"Roshia": Are You the Submissive One?

This had left her weakened lately, and she needed time to recover.

"That little idiot spends all day worrying about pointless things. She should take care of herself before worrying about me..."

Returning to the consciousness space, "Rosia" had intended to rest, but a very familiar aura made her frown.

"Did something go wrong with the previous Quantumization?"

Ever since her consciousness had split into two, she had never used that power, because casually Quantumizing in the real world was actually very dangerous.

If something went wrong, it would be easy to get stranded in quantum space.

And now, she could clearly sense that something was slightly wrong with the consciousness space.

Quantum power had seeped into the edges of the consciousness space.

Although Rosia could enter the consciousness space even while unconscious, this place was, in truth, entirely her private domain.

If she did not want anyone to enter, no one could get in.

But now, her private space was being disturbed by an outsider's power.

"I'd like to see which bastard this is."

"Rosia" hesitated slightly, but still rose decisively.

This was the Stigmata consciousness space. Logically, even if the other party wanted to interfere with her, they should have done so through Imaginary power. This connection formed through quantum power was quite subtle.

"Get out here, bastard!"

"Rosia" slowly floated into the air. A scarlet giant claw gradually appeared on her left side, while her right hand gripped a scarlet scythe.

Her appearance was connected to Rosia's. With Rosia's current physique, wielding both weapons at once was still somewhat difficult, but "Rosia" was no ordinary person.

When she reached the edge of the consciousness space, "Rosia" saw a little girl standing with her back to her.

"This person is..."

The instant she saw her, "Rosia's" pupils contracted slightly.

"Heh... what nerve..."

The girl who had originally been facing away from "Rosia" turned around, revealing a pair of red eyes.

Though she was called a girl, she was actually slightly larger than the current "Rosia."

Or rather, she was a grown-up "Rosia."

"What are you? Why are you imitating my appearance?"

The girl fixed her attention on "Rosia," her expression hostile.

Then, a dark blue scythe slowly appeared in her hand.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

The girl approached step by slow step.

"..."

"Rosia" had never expected to see her in the consciousness space.

"It should be a Stigmata resonance caused by the frequency released during the previous Quantumization..."

"Why would it happen even from so far away?"

Obviously, the girl before her could not be that person's actual body. There was only one possibility: their Stigmata consciousnesses had intersected.

Although "Rosia" had already guessed why she had appeared here, that did not solve the problem.

Only when the cold gleam of the girl's scythe was nearly upon her did "Rosia" speak.

"If possible, I wouldn't want to see you at all."

"Impostor, are you here to bully Seele too?"

The girl's voice was cold and brimming with killing intent.

"Seele? Just a coward. Oh, no, I forgot—you're a coward too."

"Rosia" sneered.

"Heh... I hope you can keep laughing while I slice you into pieces bit by bit..."

Black Seele stared seriously at the uninvited guest before her, her small face icy.

She could tell that this imitator was far stronger than the ordinary monsters she had encountered in the Sea of Quanta before.

"Can I take that as your victory speech from a daydream?"

"Rosia" mocked.

"Courting death!"

Anger flashed through Black Seele's eyes. The next moment, the scythe in her hand collided with the other one.

The clashing of the two scythes rang out repeatedly, but the outcome had actually been decided from the very first impact.

"You're too weak..."

"Rosia" used only a little force to make Black Seele lose her strength and release her scythe. Then the scarlet giant claw seized her and lifted her up.

They were both Stigmata, yet the power they currently displayed was worlds apart.

"Bastard!"

Even after being captured, Black Seele still refused to stop struggling.

"Rosia" met her gaze, their nearly identical eyes locking together.

"What should I say to you at our first meeting?"

"Rosia" chuckled, then reached out with her small hand and lifted Black Seele's pale chin. Seeing her aggrieved expression, she inexplicably felt delighted.

"My weak progenitor."

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Black Seele could not understand what she meant.

"Oh, then let me put it another way..."

"Hello, my mother."

"Rosia": Are You the Bottom?

"You little brat... who's your mother?!"

Held in the scarlet giant claw, Black Seele tried to resist, but she could not shake it in the slightest.

