"You motherfucker.. if beating you up in here could deliver pain I would have smashed your face"
Avian shouted at Connor enraged, Vincent stopped the fuming Avian and gestured at Damian to continue, Damian lips parted again to finish his story,
"Two days ago Milo felt that the mist was too heavy than the forecast, uncomfortable with the situation and the delayed schedule he felt unease,
He eventually slipped the scroll to me, that was the moment we left avian alone and he got tricked by the puppeteer and Connor"
"I see, but you still did not explain where we are, you guys were talking to that sound no Collective as if you were dead .."
Avian spoke calmly,
"Yes .. in fact you are speaking to a fragment of our consciousness, a limited time copy if you will, the original Avian Damian and even Connor are dead ..
This place is Collective mindspace, lets say an area in their consciousness,
Before we died we made a transaction with Collective"
Vincent had an understanding look on his face, As soon as he learned that his comrades were dead, a dreaded feeling crept over his heart, something was rising in his throat, his eyes squinted on the verge of tearing up,
"What kind of transaction .. "
He cautiously asked, Avian lightheartedly spoke,
"Well, Collective was on the brink of death, but we could not stop them from eating our dead bodies, however there was something they desperately needed that they had to make a deal with us .."
"And that would be ? "
"Memories.. knowledge, Collective seems like a punch of brilliant minds however they also resemble infants lost with no common sense, as I understood it, in their state they don't have enough.. what was it, mind power ?? or something to devour our consciousness,
We are to trade those things for two favors, we can also assimilate to Collectives consciousness however they said we will lose individuality so I straight out rejected, so did both of them"
Avian pointed at the two aside from Vincent,
"and what kind of favors did you ask for .. "
"For me it was revenge on Connor, that cheap bastard stabbed me in the back, the second one is quite personal but who cares I am dead anyway, I wanted Collective somehow to woo Dalia from my brother, I want that bastard to suffer"
-The loudmouth has a small heart,
"I don't care, everyone who is happy with their relationships are my enemies"
"OHH this is why Collective almost ignored the puppeteer, you asked him to take revenge only on Conner!!, I almost did not get my chance at redemption because of your stupid pride!!"
Damian shouted with a dissatisfied voice,
"Thank goodness that puppeteer was a lunatic .. if he did not attack collective I might never gotten a chance"
After Damian finished his banter with Avian he looked at Vincent and started telling him his terms,
"I requested from Collective to deliver the scroll and mine and Milos dog tags to the margrave"
"what about your other request .. "
Vincent asked curiously, however Avian interrupted with a cheerful voice,
"Yaaaaa know, this kid is cute on his own .. his second wish was"
"Avian !!!! "
"He asked from collective to save your ass"
"wait no .. I just did not want Connor to have his way .."
Vincent had a surprised look on his face, He slightly smiled as he looked at Damian, and parted his lips in a tranquil thankful voice,
"Thank you ... Damian, And Avian too, without this I definitely would have died, "
Vincent shifted his Gaze coldly towards Connor, and asked,
"And does he get an offer as well ??"
-We don't take sides in conflict, however we take no requests that counteract prior agreements,
"How can I be so sure you are not lying"
-We don't need to lie, we could have simply ended your life, however the one who uses mala terms were witnessed by your comrades fragments, he never requested secrecy of offer,
Vincent looked at his two comrades and they both nodded their heads, he asked Connor carefully,
"what were your terms now Connor .."
Connor looked Tired and defeated, he slowly recounted his side,
"you see Vin, as you may already know, A warebeast is an existence that is not really liked or well appreciated even, let alone a demon halfling of a warebeast,
My father, a great Abyses noble kidnapped my mother, a girl from the gray wolf tribe and, the poor woman had me as she was a captive in his dungeon, she still is to this day,
years went by and father knew of my presence, he dragged and introduced me to my older brother of pure decent as his servant,
One day my brother struck my poor mother with his whip for fun as he was playing in my fathers dungeon, I in a pure fit of rage attacked him and took off a finger,
The only reason I am still alive, is that no one was allowed in my fathers dungeon, not even my brother, so I got away with only exile,
My brother contacted me few days ago through the puppeteer, he told me I could come back home and see my mother, deep inside I know him he is the most petty and prideful degenerate, he is just using me, he will never let me see her...
however ... even if it was a small chance, I went for it,
hahahaha
I am a bathetic traitor, I will not ask for forgiveness, however I don't want you to misunderstand my intentions,
And that is why Vincent, My two Requests from This thing you call Collective is to save my mother out of that dungeon and At least to chop an arm off of my brother if they could not kill him I want that bastard who only cares about his perfection to be either dead or incomplete"
All three of them looked at Connor with complicated expressions, Vincent spoke out,
"I can never forgive you Connor, however I will not judge your intentions, I hope you find your salvation in your next life where you can atone for your betrayal in this one .."
After a moment of silence Vincent spoke again,
"What is the name of this brother of yours you wish to end ?"
Connor looked at Vincent his eyes glowing with surprise,
"Vincent ... you unlucky bastard, what are you going to do once you know .."
Vincent voice echoed in the white space coolly,
"This score with your brother is not settled, because of him, I lost four Friends"
"Four ... HAHAHAHA, I CONNOR IVLIAS HAVE NEVER IN MY LIFE MET A CRAZY BASTARD LIKE YOU VINCENT, BUT I COULD NOT STRESS HOW MUCH I REGRET MY DECISION THIS TIME ..
THE NAME OF MY BROTHER IS DEMECRATAS JEA IVLIAS MAY HIS NAME BE CURESED TILL THE DAY HE BERISHES"
The three looked upon Connor with complicated look in their eyes, his maniacal laughter filled Collectives mindspace
-You guys are noisy .. and also .. your time is up,
Avian , Damian and Connor looked at Vincent with a smile on their faces as they slowly faded away into oblivion, leaving him alone in the white space, his heart full of melancholy as he went back to sleep,