Sean's Bold Plan

The Obscurus black particle trembled slightly, seemingly in agreement with Sean's statement.

"That makes things easier..." Sean's smile grew even brighter. "Having thoughts means you can communicate to some extent. So, as a magical relic composed of pure dark power, what are your specific abilities?"

Obscurus and quietly spinning its own black particles, it could feel that the attraction of its temporary 'collaborator' was growing stronger, so strong that it couldn't help but want to get closer.

Sean smiled. It seemed that Obscurus could really understand him, but it didn't know how to express itself.

"I'll help you—" he said excitedly, licking his lips.

Sean slowly stood up, his mind clearer than ever before, despite being completely overwhelmed by negative emotions.

He smiled and approached Obscurus, then slowly extended his hand.

"Don't be afraid," Sean's voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, and the spinning of the bells slowed down Obscurus. "Open your heart. Although I don't know how you were born, as a Magic Creature, as a sentient being, you can think, right?"

His voice was as gentle as moonlight on an autumn night. "Then you must feel lonely, right? You have no kind, your Parasite sees you as a monster, but you have to depend on her—if she dies, you will die too—oh, what an unacceptable fact."

Sean's hand slowly but firmly reached towards the Obscurus red core.

"I understand, how wronged you are, Obscurus. You were born with a dark nature, your power is uncontrollably violent, you are so pitiful and pathetic. You were born that way, how can we blame you?"

He kept talking, as if he were comforting a naughty child.

At the same time, a flash of cruelty and violence crossed Sean's blood-red eyes.

The Dark Sleeper's effects were so remarkable Obscurus hesitated for a while before finally opening its black particles, allowing Sean's hand to reach in.

"That's it, good boy, you're great..." Sean said softly.

He touched the Obscurus's red core, where a dark red light flickered rhythmically within a black, semi-transparent, veil-like barrier, just like the Obscurus's heart.

The core has a strange feel, like a bouncy jelly, while a scalding heat emanates from its smooth surface.

Although there was no information, Sean had a hunch that if he wanted to, if he could unleash his power, his hand could penetrate that thin veil-like barrier.

His Obscurus life and death would be firmly in his hands.

Sean's chest heaved slightly, and he kept licking his lips, the ferocity in his bloodshot eyes becoming increasingly apparent.

If he wanted, he could crush the Obscurus right now, completely annihilating the uninvited guest within the body, and then devour the Obscurus's immense magical power.

Sean's hands trembled slightly with excitement, and he could hardly resist taking action.

Directly beneath the Sky Island, the colossal Sean reappeared, lava still clinging to his hair, and a deep red Obscurus silently rotating within his enormous, blood-red eyes.

He stared intently at the Sky Island, a look of anticipation appearing on his face for the first time.

Inside the villa atop the Sky Island, Sean placed his trembling hand on the core of the black Obscurus.

"Ha—this temptation is truly irresistible..." A murderous intent finally appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth turned up wildly, almost reaching his ears.

"Hiss—" Sean's tongue kept sticking out and retracting like a python, giving his whole person a twisted and cruel feeling.

The giant Sean beneath the Sky Island slowly opened his mouth. There was no tongue in his mouth, only white teeth, and a wisp of black mist slowly drifted out from it.

There was a face in that black mist; it was a man's face, contorted with pain.

Tom Riddle.

Riddle's eyes were empty and lifeless, only his translucent face was still writhing and twisting.

The black mist rose up and disappeared into the air.

Above the Sky Island, Sean's blood-red pupils contracted sharply. After using the Dark Sleeper, the negative emotions from the magma had gathered in his mind, and now, from within those negative emotions, another cruel and twisted soul suddenly emerged.

Sean's eyes turned into vertical pupils, his smile became even more distorted, and above his frantically flicking tongue, Riddle's painful, translucent face with his eyes tightly closed emerged.

"Sure enough, something of Riddle's has been preserved..." Sean murmured.

He was losing control of his reason; the clarity and concentration brought on by the Felix Felicis seemed to be failing him.

"However, I also learned something from Riddle..."

Sean closed his eyes.

The core of the Obscurus creature suddenly trembled violently, and the dark red light inside flickered like an urgent alarm light.

With his eyes closed, Sean's face showed a pained expression as he endured the urge to crush the Obscurus's core.

"Focus your attention, open your heart and build a bridge... Communicate with the magical vessel, transmit your thoughts..."

That's right, this is the method he learned when he first met Riddle's mind!

At that time, he absorbed a huge amount of negative emotions from the Ashwinder, and the demonic flame that carried Riddle's will used this method to bewitch him.

Sean tricked Riddle at that time and then passed on his negative emotions to the then unhatched Swooping Evil eggs.

He not only got rid of his negative emotions, but also gave birth to Dave, a volatile individual.

Most importantly, after that, Sean was able to communicate with Dave using his mind!

This was Sean's entire plan: to use the Dark Sleeper to attract negative emotions, then to attract the Obscurus, and finally to pass those negative emotions on to the Obscurus, who were the carriers of magic, using the methods Riddle had taught him.

This idea suddenly popped into his head after the Lottery Draw, and with the help of Felix Felicis, he boldly put it into practice.

Having known the Prophecy for a long time, he had been pondering a question: Was the Sin of ' Pride ' that had not yet awakened within him hidden beneath the magma?

When Riddle's Soul Fragment invaded, he only gained knowledge of spells and did not receive any negative emotions.

So, does the Sin preserve Riddle's sinful Soul Fragment as a means to facilitate his premature awakening later?

Bold guesses, careful verification— Felix Felicis helped Sean confirm his idea.

Sean slowly opened his eyes, a smile flashing in his lake-blue pupils.