I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 185: Insufficient

While the power systems were being activated one by one, something similarly extraordinary was taking place in the Mind Palace.

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When the magic power system was activated, the first room where the Sovereign's Cloak resided began glowing intensely.

Golden inscriptions appeared on the wall of the room, shaking violently, but ultimately, it was as if some condition wasn't fulfilled, nothing else happened.

When the demonic power system activated, the door to the second room began shaking, and when the mentalist practice technique began running, the second room began glowing alongside the first room.

The same process took place when the beast tamer power system was activated, with the third door shaking fiercely and when the practice technique of Martial Arts began circulating, the third room began glowing.

But it was as if some conditions hadn't been fulfilled, that nothing else took place.

Eryndor hadn't yet regained consciousness even when the symbol of scales finally reached him.

The entity on the other side, Daoisto, let out a loud cry of anguish, as if something dear to him was being ripped apart.

Its humongous body rippled and shook every now and then, as if something integral to its existence was being taken out.

In his unconscious state, Eryndor didn't notice as the symbol of scales finally arrived on the platform, moving towards its body.

It continued without any hindrance now that Eryndor had won the ritual, entering his body.

Before it could react though, an intense suction force appeared on the fifth door, acting directly on the symbol which was about to dissolve into Eryndor.

With no chance of resistance, the symbol was dragged to Eryndor's mind space, phasing through the fifth door, and straight into the fifth room.

On the fifth door, the two symbols of authority were slowly cleared away, along with the big complex rune, which gradually vanished as well.

The luminescent orb glowed brightly, with the symbol of Cloak returning back to Eryndor before everything began twisting and turning.

The ritual had ended.

They were being teleported back to where they had come from.

The true form of Eryndor, which had been standing still all this time, finally moved a bit.

Its head, or at least what anyone would assume as its head, tilted downwards.

There was no change to the oval face, which was vertically divided in two halves by black and white, with a curved red line passive through both sections, appearing as a massive grin.

Inside it though, where a myriad of mirrors existed, two eyes appeared, briefly flashing with…disappointment? Before vanishing.

Was it an emotion of disappointment indeed?

If so, what was the disappointment for?

Because the Eryndor's cultivation realm wasn't up to par?

His progress to the path of power wasn't satisfactory?

His will was weak?

Or that he couldn't have control over the Hunger?

Or was it because he had to resort to The Rite of Authority Severance as the only way out?

Or was it some other unknown reason?

Alas, no one knew.

With the battlefield of ritual closing down, Eryndor's true form vanished as well.

Finally, Eryndor was dropped back into the secret realm, still unconscious.

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In the abyss of the Trenek secret realm, if one dived deeper and deeper into it, one would notice that they would have arrived at an outer space.

But that wasn't all.

A massive entity whose form had no end in sight, was stuck to the edge of the abyss, one which led to the Trenek secret realm.

Rather than stuck, one could say it was sitting.

All six of its limbs were holding onto the edges of the entrance of the abyss, with its massive body blocking the opening, resting atop it.

A loud cry escaped his mouth as soon as it returned from the ritual.

It was a cry of anguish.

Suffering.

One of extraordinary despair.

Its one and only authority was taken away.

True, his realm hadn't dropped, but that didn't mean he hadn't become weak.

He had quite literally lost the only thing which made him as powerful as he was.

One could say he was borderline crippled now.

Shooting a hateful glance at the abyss, the huge body began moving.

*****

In outer space extremely far away from Daoisto's current location.

A certain Forbidden Void loomed, like an unnatural rupture in the fabric of reality.

Just like the Forbidden Void of Shx'Trelith, its edges blurred and shimmered.

It felt like it wasn't a part of the universe.

Encasing this hollow was the Forbidden Film, an imperceptible barrier.

It was a shifting veil, translucent yet impenetrable, exuding an eerie stillness.

If someone went past this Film, entering the Void and going deep, they would notice a peculiar thing.

A corpse.

Yes.

In the entire Forbidden Void, only this corpse existed.

It was a human's corpse.

At least, it had the same shape.

Suddenly, the corpse moved, or rather, one of its fingers twitched.

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Daoisto was expending energy to move its body when it abruptly stiffened.

A suffocating aura filled his being.

No no no, didn't that boy fall unconscious? Did he chase me here?

But weren't his powers sealed?

How else could it live under the Cosmic Limit?

There was no chance for it to think anymore as a silhouette appeared from the abyss.

Daoisto couldn't see who it was due to how tightly they had covered themselves up.

But judging from the body structure, it was at least not that boy.

The pressure on him increased as Daoisto's eyes widened in horror when that silhouette raised his arm.

He shouted.

"NO!"

His massive body trembled, as he used everything he could to run away while shouting.

"Aren't all the eldritchs trapped? How could you appear here? Who are you?"

The silhouette spoke while bringing down his empty arm.

"When you work in solitude, you face the risk of an information gap.

"I couldn't bear to let go of this wonderful chance when you are so critically injured. Goodbye, Krol Z Tulz."

Apparently, his real name wasn't Daoisto.

A massive slash propelled itself towards the huge entity when the silhouette completely brought its arm down.

At the last moment though, watching what happened, the silhouette clicked their tongue and retreated.