279. Psychotropics
<span style="font-weight:400">Chapter 279
<b>Year 270 (Later half)</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Multipus was defeated, after what felt like a prolonged campaign. Even if the final battle on Treehome was anticlimactic, I was relieved that it was finally, finally over.
<span style="font-weight:400">There were still some remnant rocks to destroy, and the skies will continue to be filled with momentarily sparks of light from our magical attacks. Some will streak across the skies and burn in the atmosphere of Treehome, creating beautiful meteors.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now, we could redirect our attention to the other issues.
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung.
<span style="font-weight:400">I watched him from afar, and through my vines and trees. His situation eroded.
<span style="font-weight:400">What seemed like insanity, began to set in. Madness. Prabu and Colette seemed upset, they didn’t want to be the one to kill him. Prabu and Colette did visit, and did try to talk to him. But it went nowhere.
<span style="font-weight:400">Madness creeped his mind, as he seemed to hallucinate that everything around him had somehow transformed into demons.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Demons!” He screamed, sting trees the moment he saw them. Grass and trees seemed to be demons. Even people seemed to be demons. I summoned the rest of the sane heroes, and updated them on the situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t know why.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t hurt him.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’ve treated him fairly, as far as I could.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even from this distance, my [Soul Forge] could feel an intense disquiet in his heart. The energies of a soul that struggled against the demands of his ss. A god’s curse. I wondered whether Hawa could remove his ss.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Try not to kill him.” Prabu said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I would, if you’d help me.” I said. “This madness is caused by the [hero] ss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not mad.” Prabu countered. Adrian and Khefri listened quietly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not all heroes take the effects and chains of the [Hero] ss equally. Madness is the oue for some.” I countered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t know that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve seen enough to conclude madness is likely the oue of the [hero] ss and his personality.”
<span style="font-weight:400">At this point, the only usible solution, at least, the only non-lethal one, was to do something like what I did to Colette. Remove the [hero] ss from Chung.
<span style="font-weight:400">He would be mortal.
<span style="font-weight:400">Or I’d kill him in the process.
<span style="font-weight:400">Or kill him, if he used his powers to hurt more than it is worth.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you’d help me knock him out, I will try to remove the hero ss from his soul.” I offered the heroes a way out. I know they don’t want to kill their fellow hero.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Bloody hell.” Prabu cursed. “I don’t even know how effective our powers are.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The alternative is death.” I countered. My domain holders would assist. It was a valuable chance to deal with a hero that’s not at full strength. Chung was mad. His magical powers and abilities are still insanely destructive, but with his mental state a wreck, he is likely unable to strategize and fight us properly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Must it be now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If not now, then when? Chung’s mental state deteriorates, and he seems to be suffering from some kind of imbnce in his soul. I don’t know the effects of long term internal struggles, and whether it can be fixed, if it’s toote.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I was being a little maniptive, but it was true. A soul, as I understood it, can get damaged. It happened with the first generation of heroes I encountered, Alexis and Me. Their souls suffered damage. I’ve seen soul damage in many ways or forms, and I expect Chung’s situation to be simr.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There is a rot in Chung’s soul, quite simr to Colette’s feeling. While Colette understood it, Chung denies it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Partly because he doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore. Partly because he feels, and still feels I am responsible for Ken’s death. In his eyes, I am a murderer. I killed his friend.
<span style="font-weight:400">Prabu and Colette looked at each other. Somehow, the burden of this decision was with them. They were the same generation, the same batch. If they decided to help, then it was possible.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If I have to step in, I cannot guarantee he will live. He is a hero, while we are not. We will have to go all out to take him out.” I answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">To be fair, I was excited at the thought of finally taking on a hero. I’ve known, since the Sun-Rings, that I could take damage really well. Now I wanted to see how I stood against a hero like Chung, with his destructive piercing arrows.
<span style="font-weight:400">Is Level 250 enough?
<span style="font-weight:400">I think it is. At least, Patreeck puts the chance of me winning to be fairly high, though the level of destruction we will cause was catastrophic.
