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630. An Ensemble Arrives At The Foot of Paradise

“The wind brings disturbing news.”

Fluctuations from the direction of Paradise wrinkled the funeral suits of several skull-faced men. An ensemble of the Memento Mori, Sect of Gears, Crimson Hunger, Librarians, and the Blood Festival arrived from a putrid amalgamation of gears.

It moved like mechanical worm. Interlocking gears ran across its body as it rose from the desolate ruins behind them like a spire, before diving majestically back into the soil. Each individual gear was ...

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629. Level 250 - The Echelons of the Beholders

Frost’s visit to Paradise had finally come to a triumphant end. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect to take down a Paradise Lost Corrupted, especially not in the way she did.

She could just collapse onto her knees in relief. But she stood there, basking in the sunshine.

“Nav.”

“Frost!? You’re finally answering me!”

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628. Dark Memoria's Farewell Gift

Of all the things in the world, the Princess chose to become a scabbard for a blade. It did not make sense to her. Something with more sentimental value would have been better until she realized that the child must not have had anything of that kind.

Not even a doll or a toy.

Only a symbol of war.

“The Piece of Paradise, and the Price of Paradise… I though the Book was already called the Price of Paradise?” Frost uttered, embracing the scabbard with all her might. “...

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627. The Piece of Paradise

Genesis Stones functioned through uncertain principles. Emotions in the form of Nex governed reality within its sphere of influence. Infinite possibilities were drawn not from Stars or the places elsewhere, such of that as the Beyond or as Dark Memoria described it – a primordial soup of unconsciousness.

Both the Source and the Genesis Stones possessed such remarkable power but using them often resulted in the person in question being consumed in the process, leaving behind ruins of w...

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626. Our Hearts Connected

“Stars…”

 

Dark Memoria’s voice cut through the chaos like the lead violin of a symphony.

 

“… Are such prideful beings, are they not?”

 

A heavy weight joined them, pressing the spear further into The Beast Forever’s barrier until the tip poked through.

 

“Attachment is the root of all suffering.”

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625. To Reach A Heart

Frost did not need a Genesis Stone to reach into the hearts of others. Others also could bring people back like how Stella did to Aster, resulting in a Realization.

But none were like Frost or Elysia, who could thrust her hand deep into the well of one’s heart, influencing Corruption or to rescue them from it – enacting Salvation or thrusting them into the depths of despair.

Corruption can occur even without them. Causality did not need to be directly linked to her or Elysia, ...

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624. A Heart Calls Out To Another

< CONDITION: The Beast Forever intends to destroy all forms of Paradise across time. Lose 1,666 MP per minute. When MP reaches 0 transform into a Marker of Impending Calamity. When The Beast Forever’s HP reaches 1, spend 200,000 MP to replenish 80% HP >

 

< ADDITIONAL CONDITION: HP cannot go below 1 until MP reaches 0 >

 

< SUPPRESSIO...

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623. The Tearful Woe of A Fallen Star

“Michaela. You’ve resigned yourself to this fate. To be locked down beneath your constructed paradise with clipped wings.” Uriel’s voice was accompanied by the sounds of clopping footsteps.

Her figure eventually met with the Arbiter, whose body was wrapped with derelict chains of the Chained Theocracy. Her wings bled a primordial, red ooze too bright to belong to a human. But the color in itself was proof that they were not so different from them to begin with.

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622. Acedia, The Sin of Resignation

//////// < WARNING > ////////

 

< ETERNAL NIGHT >

< THE ARBITER’S TRUMPET RESONATES >

 

No creature showed itself to reflect why the Risk Classification Level had risen. So far, the only monsters were the Vexed and Relinquished Consanguinities. They were hardly a threat at all. Even monsters of the Eternal Night Risk Class were laughable.

Howev...

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621. The Angel of Pride

“PRINCESS!” Frost roared the moment the vision disappeared, thrusting them back into the pale chamber that gradually began to turn to a gradient of black.

“H-HUH!? Yes!? W-What’s wrong so suddenly!?”

“Your mother – Was she an Angel!?”

Fear instantly gripped the girl.

“Y-You… Don’t have to know about that –!”

“Do you know how important that is to me!? If your mother was an Angel… Then what are you!?”

“I-I’m… hum...

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620. Memories of An Angel

“Mama! Brother is bothering the moths again!”

