I regressed and became the Sword Ice King-Chapter 206 - - Trip to the East 25
The abilities of the I SEE YOU trait had not been fully utilized by Raph in his past or present life, so how did he become proficient in using it now? Well, that would be constant practice and visualization.
Traits are abilities possessed by their Family that are greatly dependent on their visualization. It didn’t matter how they decided to use it, but the proficiency in getting it to do what they had visualized.
His first ability enabled him to see through people, and their aura or circle pathways, as well as Ki pathways, were energy flows. The second ability enabled him to seize control over a person depending on the difference in their abilities, the third ability enabled him to summon ghastly illusions and the fourth ability enabled him to control a person’s action for a period of time depending on the difference in their abilities.
There was no distinct pathway in how he got this ability, but with each advancement in his overall fighting prowess and proficiency came new abilities that he may or would figure out in the long run.
Raph had decided to take not just control over Cruz’s body but his mind as well, and instead of imprinting images of illusions in him, he did something else. He imprinted images from Cruz into his brain, and these images would slowly pile up to form memories.
He had already advanced to the 9th star a day ago, and now he was testing out how possible it was to actually SEE people’s memories.
Of course, this didn’t happen easily; for a moment, he had lost himself in the vast expanse of Cruz’s mind. After all, the mind is not a place that can easily be pried, and sending information from your brain to another is far easier than doing the opposite. But by simply following the flow, and having a general visualization of how memories should be seen, he was able to find his way.
A moment ago, Raph had found himself in a darkness that would have overwhelmed his mentality if he hadn’t prepared for it. He simply scanned around, carefully until he located what he needed. A visual presentation of how memories should be, a thread of spider webs.
Each thread led to a web that represented marked events that had taken place throughout Cruz’s life or at one point in his life. This was Raph’s visual representation of how memories should be connected, and how he expected to find them.
So with that in mind, he simply followed the thread until he located the spider web, which led further to a system of webs that were interlocked and led to one another.
How he was able to do this on his first try though, was impressive in its regard.
The webs were much and filled the space around him. As soon as he located a thread, it led to a system of webs and threads which completely took the space of the darkness that could have overwhelmed him.
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It was by tapping into those webs, that he was able to see his memories. However, it was after tapping the closest to him and observing the pattern of the webs that he realized how long it would take to find the right ones.
He needed a way to separate the old ones from the new ones, to make things easier. All he would have to do was roam around the new memories or webs and find out what occurred by himself.
With this in mind, he changed his perception and visualization of the webs, and soon the space shifted; while webs with dull white colour and threads remained below, others of a brighter colour stayed upwards.
He was currently in the middle of the pattern, but he quickly manoeuvred himself upwards towards his goal.
A web which stood above the rest, with a single thread that connected it to another below. It looked like the newest memory available, so he slowly approached it with intent.
Soon, he got to it and tapped it, causing an influx of images to flood his head. These images played into a memory, a familiar one in fact.
It was a memory of the battle between Raph and the Mountain Baby and their escape from the Rocky Peak. It seemed like this had left an impression on Cruz to the point it became an unforgettable memory.
’....but this isn’t it’ Raph thought as he descended towards the others.
He wasn’t certain where he would find what he wanted, after all, his abilities only made things easier for him to access. The rest depended on him, and how quickly he found those memories.
Well, it wasn’t going to take time, since it was a recent memory. He tapped the second highest, and then the third highest. It was at the third that the right images flooded his brain, and soon, the reason for Cruz’s betrayal played out like a movie in his head.
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A FEW HOURS LATER.
A long distance away from the Rocky Peak were three carriages that rode across the dusty plain of the Eastern-western road and were quickly approaching their stop. The Border Town, East Vigo.
In front of the carriages was Malen, who led the rest to their goal. He was currently basking under the sunlight while whistling a satisfied melodic tone. His satisfaction was palpable, and it easily suffused around him to the other merchants present, well the remaining two merchants present.
One of them who led the second was called Neuj Rakarf, an Eastern indigen with a Western nationality. His dark-toned skin and style of clothing were testaments to his culture. An Arabian sort of dressing style.
A turban was wrapped tightly on his head as he looked up at the sky, his thoughts slowly reeling in.
"Are you worried again?" a female voice echoed in his ear, snapping him from his thoughts.
He turned to the woman next to him, his Messenger "boy", or assistant Merchant as they called it, a woman of the East as well.
She had pink eyes and brown-toned skin that exuded an allure with her perfectly salacious body. Her black hair, a common quality of the Eastern Empire cascaded down as she led their horses to their goal. "We did what we had to. It was Merchant Malen’s orders as well; there was nothing we could do," She said with a sigh.
The man, Neuj Rakarf, glanced at her and then at the Carriage behind them. The third Carriage was led by a well-known, notorious merchant called Colby Marier. A man known for his business with the Black Market, and at the moment, two important mercenaries were tied up in his carriage.
"Those women are not going to have happy endings," he said with a dejected tone while he looked away. "It’s a shame that such wonderful ladies would be treated wrongly once they’re sold".
"You can’t be the saviour of all women, and you should let the Westerns handle their own business. How could they have not been aware of Malen’s intentions?" She said with a scoff. She had always had an issue with the Western Kingdom and all their power-hungry citizens.
It was difficult to understand their Kingdom, and she never considered what happened to their citizens as any of her problems, no matter how harshly they were treated. After all, she’s no saviour, why should she risk her life for ungrateful people?
Neuj was well aware of her character, and the manner at which she thinks. He had found it an issue at first, but she could at least control it when they went to the West to do business. ’.....but not completely so’. He thought with another sigh.
"I only hope the good gods don’t punish us for our misdeeds".
"The good gods have neglected us for a while now. I thought you said you would get rid of that religion. Are you still stuck in that? There is no good god not to talk of gods’
He stared at her for a moment, then looked up at the sky. "Sometimes Rafi, I wonder how I let you talk me into letting you come with me for my businesses"
She scoffed. "Out of all those women in the headquarters, I am the most qualified" she replied with a haughty tone as a smirk formed on her lips, but it soon disappeared as she stared at the reins of the horse. "If the good gods do exist, then I’m sure they will look away from this", she said as memories ran through her head.
Neuj turned towards her, noticing and recognizing the expression she made. His lips curled upwards into a smirk. "I understand".
After that, a moment of brief silence suffused around them, and this continued for a while. But at some point, the wind began to pick up from behind, and a loud noise like the falling of sand or a storm of wind and sand echoed in their ears.
It first started as a little noise that was easily ignored, but soon it became apparent that it was increasing.
At this moment, Neuj and Rafi glanced at each other when things had become difficult to just blame it on natural circumstances, and they were right. It wasn’t natural circumstances that cause the noise.
A loud voice echoed from behind their carriage, originating from the Messenger boy of the third Carriage. His tone was laced with panic as he said with a rushed and frightened voice.
"THE MERCENARIES ARE COMING!"
