Destroying the world was just around the corner.
And not even in the ordinary way.
The first time I fully tested Three Faces, I seemed to sense something I hadn't noticed before: this unexpected boon fit my style perfectly.
It was utterly insane. Even the laws of supernatural conservation turned to dust.
Whenever I felt like it, I could spit once and raise the world's supernatural index by a point, creating a whole lot of pollution that no one knew how to break down.
As for this supposed perfect fit, I didn't mean that I was interested in spitting everywhere like some uncouth slob. I still clearly remembered what I'd gotten as a reward for the previous mission.
Finger Guess could directly activate the Scarlet Storm as an aura, scrambling the concept of bloodlines on a supernatural level and giving rise to instability and mutation.
Not only were their color schemes alike, but the effects seemed to stink of the same kind.
It was easy to imagine myself running around with the Scarlet Storm active, then happily spitting wherever I pleased.
What a delight. I wondered how the Warehouse would feel about the Administrator's current trajectory.
I clicked my tongue in appreciation, tossed the light stand aside, and really activated Finger Guess.
I am the will of Heaven! Today, I'm going to defy it!
Scarlet energy coiled around me, the storm raged, and in the blink of an eye I stood there like a Demon King descending upon the world. With my arrogant expression, I even let out a cackling laugh inside.
As I'd said, the color schemes were just too similar, and both effects were astonishing.
If I practiced a little more, I felt like I wouldn't even need to investigate whether the apocalypse had ever happened. I