<span style="font-weight:400">Prabu and Colette looked at each other. “Khefri, Adrian, what do you two think?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri shrugged. “He needs some sense beaten into him, but as much as I hate to say it, I think he’s higher level than me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Adrian nodded as well. “I’ll help, but- yeah. We can’t let him destroy and kill like this. I think he might get emunicated, like-”
<span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t need to be said.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was kinda sad. I’ve watched Chung over the years, and he’s always been suspicious of me. But I did think we had some level of professional respect for each other’s abilities. He knew I could do certain things, and I respected his power.
<span style="font-weight:400">But in a long enough time frame, even friends can be enemies.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then I wondered whether this was how paranoia starts.
<span style="font-weight:400">Day by day, Chung’s descent into madness worsened. He sted more ces, destroyed more mountains. He began seeing demons where there were none, and it felt like some kind of suppressed rage.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t postpone this decision forever.” I spoke to both Colette and Prabu. Colette epted the decision was necessary. Prabu struggled a little harder, but ultimately, the [hero] ss did not oppose such matters. There were no restrictions on heroes fighting each other. They fought each other in the past. We had records that heroes went to war with other over petty things.
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette agreed. “Let’s do it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The n was the heroes engaged first. They would take the lead, since it is their friend. Lumoof and myself would only emerge in the final minutes, to use our disabling abilities on Chung. Edna and the rest would only step in, if any of the heroes were in trouble.
<span style="font-weight:400">But otherwise, as Colette puts it, “Chung is our friend, and well, let us do it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Honestly, I think the chance of my domain holders dying was quite high, especially for my softer members like Roon, Johann, Ste, Ezar and Kafa. We exempted Ste from the battle, since she wasn’t really abatant, and we highly needed her, even if we had other void mages.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Think he’ll kill us?” Adrian asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He might be mad enough to do it.” Colette said, and after a long pause.
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung’s senses are incredible, and it is for this reason we have not attempted to set up traps nearby. We’ve seen him attack things for tens of miles away, as if augmented by the [hero] ss.
<span style="font-weight:400">I remembered the very first generation of heroes I met, using super long range attacks against the demon king. Chung being able to do as much was entirely a surprise, but meant our ability to trap him was fairly limited.
<span style="font-weight:400">As a hero, he was also blessed with all sorts of protections that most of our restraining powers would likely fail.
<span style="font-weight:400">Except mine.
<span style="font-weight:400">If there was any way we could restrain him, it’ll have to be Lumoof and me. Together, I think I could do it.
<span style="font-weight:400">***
<span style="font-weight:400">There was no need to alert Chung immediately, because with our teleportation abilities, the rest of the fighting force can arrive immediately. The domain holders’ presence would alert him, and that was not something we wanted to do. Not yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Prabu, Colette, Khefri and Adrian approached him first.
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette spoke. She spoke softly, but with the hero’s senses, it was clear he heard it. “Chung.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What?” Chung stood on the remnants of a mountain, sted and riddled with holes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you alright?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright?” Chungughed. “Alright?! Is that what you came to ask, Colette?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette nodded. “Yes. We wanted to see why you’re doing this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why?” Chung answered and thenughed some more. Theughter turned manic, and for us listening from afar, this was unsettling. After that long, manicughter, he stopped abruptly, and then stared at Colette. “Do you really want to know?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette didn’t flinch. “Yes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why are you working with the murderers? We were friends, Colette. We were teammates. We came from the same world! And you chose to side with the murderer!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette’s eyes furrowed. “I was there. There was no murder. Ken died, as he always wished to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Murderer!” Chung mmed the rock next to him with heroic force, the force of the impact left a huge explosion in the ground. “So much for being on the same team, Colette. All of you’ve decided to work with the evil creature that’s clearly using us to achieve its own goals.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette stared at the archer hero, and asked. “So what should we do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Destroy the tree, of course. An eye for an eye, a life for a life.” Chungughed. “Were you waiting for me to say that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette frowned, as Prabu held her arm. “Chung, doing that solves nothing!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It does. It solves the knot in my heart. The fury in my soul. I want to destroy this tree, and everything it created.” Chung answered. “This theocratic empire is evil, Colette. It is a heartless existence that’s only goal is to win. We are just chess pieces in it’s game!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why not?” Colette asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Would you join me?” Chungughed. “If you do, we can get started right now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette sighed. “No.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung frowned, but there was insanity in his eyes. “It’s your baby, isn’t it. He has your baby under control, so you’repromised. He bought you when he gave you that baby.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette’s patience instantly vanished. “Chung, not a single word more on my child. There are some things-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How do you know your baby is real, and not a puppet created by the evil creature?” Chung pressed her buttons. I had the feeling even though he knew that was not true, but the things people say in moments of madness.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course I know she’s real!” Colette countered, as magic swirled in her hands. The rest of the heroes took the hint. “I hoped it didn’t have toe to this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung’s manicughter was his response. He stood from the rock, and then, the skies were filled with arrows. Prabu and Colette retaliated with shields that deftly blocked the magical arrows.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’ve sparred a lot.” Chung countered. “But I bet you’ve never seen this!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung manifested a magical arrow unlike any other, and fired it across the barrenndscape. It resembled an arrow that was tied up with chains, and it was wrapped in anti-magical energies.