The voice of a much younger Princess exclaimed with neither disdain nor annoyance. Her cheerful expression reflected the type of person she was as she happily recounted the story to her mother.

Chains rustled in the darkness. Only a single source of light sat ahead, flickering lightly in the rhythm of a beating heart.

A motherly voice then spoke.

And it carried an air of unparalleled authority.

&n...

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619. Gateway Into the Source of the Wound

“Princess. I don’t know if you’re aware, but this is –!”

“Don’t say it! Please… please don’t say it! I know what it is! I know why they have all of this set up! It was to stop mother from leaving! Because of me… because I gave her the apple, she had to sleep downstairs all this time!”

“… So the destination is the dungeon. Where your mother is. I don’t know what’s going on, but this Angel must’ve despised her. That contempt then spread to you.” Fro...

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618. Where Mother Sleeps

Vexed Consanguinity.

The name itself stuck Frost as odd, but the notion of sins and the ‘One Sin’ being shared by all gave it meaning.

Hateful, and bleeding descendants of a common ancestor.

The Rod of Agonizing Legibility bled words as Frost unleashed hell upon the rising entities, bubbling their bodies until they evaporated into hot, red mist. With such miniscule HP they were of no threat to her.

But to the Princess on the other hand, they were the most ...

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617. The Angel of Wrath and Her Living Sins

“Elysia must’ve regretted it when she ate the apple. Like what mother did. But I think… It’s the opposite as well. What other choice did they have? Aside from mother. That was my fault.” The girl uttered as they reached the gates of the Garden. “Say, did she turn into a monster too?”

Frost paused. The sea of blood had drained enough where it only reached up to their ankles.

The answer was obvious, but she could not come forward to call Elysia a monster.

“I ha...

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616. Crimson Fields and Bloody Rain

It still rained red hours after the death of the Icon of Judgement. Red clouds collected overhead. The sunshine struggled to break through the crimson haze. Dimples of blood collected on the surface of materials like condensation.

The corpse of a Paradise Lost Corrupted permanently changed the landscape like a living, beating heart. It pumped blood into the world though it had no veins as if striving to live; to tell the world that it was still here.

It was nothing like the corpse...

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615. The End of Paradise

“Your hair… streaks of gold… like the apple…!”

The girl’s eyes responded to the blinding light of Frost’s hair. The white was banished by gold and black locks.

The Princess’ sky-blue irises blinked with clouds of gold.

The ten spears from above crashed down beside them, impaling the ground with their handles.

It blocked the oncoming attack of Elysia. The shockwaves were neutralized entirely. Lailah emerged behind them, her armor shattered and her visor ...

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614. Let's Be Wrong Till The Very End!

“Mich… aela…”

Soft blades of grass tickled the side of Frost’s cheeks. Silence no longer suppressed her voice now. Her body was heavy. An invisible force kept her flat against the grass of a pallid garden. Her fingertips trembled as she tried to move, the grogginess quickly fading away.

Yet the invisible force urged her to rest eternally, the darkness invading her sight as quickly as it had disappeared.

… You’re the one who killed ‘Her’…

He...

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April Fools 2024: Master Cook

< “Thousands upon thousands of amateur Aspiring Cooks lined up from all corners of the world.” >

 

< “All to take part in the most iconic culinary competition in all Elysia.” >

 

“Master Cook? Never heard of it.”

An Aspiring Moon dressed in the formal apparel of one of Hora Therapeutic’s trainees confessed into Snap’s giant recording eye.

 

&...

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613. The First One Who Bit From The Apple

Frost peered into the window of Michaela’s memories. Her voice monologued over the abstract scenery of a world oddly familiar to Frost. Nothing of Frost existed here. She was but an observer; a retrospective spirit that listened to the pained voice of a friend.

 

I remember the skies of the Expanse.

A place where the land merged with the skies at the veil of the Beyond.

 <...

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612. One Way Ticket to Heaven

She felt powerful, but her stats did not reflect any change in strength. However, she was able to sense the faint heartbeats of countless still within the ruins of Paradise. Her eyes stung, and strands of her hair burned with a golden light, shining like a beacon to those lost souls.

“I can feel them. A dull throb from out there. It’s like I have nerves spread all over the city. It’s just heartbeats and small murmurs. Small desire spoken like a whisper. Hey Voice. Can you...

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611. One Sin

Utter chaos rained across the city streets. Each thunderous clash of the Apostles created a colorful shockwave that flattened everything in its path.

