SSS Awakening: Starting With Infinite Soul Copy

King Wallace asked with even greater suspicion.

"Well, would you rather I sit on the fence instead, accepted not by the Supernaturals and neither by Otherworlders, or is a Third Otherworld King’s power of too little importance to whatever you have planned with the Supernaturals?"

"I think we should tell him."

King Kaedal said.

"King Kaedal, this..."

King Wallace tried to say, but was cut off.

"I mean, what use is keeping him on the fence? So he was a bit late and didn’t partake in the war? Big deal!"

"Besides, all of these Supernaturals have so much more power in numbers, and all we’ve currently got are just three Otherworlder Kings."

"Do we really want to reduce that number to two because of some suspicious feeling of yours that has been cleared more than enough times already, Wallace?"

King Kaedal said with an eye roll, pouring himself another cup of juice.

The words made King Wallace hum as he settled back in his seat.

He still had his suspicions; there was no doubt about that.

But almost all of those doubts had already been cleared, with absolutely no loopholes behind them.

Now there was nothing solid to support his doubts, only a hazy feeling that words couldn’t qualify.

In the end, he raised his eyes to look at Viktor.

’There’s something he’s not saying. Definitely.’

’I can feel it in my soul.’

He thought, but eventually shrugged off the feeling, piecing together how he would summarize the meeting.

"Our deal with the Supernaturals is simple."

"We help them with their war against Humanity, and in return, we get all that we want."

He said curtly, but Viktor pressed quietly as he also poured himself some juice.

"And what is it that we want?"

"Chaos. What more is there?"

King Wallace said.

"All of these Otherworlders, most of them are sole Otherworlder Knights and Soldiers. Powerful figures who had rid their space of all life and souls, then were left alone to wander in loneliness for an eternal time."

"But here on Earth, they side with a winning power to unleash that chaotic beast they have chained all this while in that darkness."

"That’s all we Otherworlders want, and siding with the Supernaturals gives us that."

King Kaedal explained as Viktor shrugged.

"Fair enough. I did imagine one who’s faced loneliness after slaughtering all of his own would indeed be excited at the prospect of chaos once more."

"And judging by the fact that Otherworlders don’t die in this reality, they’ll only return to the Otherworld again, waiting for another fusion. What harm is there, right?"

"Exactly."

King Kaedal said with a satisfied nod at being understood.

"But look around, though, these Supernaturals seem powerful enough to me, and they’re wise too."

"They already know well how to buy humans to their cause and have them open the gate to their own destruction."

"It seems to me their winning is only a matter of time."

Viktor said, his eyes quietly roaming around, observed by both Kings.

"What are you implying?"

King Wallace asked suspiciously. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"How sure are you that they all aren’t just afraid of having to fight us along with Humanity at the same time?"

"They have a winning hand right now, but if we wage war against them now, that winning hand might fall, and their enemies might use that chance to press them even harder."

"So maybe this whole alliance is just them finding a way to keep us at bay, giving them enough time to deal with Humanity, after which they turn their claws and fangs onto us."

"Surely the chance of such a thing happening can’t be zero, can it?"

Viktor asked as King Kaedal hummed, while the eyes of King Wallace narrowed.

As much as he hated to agree with the words of this bastard Viktor, those words he uttered were the very suspicions Wallace had been trying to suppress.

It was like reopening a half-healed wound, something he couldn’t ignore.

"But what does it matter?"

Viktor suddenly said with a wave, snapping both Kings out of their thoughts.

"I mean, if they eventually turn their claws and fangs on us after we help them take down Humanity, all we’ll suffer is returning to the Otherworld."

"We don’t exactly die or suffer something worse, do we? Though I do imagine it’d be quite beautiful to have us Otherworlders keep this world as ours."

"And what exactly do you mean by having the world as ours? Are you saying we betray the alliance we have just made?"

King Wallace asked suspiciously.

In return, Viktor stretched his hands to the side as the air shook faintly, an almost invisible dark barrier appearing around them.

"A sound-blocking barrier?"

King Kaedal asked.

"For more privacy."

Viktor said, continuing.

"You ask what I mean by having this world as ours?"

Viktor called.

"Well, King Wallace, how well can you imagine a world where it isn’t just pitch black with no soul in a million-mile radius?"

"How well can you imagine not being stuck in the dark for thousands of years or more, declared King to nothing but darkness and solitude?"

"And how well can you imagine having the keys to a world of light that satisfies the one thing every Otherworlder ever needs?"

"To be away from the dark, away from the solitude."

"Imagine us..."

Viktor said.

"Kings to a world of light, crawling with Otherworlders, all knowing that their survival, their joy, their centuries of pain all vanished because we dared to claim."

"Now won’t our Kingly titles be for something then?"

A quiet stillness settled as both Kings listened in rapt attention.

Viktor’s voice continued.

"I mean, hahaha, the fun in that should be greater than just allowing ourselves to be kept at bay by some group of Supernaturals, who by their eyes, you can see have no intention at all of ever giving a part of this world to us unless we’re of some use."

"Every Otherworlder may want chaos, but what the Supernaturals are offering is temporary satisfaction, before we’re all eventually forced to go back to the darkness whence we came."

"The Supernaturals will honor their words."

King Wallace cut in.

"They do not reek of disloyalty... unlike you."