<span style="font-weight:400">It easily pierced through the two mages’ shields, but it was blocked by a heavy barrier from Khefri, and then exploded. When the dust settled there was a deep mark on Khefri’s carapace. But the archer was already shooting more arrows.
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette retaliated with an area magical spell that turned the entire area into a raging inferno.
<span style="font-weight:400">Against the demon king and its’ incredibly high armor and health, the heroes generally stuck to high damage, focused spells. These raging infernos were not individually powerful, but they covered wide areas and were likely more effective against Chung.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you n to kill me?” Chungughed, as he deftly dodged magical projectiles from the heroes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri and Adrian both charged ahead, trying to get him into melee. They were stronger there, but because Chung was the higher-leveled hero, the two melee heroes stuck together. Khefri immediately countered. “No. I hope I don’t have to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">A magical scorpionoid tail appeared from her back and attempted to stab the archer. But the archer was already gone.
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung frowned. “Why do you believe in that murderous tree?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri and Adriannded. “Because it is the best choice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Even if it’s evil? Even if it kills other heroes? Even if it makes us fight against each other?!” Chung countered. “Look what it has done! It rules over the worlds like an iron fisted dictator!”
<span style="font-weight:400">He somehow dodged a wave of magically enchanted icicles, shot an arrow that created a small shield and blocked some of the spells headed his way.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two melee heroes charged in, trying to make use of the space created by the mages. “Yes. It is still the best choice. Because the alternative is demons.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung countered. “Wrong! That’s what the tree wants you to believe! The alternative could be us! Us heroes, as rulers!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri frowned but wasn’t affected by the archer’s words. She was encased in a golden carapace and attempted to step close. Chung created mirror images of himself, phantom clones that vanished. “You told me long ago you didn’t like ruling.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t.” Chung replied. “But some of us can do a better job!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri’s ws barely grazed Chung’s skin before he somehow vanished. “No. We can’t. We’ve seen it in the journals.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung countered. “That’s also the Tree’s doing! How can you believe it!”
<span style="font-weight:400">At that moment, thousands of magical spikes emerged around Chung, and trapped him. Chung panicked, and attempted to smash into the magical spikes. It hurt him. Khefri watched, as more spikes emerged. There were spells from both Prabu and Colette. The two were the only heroes who were closer in levels.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Free me! You’re under his influence!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Colette frowned. “Maybe. But what you’re doing is not right, either.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Prabu added. “Chung, we didn’t want to do this. But we can’t let you go mad.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof then appeared, and in my avatar form, we entered the trap.
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung struggled in madness, as Lumoof’s magical vines quickly grabbed hold of the archer hero. “Let go!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof didn’t reply, but continued to focus on disabling him. My energies began to flood his body, and we began to forcefully drain his mana. His soul attempted to fight mine, but this was a sensation familiar to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I remember Alvin struggling in the same manner. Chung was quickly immobilized and paralysed, as my own energies took hold of the hero’s body.
<span style="font-weight:400">He struggled. “Let go!”