Frost was forced to take refuge within the red sea whenever her vision abruptly disappeared. Because seconds later, the ripples of their holy weapons swept across the city. Bubbles violently left her mouth as she watched rings of color soar just above the surface of the blood.

“GAAAH!” Frost howled as soon as she resurfaced. “T...

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610. The Twelfth Apostle

Lailah, the Eleventh Apostle; a secondary Corrupted born from the Icon of Judgement possessed unbelievable power. Stat-wise, it was stronger than the Crowned. Gaining even a fraction of its strength would elevate Frost’s power to possibly rival a Beholder.

The problem was that she would be at a severe disadvantage. She did not forget her battle with the Red Herring whose speed exceeded her own. The Eleventh Apostle boasted 50 AGI over hers.

This effectively made her [Fine Line] ...

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609. The Apostle Who Cradles the Stars

The end was in sight now. Massive spears struck down the Apostles, flinging them like balls to the sides. A long, straight road presented itself to Frost as she ran towards the gate.

Another fifty Markers were eaten by the time the Apostles’ bodies squelched under the immense trauma. Unlike the living, their HP pool did not properly reflect the state of their bodies. A Corrupted could still fight at full strength with only 1 HP.

The road paved to paradise was drenched with steam...

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608. The Road To Paradise Is Paved With Good Intentions

Suddenly, the Icon of Judgement was wrapped in a blinding light. All other sources of light were destroyed, plunging the world into utter darkness. It was an advanced form of Scrutiny that indiscriminately altered the world.

But there was more to it than that.

Marduk, upon reaching the final few kilometers of the Icon of Judgement, suddenly froze in midair as if telekinetically held in place. Every fiber of its being was scrutinized before the Icon of Judgement.

Frost couldn...

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607. Frost, The Princess, and 'Her'

The Price of Paradise was ‘Her’. And if both Frost and ‘Her’ looked like the Princess, then it was possible that the thing the Arbiter was looking for was the Princess. Another two hundred slices were absorbed into her body. Seven spears followed her overhead.

No signs of the Princess were found. Paradise was simply too big to search for her. Either way, if she could defeat the rest of the Apostles before she received [Penance], then it wouldn’t matter.

“This happened ...

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606. The Meaning of the Marks

The spears which fought for her no longer had a golden apple. They impaled themselves into the chest of the Seventh Apostle before they tore free and blocked the swings of the other two Apostles.

 

< The Icon of Judgement’s Wings Continue to Search For Something in Its Earthly Paradise >

 

“… me?” Frost wondered out loud. “Either me, or most likely the Princess. But could it have changed after I ate the slices...

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605. Trouble In Paradise

Records/Reports of Paradise Lost [335 PA]

< Subject began showering Paradise with its feathers, causing the mass disappearance of an estimated 600,000 more throughout the night. Contact with the feathers was deemed certain death >

 

Flames erupted across Paradise. Those who were touched by the slow-falling snow were either birthed wings from their backs, or spontaneously combusted. Black ashes ros...

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604. Humanity Must (Not) Grow Wings

Frost pummeled the Fourth Apostle until its armor shattered. Even after its HP had reached zero, she continued to strike it like it was the source of her torment.

“No one wanted this. Elysia perverted the meaning of Salvation. No one knows what it means anymore. Wingless Doves do the same thing!”

Frost smashed her fist into its chest.

“The Beholders!”

Again. Light could be seen through its fragmented body. Each punch made a wet, crunchy squelch.

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603. Pale Ascension

The watch fixed to Frost’s wrist read that only an hour had passed. There were three hours left until midnight. According to the story of Paradise Lost, the Icon of Judgement disappeared by daybreak.

Obviously, the reason why was linked to the Princess of Puritas. The problem was –

“Just where the hell is she!?”

– The Princess.

Frost allowed the Apostles to give chase as she scoured Paradise with the help of her Innocents in search for the Princess.

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602. A Bird Flies When All Wings Flap

Unfamiliar names were given to these Apostles. It began with Adam, and now a being named Evelyn made their grand debut. There were no clues as to who they were or who they represented.

“There are no records of the Apostles. What’s even stranger about you –!”

Frost clashed with the Apostle. Like Adam, it could not be moved by her immense power. Instead, it opted to use its wings gracefully like blades, piercing against Frost’s back as if trying to worm its way to snatch h...

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