Now I'm back inside, and my living room is exposed to the cold. Broken glass from the shattered window is scattered across the floor, and a bitter wind howls through the opening. What fun. Just what I needed—a destroyed living space thanks to my own impatience.
I sighed, stepping over the shards and brushing a few stray pieces off the couch. "I'll deal with this mess later," I muttered to myself. "Right now, I have a new avatar to create."
Anarchy's chaotic demise had left an unsettling void in the air, but I didn't let it linger in my mind. This time, I was going to do it right. No contamination. No unpredictable clashes. I would keep it simple—Determination and Perseverance, two forces that, when paired, could achieve stability. No unnecessary emotions, no hate.
I sat back in my chair, summoning the two souls to float before me. The fiery glow of Determination pulsed steadily, a reminder of its raw, relentless drive. Beside it, Perseverance radiated with calm, unyielding energy, a perfect counterbalance to the intensity of Determination. Together, they looked harmonious, almost serene.
"Alright," I said, focusing my intent. "Let's try this again. No shortcuts, no overcomplications. Just a clean fusion."
I carefully cut a fragment from each soul, watching as they shimmered and pulsed in response. The pieces hovered in the air, glowing faintly as they awaited their purpose. Slowly, I brought them together, allowing their energies to merge. The process was smoother this time—no violent clashes, no instability. The light of the fusion was steady and even, forming a small core that pulsed with life.
"Good. This is progress," I said, watching as the core began to take shape.
I carefully placed the fused core into the blank slate of my new avatar. The form was still incomplete, a simple shell that would take on its own identity once the soul was fully integrated. As the core settled into place, the avatar's form began to solidify—its features sharpening, its presence becoming more defined.
After a few moments, the avatar opened its eyes.
It blinked, looking around the room with a curious, calm gaze. Unlike Anarchy, this one didn't immediately start talking or exude defiance. It seemed… balanced. Focused.
"Hello," it said, its voice steady and measured. "You are my creator, correct?"
"That's right," I replied, nodding. "And you are…?"
It tilted its head slightly, as if considering the question. "I do not know yet. I feel… driven, yet patient. I feel the need to act, but also to wait for the right moment. What am I?"
"You're the embodiment of Determination and Perseverance," I said. "You're steady. Resolute. I think I'll call you Resolve."
It's eye became a light purple, it's soul must have matured faster than judgment…but judgment is still mu first creation and it's Robotic actions is probably it's own Personality if i think about it.
"It's not bad, so what are my commands creator" And thus my second avatar is created, i suddenly feel like a god, i wonder why.
Commands. The idea made me pause for a moment. I hadn't thought far ahead, and now I was staring at something new, something stable, asking for direction. My earlier frustration was fading, replaced by the creeping awareness that I might be stumbling into something much larger than I'd intended.
"Commands," I said slowly, crossing my arms. "Well, let's start simple. First, clean this mess." I gestured toward the broken glass scattered across the living room. "And close that window. I don't need my place turning into an icebox."
Resolve nodded with a quiet understanding and moved to the shattered window, its movements precise and deliberate. With a single sweep of its hand, a faint purple aura surrounded the shards of glass, and one by one, they floated into the air, reassembling into a flawless pane. The wind stopped immediately, replaced by a gentle silence.
I raised an eyebrow. "Efficient."
"The task is complete," Resolve said, turning back toward me. "What is next, Creator?"
"Hold on," I said, taking a step back. "How did you fix that window so easily? I thought I'd need to walk you through basic functions first."
"My creator said i should fix something, My RESOLUTION was enough for that" huh, strange so now my Avatars have does kind of things…basically he has reality Manupilation..
Also i wonder what kind of ability Anarchy had, i still haven't tested Judgments ability. "Yeah but how did you do it?"
It tilted its head slightly. "Oh a button appeared near my hand, it was called [Resolve]"
"Oh…ok" I wasn't suprised, anyways it's already morning and this should be Episode three of One punch Man, might as well go train.
"Take care of Nero, i'm going out" As i said that i walked out.
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Resolbe watched as chara left, he then turned to the girl sleeping on the bed. "Interesting, is this the Creators child"
Resolve had a faint smile on its face, it stood there and did as he was told,watching. but then he heard footsteps. When he turned around he saw a bou with long yellow hair and traces of cyan and had cyan and yellow eyes.
He was holding's a scale. It was judgment with a new look than before, he pointed the scale near Nero and then it weighed on the left side pretty hardly. "Something Sinful is hiding near her"
Resolve raised an eyebrow. "Are you my Senior?"
"Affirmative. I was resting as Creator suggested. But suddenly i had a strange feeling and i summoned my scale. It was acting strangely and it pointed me towards her." As he spoke, Nero woke up.
She then sat on the couch and looked at the two unrecognizable people. "Dad?, who are you two?"
"Young Miss, you can call me Resolve, we are your master Creation and we were told to listen to anything you desire" Resolve smiled gently.
"Oh okay, do you know who this is, it tried to enter my dreams" On her hand was a small piece of a glowing shard restrained by shadow strings.
It was a piece of Anarchy.
Resolve's eyes widened slightly as he saw the shard in Nero's hand. The energy it emitted was unmistakable, even though it had been reduced to a fragment. Anarchy's chaotic essence, now bound by shadowy threads, still pulsed with malevolent intent.
"That…" Resolve began, his voice soft but firm, "That is no ordinary piece of energy. It's from Anarchy. Its presence suggests that there is more at play here than what we initially perceived."
Judgment, standing with his scale still in hand, nodded in agreement. His eyes, glowing cyan and yellow, focused on the shard, analyzing its composition.
"It is tainted," Judgment said, his tone cold but logical. "Even fragmented, it retains a degree of its chaotic nature. It appears to be… tethered to you, Miss Nero. I suggest that you sever its connection immediately."
"Oh, but i was playing a game of chase with it, i was in my spider form and he said something about Why it tried to enter my dreams or something, but dont worry i placed him in my Spider room where i create my shadow spiders" She said cheerfully.