<span style="font-weight:400">But eventually, my spiritual energies overwhelmed him, and he was knocked out. I teleported Chung into the depths of the valley, and we would begin the ursed process of stripping a hero of his ss.
<span style="font-weight:400">***
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung’s soul spring was encased in the same type of shining marble stone. But, on closer inspection, the shape of the rocks had turned intorge, thorny structures that surrounded the sparkling, star-filled waters.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Get out.” I felt Chung’s thoughts here. “GET OUT.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was the soul’s resistance, trying to force me out. It was like a wave, pushing back at my presence.
<span style="font-weight:400">But this wouldn’t kick me out. Not now. My presence was like a tree, and my energies, like roots, grabbed the soul spring, and pierced the soil of his spirit.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would rip the hero ss out of his soul, and I would do so in the way a tree would.
<span style="font-weight:400">My roots pierced the gaps of the marble stones, and forced my way in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Chung roared.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Stripping you of your powers.” I answered inly, as my spiritual roots drew power from the worlds.
<span style="font-weight:400">“NO!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The rocks cracked, as I pushed. It was harder, because Chung wasn’t cooperating. But I am now Level 250, and the hero ss wasn’t going to stop me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“EVIL! YOU WORK FOR THE DEMONS!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“YOU WILL BE THE NEXT DEMON.” Chung used.
<span style="font-weight:400">My roots pierced the foundations of his soul spring, and slowly, I lifted. The rocks felt heavy. They always were. I felt his soul spring try it’s best to hold on to the rocks. But I pushed. My roots grew, and his soul spring buckled like a road with roots growing underneath it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe.” I answered, as I kept working. “But I posit life is better than death. So better alive than dead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I RATHER DIE WITH PRIDE AND DIGNITY THAN TO SERVE.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t bother answering that. His soul buckled.
<span style="font-weight:400">***
<span style="font-weight:400">The entire valley trembled with the turbulent powers of a hero’s energies. The four heroes were nearby, near my main tree, and they could feel it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Everything alright?” Colette asked Lumoof.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof shrugged. “It’s going well. The hero ss is loose.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri had a mischievous grin. “Zhaanpu’s going to have a good time once he knows you can do this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof looked at Khefri, and shrugged. “He’s been having a good time for a while now. We still owe him an apology. Aeon promised he’d get an audience with a god.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri then looked at Lumoof. “Wait. I wasn’t briefed on that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah. Yes. Priorities.” Lumoofughed. “We did intend to inform him about Hawa and the things that were discussed, but, things happened.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Khefri squinted. “Fill me in.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Later,ter. Aeon’s getting there.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The valley swirled with turbulent magic. Lightning and bursts of magic seemed to manifest out of nowhere, and briefly, everyone felt divine magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh.” Lumoof said. “That was unexpected-”
<span style="font-weight:400">They were instantly hit with notification that their domain had blocked attempted scrying. For the heroes, they were all instantly hit with a headache, except Colette, who felt as if something attempted to touch her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof looked at the heroes, and immediately encased them in a barrier of roots and vines. “Something’s trying to look through your souls.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Adrian, Khefri and Prabu struggled for a little, before the sensation vanished. “What’s that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lumoof frowned. “A god’s trying to spy on us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">***
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung’s spirit was in turmoil, as my roots and vines separated the marble rocks that made up the hero ss from the soul spring.
<span style="font-weight:400">The hero was in intense pain, the act of ripping out one’s ss is quite like removing a central pir of his identity. I spent quite a bit of my energies trying to hold him, as the rest of my energies pushed the hero ss out of the way, further, and further.
<span style="font-weight:400">My spiritual vines grabbed the stones of his hero ss, and bit by bit, I pulled it further and further away from his soul spring.
<span style="font-weight:400">A full dayter, the hero ss was finally out of the reach of his soul spring, and then-
<span style="font-weight:400">[You’ve removed the [Archer Hero] ss]
<span style="font-weight:400">[You’ve gained the [Archer Hero] ss Seed]
<span style="font-weight:400">[Warning : This ss Seed is highly unstable and may cause death during attempted merger]
<span style="font-weight:400">Chung was alive, but suddenly, the young man strapped into the soul forge began to age rapidly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uh. Shit”