My Players Are So Fierce

1685: 563.

Hey, don’t engrave everything into your DNA!

-Added more【5/30】_4

1685: 563.

Hey, don’t engrave everything into your DNA!

-Added more【5/30】_4

Her certification was completed.

Triss stepped forward to inquire, but Murphy stayed in place.

After Shani woke up, the two inexplicably exchanged glances and saw the awkwardness in each other’s eyes.

Alright.

It seems in that damned “Dreams of antiquity,” they both recognized each other.

“I saw those complete stories from Lady Oksana’s perspective.”

Shani, after all, was an experienced Gold Stage.

She didn’t waste time on those embarrassing details; instead, while draping her coat, she solemnly whispered:

“In a place called the ‘Eden District,’ seven vampire dukes collectively advanced a plan called ‘Perfect Life,’ personally led by Duke Vick Fatuo Phisonoratu of the Mad Blood Clan.

They aimed to eliminate all weak traits that hinder survival from the vampire bloodline.

They grasped a knowledge of mysteries called ‘genetic recombination,’ and began experiments at a place called the life greenhouse.

But this experiment was exploited by subspace shadows.

I’m unclear about the specifics, but when they thought they had fully grasped the knack and began human trials, a massive subspace fracture opened in the Eden District.

It was the world’s first subspace invasion, completely destroying the Eden District.

Ah, damn it!

This is our original sin; we destroyed everything.”

“But what’s with that light?”

Murphy pursued:

“You should have seen that white light!

That light which blocked subspace from devouring the world, do you know what that was?

Lady Oksana served as a high-ranking Intelligence Officer in the Eden District, she should know more about the insider information.”

“That light…

that was ‘Sentinel’!”

Shani rubbed her aching forehead.

She curled up in fear and said:

“I only know the name; I know Oksana sent a distress signal to some strange place at the last moment, a peculiar organization called ‘Sentinel’ prevented that subspace disaster.

Moreover, the ancients didn’t lose their memories because of the subspace disaster; they actively erased their memories before leaving the Eden ruins.

Not just them, all survivors leaving Eden had their memories erased.

The process was personally overseen by Lady Oksana and Lady Constantia, the latter being a senior researcher in Eden District’s Energy Research Laboratory specializing in ‘Spiritual Energy Corruption,’ and among those who understood subspace truths the most.

She said those polluted memories must not see the light of day, because subspace’s corruption would revive within the memories and tempt us into the same erroneous whirlpool again, yet now those memories have returned.

I have a feeling this echoes the last malevolence of the Golden Age.

This may be a trap targeting us…

Charlamagne and Salockdale both perished due to subspace-related disasters, Lady Constantia of the Clan of Secret Blood mysteriously vanished, and Lady Oksana…

I saw some fragmented images in her final memories.

Before being murdered by Salockdale and Charlamagne, she had returned to Eden’s ruins!

My God, invisible hands are enticing us back to the past; that might be the original sin tormenting us heirs of Sin’s Blood.

My God!

I lifted the veil on the past, only to see despair.

We…

Perhaps we’re already being watched, we’re done for, we’re…”

“Snap”

Murphy’s slap landed on the already distraught Shani’s face, the antivirus effect of the Omega Program instantly brought Shani back from that unbefitting state.

Clearly, she almost fell into a subspace trap and lost herself.

The awakened Shani stared at Murphy with an incomprehensible resentment that made him uneasy.

Damn it!

Shani seemed not completely awake from Lady Oksana’s Dreams of antiquity; her gaze just now was identical to the way Oksana looked at Salockdale.

Shit!

Things were getting weird, should Shani be slapped again?

But would that cause trouble, like being targeted by the guys named “Pugilist” in subspace shadows?

While Murphy hesitated, Triss gently patted Shani’s shoulder and softly said:

“Be confident, no need to guess, we’ve long been targeted!

Isn’t Twilight their lackey?

Trying to escape now is too late, Shani.

Unless you willingly bow to subspace, besides facing the battle head-on, we have no other choice.”