Chapter Twenty – The Fates
“She cannot do that!” A’ris released a screech that rippled the image pool, the player Sofie’s face shimmering before dissolving. “Can she?”
Incendia and Terra exchanged glances.
Terra’s player had provided them with years of entertainment, her volatile temper and wild emotions guiding her to act rashly, begging for their help time and time again. They gladly “helped,” giving her what she asked for while upping the excitement of the game. And, like the control-hungry creature that she was, she kept coming back to them.
But would she go so far as to kill their lifelines to this world by eliminating the many vessels remaining?
“It must not happen before the game has ended,” Terra confirmed with a clenched jaw. “Afterward … it does not matter. They will all be gone soon enough.” Without the sorceresses, the world was dead to them.
“They’ve been no use to us so far. They are afraid to ask for our help,” Incendia grumbled. All eyes shifted back to the faces in the image pool, congregated in a small, windowless room, discussing the possible whys for the bomb. They were the Fates most powerful conduits next to the player Sofie. “If they would just ask, we could perhaps stem this issue with my player before it becomes a real problem.”
Though the girl continued to advance with her abilities, she remained in the dark.
“And what if your player should win?” Terra began a casual stroll around the vessel containing the many worlds and universes within their realm. “Can we simply leave her to her own devices? Allow something like that to remain within our dominion?” Four sets of kaleidoscopic eyes returned to the image pool as the girl’s yellow eyes stared back at them.
No. They certainly could not. It disrupted their order of things.
The order that ensured the Fates remained on top.