks everything revolves around sex. I've had enough with the legendary ghosts related to that; I want to stay away from that topic for a few more years, until I have to give grandchildren to my mother. Knowing her, she'll force me to have them, manipulating me. I wonder if I inherited my cold side from her. Do I have a cold side? Well, almost everyone says that about me, so I think so. I don't know what that really means, but it sounds good.
I think it's something related to forcing others to act a certain way, whether with words or actions. In my case, controlling the actions of others and the environment, and in my mother's case, with words and gestures. I never dare to tell her no when she asks me for something (and that's why I always escape from her when she doesn't see me).
Ah, I got off topic again.
She's licking my chin, while placing my hand on her left breast. Ugh, it's very soft. It's pure fat, nothing of muscle or flesh.
I've had enough disgust. Goodbye…
Huh? What?
I can't eliminate her soul… No, rather, I don't dare.
I want to do it, but my own power refuses to obey me.
I feel enormous pressure on me, wanting me to kneel, but I refuse to obey.
Whoever this being is, it's someone who wants everyone under their control. Someone whose power forces me to feel inferior.
Who the hell are you?
The Succubus suddenly fainted and the elevator door opened. And almost immediately, the music flooded my ears.
I know this style of music; it's very famous in this country. My father listened to them on the ship. I think they're called "corridos" or "Banda."
The elevator left me in the front rows of what appears to be a large stadium, and in the center there is a huge stage. A big live concert, and quite lively. All the stands are full; there are thousands of ghosts and fantasy beings around me. No one seems to hate each other; everyone is having fun and dancing. There's even an Elf dancing with a human ghost, and with my experience with Elves, that's something they would never do, even if their lives were at stake.
Managing to make all these beings be in harmony and coexist in peace…
I looked at the center of the stage. A man in a hat and cowboy pants, checkered shirt. A kind of cowboy, but his body is completely white, without expression or details. He has a happy face drawn on his face, but it seems to be painted with a marker. A kind of white doll with clothes. It's like those dolls my mother uses to teach CPR, full body.
… A white doll, dressed as a cowboy, singing "corridos," and if my being doesn't lie to me, he is the famous demigod.
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"¿Pero qué mierda está pasando? (What the fuck is going on?)"