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"Sir, something's wrong! Test subject 118 has vanished from the Virtual Realm!" a researcher cried, staring at a huge screen.
The energy reading for test subject 118 had spiked, then rapidly faded until it disappeared completely.
"Vanished?"
Aidan frowned, then relaxed.
"Leave him. They're just inferior figments of the mind, not real gods. Of course things go wrong!" He waved a hand, unconcerned.
"But..." The researcher tried to speak, but Aidan cut him off sharply.
"No buts. Go do your own work, right now. Leave this alone. Understood?"
"Yes, sir!"
The researcher retreated meekly.
"Hmph. They're only fake gods. Once the Sacred Realm merges with the world, everything inside it will vanish anyway. What difference does it make if one disappears early?"
Aidan muttered to himself. Behind him, the sword-bearing man gave a cold smile, his eyes full of contempt.
Fools, every last one. If I didn't need to keep that thing suppressed, I'd kill the lot of you with a single sword strike.
The things in the Virtual Realm will vanish? Heh. You're in for quite a surprise.
This strange world and its strange Plane Will will fall under our control. To think the powers of the Demigod Realm overlooked a place like this for so long.
After Primordial Void Creation, even those mutated clouds outside won't stop us Angels from passing through!
His thoughts churning, the man slowly withdrew.
"Sir, I'll check the other equipment. If you'll excuse me."
"Go. The plan is nearly complete. We can't afford any mistakes now."
Aidan spoke calmly, watching the sword-bearing man leave.
"Hmph! Those people..."
"Damn them!"
Once the man was gone, Aidan's expression darkened. He slammed his hand against the railing.