Collapse, I became Duck's daughter at the start?

This had left her in a weakened state recently, requiring time to recover.

"This little idiot is always thinking about pointless things. She should worry about herself first before worrying about me..."

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

"Was there a problem with the previous Quantumization?"

Ever since her consciousness had split, she hadn't used this power because randomly Quantumizing in the real world was actually very dangerous.

If something went wrong, one could easily get trapped in Quantum space.

And now, she could clearly sense that her consciousness space had a minor issue.

The power of Quanta had infiltrated the edges of her consciousness space.

Although Rosia could enter her consciousness space even when unconscious, this place could essentially be considered her entirely private space.

She didn't want anyone else to enter, and no one could.

And now, her private space was being interfered with by an outsider's power.

"I'd like to see just who the hell it is."

"Rosia" hesitated slightly but decisively got to her feet.

This was Stigmata's consciousness space. Logically, even if the other party wanted to interfere with her, it should have been through Imaginary power. This connection built through Quantum power was very subtle.

"Get out! Bastard!"

"Rosia" slowly floated into the air, a giant crimson claw gradually appearing to her left, while her right hand gripped a crimson scythe.

Her appearance was related to Rosia. With Rosia's current physique, wielding both these weapons simultaneously was a bit of a stretch, but "Rosia" was no ordinary person.

Reaching the edge of her consciousness space, "Rosia" saw a little girl with her back turned to her.

"Who is this..."

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

"Heh heh... Such audacity..."

The girl, who had been facing away from "Rosia," turned her head, revealing her pair of red eyes.

Although called a girl, her physique was actually slightly larger than "Rosia's" current form.

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

"What are you? Imitating me?"

The girl, focusing her attention on "Rosia," asked with an unfriendly expression.

Then, a phantom blue scythe slowly materialized in her hand.

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

The girl approached step by step with slow paces.

"..."

"Rosia" never imagined she would see her in her consciousness space.

"It must be the Stigmata resonance caused by the frequency of the previous Quantumization..."

"Why would it happen even from such a distance?"

It was clear that the girl before her couldn't be the original's true body. There was only one possibility: their Stigmata consciousness had intersected.

Even though "Rosia" had guessed why she appeared here, it didn't solve the problem.

It wasn't until the cold glint of the scythe in the girl's hand was about to strike her that "Rosia" spoke.

"If possible, I truly wish I didn't have to see you."

"Imposter, are you also here to bully Seele?"

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

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

"Rosia" let out a cold laugh.

"Heh heh... I do hope you can still laugh while I'm slowly cutting you into pieces..."

Black Seele looked at the uninvited guest before her, her cold little face becoming serious.

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

"Can I take that as you declaring your victory speech while daydreaming?"

"Rosia" mocked.

"You're asking for death!"

A flash of anger crossed Black Seele's eyes, and the next moment, her scythe collided with "Rosia's."

The sounds of the two scythes clashing echoed one after another, but the outcome had actually been decided from the very first collision.

"You're too weak..."

"Rosia" only used a little force to make Black Seele lose her strength and release the scythe in her hand. Then, she was grabbed by a giant crimson claw and lifted.

They both had Stigmata, but the power they currently displayed was worlds apart.

"You bastard!"

Even while captured, Black Seele stubbornly resisted.

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

"First time meeting, what should I say to you?"

"Rosia" let out a light laugh, then reached out a small hand and lifted Black Seele's fair chin. Seeing Black Seele's frustrated expression, she inexplicably felt pleased.

"My frail progenitor."

"What are you talking about!"

Black Seele didn't understand what she meant.

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

"Hello, Mother."

Chapter 18: "Rosia": Are You the Submissive One?

"You brat... Who's your mother!"

Held by the giant crimson claw, Black Seele tried to resist, but couldn't budge it at all.

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

"Rosia" said nonchalantly.

Although she was indeed a bit weaker now compared to before, she was still no match for the current immature Black Seele.

"Rosia" could sense that she had not only inherited Seele's Stigmata but also a significant portion of Bronya's.

It was just that the life reconstructor had chosen the more dominant expression, making Seele's part of the Stigmata primary and Bronya's secondary.

Moreover, the life reconstructor had directly unlocked the Stigmata's potential, which was why "Rosia" could wield the same power that Black Seele would possess later.

In other words, she was already in her complete form, just that the intensity of her abilities hadn't been fully ramped up yet.

In a way, Rosia's Stigmata consciousness space should have been almost identical to Seele's. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that it was affected by quantum interference, leading to her meeting with Black Seele.

"Let me go!"

Facing this mini-version of herself, Black Seele didn't believe it.

In this hellhole called the Sea of Quanta, anything could happen.

"Looking at your expression, are you worried about that crybaby?"

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

It was clear that with her personality, she wouldn't be thinking about herself. She was probably filled with nothing but "Seele, Seele!" right now, wasn't she?

"You bastard! What do you want to do to her!"

Being manhandled in the Stigmata consciousness space, Black Seele knew that she was most likely unable to help Seele right now.

After all, this was her home turf. Being defeated on her own turf meant she couldn't even put up a desperate struggle anymore.

"What do I want to do to her? How dare I. If I really hurt her 'Seele Mama,' she'd fight me to the death."

"Rosia" thought of this and let out a soft snort.

She wasn't particularly fond of these progenitors... or rather, these three.

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

Now, she found Bronya annoying just by seeing her.

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

She was already bored in the Stigmata space, and now, despite having an annoying person added to the mix, it didn't stop "Rosia" from teasing her.

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

However, "Rosia" wasn't like Rosia, who was so eager to acknowledge mothers.

"Little one? Are you calling me, you brat?!"

Black Seele said indignantly.

"Answer my question."

"Rosia" slightly clenched her hand, tightening her grip on Black Seele's hand.

"Mmm..."

Black Seele frowned, but still remained silent.

"Not talking? That's fine."

Facing the stubborn Black Seele, "Rosia" didn't get angry. She simply walked gently towards where Black Seele originally was.

"You should know, this is the Stigmata space, right? Isn't it strange that two Stigmata spaces suddenly connected?"

"Rosia," she muttered to herself.

"And we look so alike, even the source of our power is almost identical..."

"If the Stigmata consciousness is destroyed, the Stigmata space might collapse, but what if... I mean, what if..."

"Rosia" stopped, her crimson eyes flickering slightly, and leaned close to her ear, whispering softly.

"What if, after I kill you, I take your place as Seele's Stigmata will? Do you think that's possible?"

She didn't actually have that idea in mind, merely wanting to vent her frustrations from the past few days.

After all, "Rosia" didn't dare to get angry at Rosia; what if that little idiot started crying again?

She really didn't want to comfort a child.

It was just that her joking words sounded rather terrifying to Black Seele.

"You wouldn't dare!"

The mere thought of such a possibility made Black Seele grit her teeth and struggle desperately.

If the person in front of her just wanted to kill her, Black Seele would rather die than yield, but if it were truly as she said...

Black Seele couldn't even imagine how that ill-tempered individual would toy with Seele!

Then it wouldn't be Seele in the toy box, but Seele herself becoming the toy...

The giant claw holding Black Seele wasn't excessively sharp; "Rosia" had intentionally dulled the sharpest parts. However, even so, she saw wounds forming on Black Seele's arm, crimson blood slowly spreading down.

"You..."

Seeing Black Seele's extreme reaction, "Rosia" pursed her lips.