Chapter 218

Chapter 218



Updated from novelbIn.(c)om



This was so far beyond the pale I couldnt even remember what it looked like when I passed it. Laughter exploded out of me, harsh and strained. It all made so much sense now. Putting the ethical and moral concerns asideof which there were a fucktonno wonder they wanted me dead. No wonder Ellison couldnt trust me. The ability was completely broken, and this was only the baseline of the puppet master augment.

And offset the abilitys biggest downsidethe mana cost.

It was beautiful. It was fantastic. And I wouldnt have trusted Gandhi with it, let alone myself.

If I got this earlier, would I have even tried to convince Miles? Or would I have just waved my fucking hand after he shot me and made it happen? And if I really wanted to be a normal person like Hastur implied, a concept I was still wrapping my head around, was there even any coming back from this?

It was everything I ever wanted. All the control, all the power, all wrapped in a neat package of technicalities and faux-downsides that could probablyeventuallybe eroded away through upgrades. The more I leveled, the higher level Users I could affect.

But.

I could have made Tyler believe me. Or influenced enough people around him until he at least considered the possibility I was telling him the truth.

I could have stopped the crossbowman.

And killing Maria would have been completely unnecessary. If my level was high enough to bring her within the target range, I could have simply ordered her to surrender herself to the Adventurers Guild, and tell them everything they wanted to know.

I knew what was happening. I could feel myself trying to justify it, even now. And making those justifications was only going to get easier, every time I used it.

was just training wheels for the real deal.

was the answer to everything. It was how I would win. It was my undoing. And it scared the goddamn hell out of me.

Fuck. I couldnt trust myself here. I needed to talk to Nick. As soon as possible.

It took far too long to notice the violet notification light of a new message.





The cheery ping of a voice call came seconds later.

What? I answered irritably

Uh. Tight, no teeth. Squinty. And itit didnt feel warm. Didnt feel like him. I think somethings wrong. Really, really wrong. Maybe thats stupid.

Its not stupid, I said quietly.

Something flickered in the back of my mind. A memory from a hospital room just after he got the worst news of his life.

Its alright. This was always a possibility. And you know what? Theyre gonna give me a cane. Wont play ball again, but Ill have all the swagger in the world. Same smile. Same expression. Cold as the goddamn arctic.

A choked sound echoed from the other side of the call. Maybe Im overreacting.

She wasnt. Something was wrong. He wasnt the type to kill himself, but he was absolutely the sort to go out in a blaze of glory. But no, that didnt fit. Why bring Keith? The mage was harmless, bordering on a civilian. Hed pack a lot more of a punch once he got a handle on his title.

The obvious problem that Nick sandbagged him on.

Why? Think, goddammit

Hastur mind-fucked me in a big way. I had to assume he did the same to Nick. Offered him something that both profoundly unsettled him and was an offer he couldnt refuse. I could see Nick working with the Order, but not after what they did to Jinny. Not with how he felt about her, not with what he lost. The only way I could remotely see that happening was if Hastur offered him something big.

What did Nick want? What the fuck did he want?

Whatever he wanted, Hastur placed him as the leader of zero-team. Put him there for a reason. Zero-team comprised Users that were primarily

Oh fuck.

I spoke rapidly. Who got Keith into zero-team?

Halima hesitated. I dont

Dont bullshit me here, Halima. If you actually care about Nick, or Keith, you need to fucking level with me. The nepotism is obvious, I just need to know who.

His brother. Darren, Halima whispered.

The name meant nothing to me. Description.

Sort of pasty. On the short-side of tall. Long red hair.

Keiths brother was the fucking redhead with the ponytail. The one who pulled Nick aside moments before we left on the mission, and it looked like he was begging. The one who shot Jinny.

Okay, good. I said, bringing my voice down, projecting a calmness I didnt feel. Any idea where they went?

East along the beachside, but their footprints led into the forest, which is where I lost them. Im sorry

Its okay. I pushed my fingers back through my hair. The cardinal direction narrowed it down, and Id made physical contact with Nick when I gave him my healing charge. I have a way to find them.