"Give up your pointless struggle. In the Stigmata consciousness space, all resistance is futile before absolute power."

"Rosia" said indifferently.

Although she was indeed weaker than before, she was still not someone the immature Black Seele of the present could compare to.

"Rosia" could sense that she had not only inherited Seele's Stigmata, but had actually inherited much of Bronya's as well.

It was simply that the Life Reconstructor had selectively emphasized their expression, making Seele's Stigmata the primary one and Bronya's secondary.

Furthermore, the Life Reconstructor had directly unearthed nearly all of the Stigmata's potential. That was why "Rosia" could use powers identical to those Black Seele would possess in the future.

In other words, she was already complete. It was just that the intensity of her abilities had not fully risen yet.

To some extent, Rosia's Stigmata consciousness space should have been almost identical to Seele's. Perhaps that was precisely why it had been disturbed by quantum power, leading to her meeting with Black Seele.

"Let me go!"

Black Seele did not believe a word this miniature version of herself said.

In a hellhole like the Sea of Quanta, anything could happen.

"Judging by that expression, are you worried about that crybaby?"

Seeing the anxious look on Black Seele's face, "Rosia" grinned.

Obviously, with Black Seele's personality, she would not be thinking about herself. Right now, her mind was probably full of "Seele, Seele!" wasn't it?

"You bastard! What are you planning to do to her?!"

Being so easily controlled in the Stigmata consciousness space, Black Seele knew she most likely had no way to help Seele now.

After all, this was her home ground. If she had been taken down even on her own turf, she was no longer even making a last-ditch struggle.

"What am I planning to do to her? How would I dare? If I really hurt her Mother Seele, she'd fight me to the death."

Thinking of that, "Rosia" gave a soft, cold snort.

She had not cared much for those two progenitors of hers... or rather, three of them.

But for some reason, the more Rosia liked them, the more "Rosia" disliked them.

Now, just seeing Bronya irritated her.

"Hey, little one, tell me. Why do you like that crybaby?"

She had already been bored out of her mind in the Stigmata Space. Although there was now an annoying person here, that did not stop "Rosia" from teasing her.

From the perspective of consciousness structure, Black Seele really could be considered her mother.

It was just that "Rosia" was not as fond of acknowledging mothers as Rosia was.

"Little one? You little brat, you're calling me that?!"

Black Seele said unhappily.

"Answer my question."

"Rosia" clenched her hand slightly, tightening the grip around Black Seele.

"Mm..."

Black Seele furrowed her brows, but remained silent.

"Not talking? Fine."

Facing the stubborn Black Seele, "Rosia" did not get angry. She merely walked lightly toward where Black Seele had originally stood.

"You know this is the Stigmata Space, right? Don't you find it strange? Why did two Stigmata spaces suddenly become connected?"

"Rosia" muttered to herself.

"And we look so alike. Even the source of our powers is nearly identical..."

"If a Stigmata consciousness is destroyed, the Stigmata Space might collapse. But suppose... just suppose..."

"Rosia" stopped walking. Her scarlet eyes flickered slightly as she leaned close to Black Seele's ear and whispered.

"If I kill you and replace you as Seele's Stigmata consciousness, do you think that might be possible?"

She did not actually have such an idea. She merely wanted to vent the resentment she had built up over the past few days.

After all, "Rosia" did not dare get angry at Rosia. What if that little idiot started crying again?

She had no desire to comfort a child.

But to Black Seele, those joking words sounded rather horrifying.

"You wouldn't dare!"

At the thought of that possibility, Black Seele clenched her teeth and began struggling desperately.

If the person before her merely wanted to kill her, Black Seele would rather die than yield. But if it truly was as she said...

Black Seele did not dare imagine what this ill-tempered person would do to Seele!

Then it might no longer be Seele inside a toy box—Seele herself would become the toy...

The giant claw gripping Black Seele was not actually that sharp. "Rosia" had deliberately blunted all the pointed parts. Yet even so, she saw wounds being squeezed open on Black Seele's arm, scarlet blood slowly running down.

"You..."

Seeing Black Seele react so intensely, "Rosia" pursed her lips.