[Yemir's POV:]
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I am the Crazy Manipulator.
They call me this because I always have at least a dozen plans and a dozen more backups for each plan.
I make sure to leave no stone unturned. I don't make mistake or rash choices. Every word, every step, every action that I take is carefully calculated.
As for being crazy. It's because of how often the carefully articulated works of mine look rash in the eyes of the onlookers.
One man's perfectionism may seem like just another crazy attempt by a psychopath.
'Is it the same here?' I thought as I saw how absurd the situation has developed into.
I was prepared to fight enemies at least 3 times more powerful than me. And run away if they are even 5 times better than me.
At the very least, if they are 10 times stronger than me, I would be prepared to die with them. That's how much I have prepared.
Not just for this time, but for all the times in my life.
'But I might die here without being able to do anything,' I realized as soon as I saw that bony figure of that man. He wasn't something we can handle. Even if we were to combine all our powers together.
Others might not be able to see it, but I could. This guy has no limit on his mana and the reason we cannot sense him is because he is one with the very nature around us.
Just like our senses usually ignore the ever-present air around us, they will ignore him, too. That's how much he was in control with the surrounding mana.
'This was a suicide mission. There was no way we could have gotten even a single step into this hell. Can we even escape this predicament?' I thought as I saw the expression of that bony guy.
"Now. Before we get even more chummy and friendly. May I ask what is the purpose of your visit here in hell? And obviously… who the heck are you?"
He asked in a voice heavily laced with threat.
The atmosphere, which was already tense before, now seemed dire. Can we survive this?
"There are multiple reasons for our visit here. Let's start with the basic one.," Wesker turned around to look at me smiling, as he asked,
"You might think that this situation is already fucked up, right? Well, guess what? There are a dozen more guys like him in the place where you want to go. And beings much stronger than him are also there. Still wanna try?"
Hearing his words, I believed every bit of it.
And all I could do was to shake my head at him. If we had known about the situation, we probably would have never even tried to do it.
'Can't believe I was about to sacrifice my life for a suicide mission,' I laughed on the inside at my naivety.
"Good, that you understand. Anyone else have any plans for conquering hell or even trying to live here by themselves?" He asked again, this time loud enough to be heard. Not only by the people around us, but by the entire city.
Seems like there were people with their plans here.
Wesker's smile grew as he said," that's what I was thinking too."
He then turned to the inspector as he said," the name is Wesker. I… or to be appropriate, my brother Adam has something to pass on to your Guardian. Black Shadow. It won't be that hard to meet him, would it be?"
'Huh? Brother? Adam?! Wait a second!'
I was genuinely shocked this time. It can't be the same, Adam, can it? No, that would be…
"The same guy who sent that Demi-God to Purgatory?" That bony guy asked, as if understanding something.
"Yeah. Him," and Wesker smiled as if he was proud of the fact that the inspector knows Adam's name.
'Did we get caught up in something we shouldn't have?' I gulped, as I couldn't think otherwise. This is something that I must discuss with Laplace's son…
"Interesting!" That bony inspector's eyes widened as he looked at Wesker in a completely new light. His eyes seemed to shine a little brighter red than before. Literally.
And then… something happened.
The voices vanished. Not like anyone was speaking before. But all sounds, be it that of air or the surroundings… it vanished.
And then… I saw two figures standing against each other.
The bony guy, who was trying to punch Wesker and the dark mage, who stopped the attack with his bare hands.
Morpheus.
"I was wondering where you were," Wesker said, not even slightly agitated by the exchange.
"A little busy," Morpheus answered as he looked at that bony figure before continuing," though I guess I made it in time."
The inspector, the witches, the dark mages and even I… we were utterly shocked.
Our eyes gawked at Morpheus, holding that attack with no problem. And Wesker, who talked with Morpheus like nothing really happened.
The inspector jumped back as he looked at Morpheus with a slightly agitated gaze. He was trying to gauge the power of Morpheus right now.
'Though I think he needs to be careful of both of them.' I also analyzed the duo a little.
"Hey people. You remember what to do on my signal, right?" Wesker shouted as he began walking towards the city, one step at a time.
And I recalled what he said before and my heart skipped a beat…
"Morpheus. Don't go beyond 20%."
Everyone knew what they had to do. Wesker had specified this over a dozen times on how important this part of the process was.
While I didn't really understand why he was so fixated on that… Now I understand why he said that.
"What are you guys trying to do? And where do you think you are going?" That bony guy tried to move towards Wesker, but Morpheus stopped him again.
"Stay out of my way," threatened that inspector, but Morpheus didn't budge.
And it was at this moment that all the arrays in the entire city and the surrounding forest began glowing.
And the signal that Wesker was talking about came…
"RUN!!"