Conflict, conflict, conflict.
Stop No. 1—
The "Aether Light Weaving" of the Eltram family is a technology that is called heresy because it can steal the wisdom that others have spent a lot of time and effort to refine without them noticing.
Contradiction, contradiction, contradiction.
Stop No. 2—
If it were the outside world, once the secret of the Eltram family was exposed, they would have been banned long ago. But Atlas was different. It allowed all kinds of heresy and all kinds of abnormality. Except for that prohibition, there were no restrictions. I grew up there and naturally thought that was reasonable.
Error, error, error.
Stop number three—
No matter how much we fear him, no matter how much we hate him, there is no problem with Eltram's skills. No one can deny Eltram's rights, and there is no alchemist who can surpass us.
Alert, alert, alert.
Stop number four—
However, all the knowledge, thoughts, ideas, and laws that he had acquired since his birth were not produced by Shion Eltram, but were learned and borrowed from others.
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
Stop number five—
Invading other information centers is equivalent to infiltrating other people's egos, which is an extremely difficult thing, because the fully grown "self" will exclude cognition and ideas that are different from its own. However, due to Eltram's philosophy, he has always regarded this as common sense, so he can absorb information from that person without any defense.
Twist, twist, twist.
Stop Six—
We, Eltram, are life forms that cannot exist without information, and cannot survive without taking something from others. Wasn't it because I left Atlas that I had doubts about myself and needed more information
Correction, correction, correction.
Number Seven
If this is not the same kind, then what is the same kind? If so, why reject taking blood from others? From an existential perspective, the Dead Apostles are much better than fragile and short-lived humans, so why do they insist on being human
Because I have been denying this, I will continue to deny it even if I realize that I am wrong.
It's so stupid.
Cut—CutCutCutCutCutCutCut!
Cut off! Cut off! Cut off! Cut off! Cut off!
"Aaaaaaah—"
Roaring, crazy, hysterical.
A strange smell filled Orange's workshop, a black smell that did not belong to humans, carrying the smell of blood that vampires craved.
When the contradictions deep in her soul were cruelly revealed, when the last fig leaf was stripped off nakedly, Shion's soul finally fell into chaos, and the last bottom line she had always insisted on also collapsed.
She finally gave up resistance and took the initiative to transform into a vampire.
The ten fingers twisted, the nails lengthened and turned into sharp claws.
The expression is ferocious, with sharp teeth and a grin.
This is the true face of vampires when they are hunting. They are the enemy of mankind and a threat to human nature.
Seeing this scene, Orange sighed: "Is it necessary to go to this extent? This is too much. This is not like you."
"It is necessary. She is the successor chosen by Zepia, and her potential is greater than Zepia. If she can't get over this hurdle, she will become a greater disaster sooner or later."
Shinji also sighed, and the repaired "Indra's Thunder" materialized, and the "Divine Thunder Barrier" opened, firmly restraining the girl who had not yet completely transformed into a vampire.
"What are you going to do? Kill her yourself? All the preparations you've made will be in vain?"
"Of course not - it's up to you, Miss Life Coach."
"It's me again."
"It was you. If you hadn't said you were on the wrong path, I wouldn't have resorted to such extreme measures."
"How can you be so shameless?" Orange was both angry and amused.
"I've been a scoundrel for a long time." Shinji was not ashamed, but proud of it. "Just tell me whether you care or not."
"I didn't say I don't care." Orange's attitude was exactly the same as when Shinji treated the issue of accepting an inner disciple. "But I can't do it alone. I need your cooperation."
"Tell me what to do."
"Begin by beating her till she's left with only one breath."
"That's easy."
As Shinji raised his hand, the lightning on the surface of "Indra's Thunder" became more active, and the thunder containing divine power instantly pierced through Shion's body, burning her whole body black.
"What's next?"
"Now it's time for a life mentor to come on the scene. Why didn't anyone guide me back then?"
Orange picked up a cigarette and walked over to the seriously injured Shion.
"Wake up, wake up, if you go crazy again you will really die."
"Hmm..."
Perhaps feeling the threat to her life, the madness in Shion's eyes subsided a little.
"It's OK. There is still hope. Listen to me now. It's not too late to make a decision after listening. First, I want to correct a fundamental mistake. Not only you and Zepia, but humans are also life forms that cannot exist without intelligence."
"Humans cannot speak when they are born. Why can they speak? Because they get information from their parents. The language their parents speak determines the language their children learn, which gradually becomes their instinct. The same is true for everything they learn as they grow up."
"You have seized the wisdom that others have spent their time and energy to refine. Isn't that true for everyone else? The textbooks used by students, the experience and skills passed down by teachers to their disciples, which one is not true? Humanity has grown to this point by relying on this wisdom to be passed down from generation to generation. You, Eltram, are not the only ones who have done this. Why do you think you are special?"
"I... my self..." Shion opened her lips slightly and uttered a few words with difficulty.
"The fact that you can talk to me is proof of your ego. It may not be as strong as others, but it is definitely there. And, is your ego really not strong? Your persistence over the past three years, whether it is right or wrong, for whatever reason, is all born out of your own will. At least I am sure that more than 95% of humans will not be able to resist the urge to suck blood for various reasons. So, there is no need for you to worry about it."
"Then why... "
"You are just afraid, afraid of your own nature, so you escape in this way."
"I'm afraid..."
Yes, I am indeed afraid. I don't want to realize that I am the same as Zepia, because even if I realize it, I can't correct it. Because this is how I was born and raised until now, I can't change it and I don't want to change this way of life.
So, escape.
From Atlas—
From Italy—
And, from the real self—
"I...what should I do..."
"Who knows? It's up to you to decide." Orange lit up a cigarette. "But one thing is certain—admit your true self and recognize your weakness. Then, answer me, do you still want to become a human again?"