Published at 9th of March 2022 11:10 am

Chapter 323 - Marrho's Secret

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Garenjazz awoke that night.

"Strange... The same dream..." He wondered. In his dreams, he found himself standing and moving towards a long staircase. On the very top of the staircase, was a woman of unspeakable beauty.

She stood in dazzling light and Garenjazz gazed at her beauty. And then the vision ended.

"What is that? It must be a science... But who?" Garenjazz stood up from a large bed that had the shape of a fat, chubby, sleeping Pokemon.

"Ugh. I guess I need to do this. Man... It seems I better start preparing for the fight and make sure Princess Zeraphine is safe." He sighed.

He then waved his hand and a suddenly, he was being connected to one of the Presiders.

"Garenjazz?" Pridgeon answered in confusion.

"Are you trying to kill more Presiders, Pridgeon? Are you trying to make this place as chaotic as our home?"

"Wha-what?!"

"Sorry. That was a strange thing to ask." Garenjazz chuckled.

"I learned that trick from this awesome anime that I'm watching. Anyway, Tiana doesn't have that science to breach the dimensions. All that is left is you. What did happen in China? And how did you survive?"

"I already told you all about it! You can see for yourself-"

"Look... I'm not as idiotic as everyone else. I know you have more involvement in this than what most of the Presiders believe. Just tell me plainly, did you meet the Lost Primordial? Is she that woman?"

"Woman?" Pridgeon was stunned at the accusation of Garenjazz.

"I am someone who has various techs. How do you think I am able to watch all of these anime and play countless video-games here on Earth? I stay in my dream world to watch anime all night. But now, that damned woman has appeared several times already! I know dimensional power when I see one." Garenjazz argued.

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you still wouldn't cave, huh? I'm sure you know that Myrth and Shakstres are directly sending their armies to Earth. We also have Enderks moving. So it's going to be very chaotic soon. Of everyone here, I'm most afraid of Shakstres the most. She must have felt it too. A beauty that rivals hers. She must have been called by it. Is this one of the Legacy of this Lost Primordials?"

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm busy with the Jews. I don't have time to discuss this!"

"Alright… Let me tell you something, Pridgeon… I know that Crostfree was ambushed when he died. It wasn't some dormant poison or power that corroded him. I know this because I am certain Crostfree's body had the ability to withstand and detect any foreign objects that enters it. The truth is, in my battles against Crostfree, I once had the opportunity of killing him. Do you know why I didn't?" Garenjazz challenged.

Pridgeon fell into silence.

"This is a very intriguing conversation, Garenjazz. But I am-"

"Because Crostfree isn't an ordinary Presider. I was about to kill him when his suit activated a secret sequence that even Crostfree didn't know about. He is one of the many rebirth clones of Prime Defiant."

Pridgeon felt his heart stop.

"Prime Defiant offered me a few foundational techs of Crostfree in return for not killing Crostfree, his minor incarnation."

Pridgeon was silently thinking of various things and Garenjazz went ahead to destroy whatever wishful thinking he had.

"You may be thinking… 'but Garenjazz! oni-chan Defiant is a Prime! The law forbids for Primes to attack or kill Principals and Presiders! He would break the ultimate law that our Primordial set!'" Garenjazz imitated a rather obscene and high-pitched girl tone.

"The answer is simple. First, let me ask you… Why hasn't Presider Marrho ever ascended to the level of Principals?"

Pridgeon was starting to realize what was happening. He lost all strength.

"He is… another rebirth clone…" Pridgeon answered weakly.

"Exactly! That's why I retreated. I had the chance of getting Crostfree's techs, but I won't stand a chance from Presider Marrho's attacks. But you… You killed him without warning! Crostfree doesn't know this himself. The truth is, there are many Pioneers and Planteds back home and possibly here that are his clones. While he doesn't care if those Pioneers and Planteds are killed, the fact that Marrho reached out to me is because it valued Crostfree that much. And it makes sense. You know Crostfree's past."

Pridgeon had heard that Crostfree was one of the few Pioneers to have successfully ascended and became a Presider. Although the events during Dormin's Downfall was unclear, the fact that Crostfree succeed in amassing all those points proved that he had the chance. You see, Primes have things that we don't understand. I'm lucky enough to have been selected by Prime Zephirus to be his daughters ward. Prime Defiant's plan in getting stronger is by walking as many roads as he can. He sent his clones to different levels of our world. Some are born in the families of Principals, some Presiders and others those of common birth. We can't comprehend why he needs to, but that's the fact."

"Then Crostfree was someone who was born to explore and walk on other techs and sciences?"

"Exactly. Presider Marrho is one who ascended long ago and was tasked by his main clone to guard the levels of the Presiders and secretly deal with those who are near ascension. That's why it was such a relief in my life when Prime Zephirus took me in and even made ward of his daughter. That way Marrho won't deal with me. You see, Marrho told me the their real self, Prime Defiant, wanted to see if having different circumstances can help him change his perception and beliefs. And maybe through that, it will help him discover newer sciences."

Pridgeon frowned and couldn't see how this would change anything to supreme Primes who had the most powerful tech of the world.

Garenjazz noticed his expression and shrugged.

"Look, don't ask me why. Marrho said you would only understand that the moment they become Principals at the least. I don't know how that is possible, but that's the point. And youkilled another potential Presider Marrho!"

Pridgeon was clenching his fist.

"So… you can live and pretend that you know nothing. Actually, if you want to live, its better that you do. Because, regardless if you do know or not, Marrho will come here and kill you. If you have something else to offer, then it might change the ending of your life. Honestly, I bet Prime Defiant values Crostfree over Marrho. Because Marrho was born in a Presider Family. Crostfree wasn't. He was a Planted at first. I'm sure for whatever mystifying reasons, Prime Defiant wanted Crostfree to become a Principal."

"There are two of them…" Pridgeon finally caved in. His entire body felt weak. He had thought that his little plot outsmarted everyone. But even then, he was simply walking in the palm of Presider Garenjazz.

"I met two rather strange beings in China. One was a woman with a beauty beyond imagination. If my suit didn't have the ability to keep healing the altering mental states… I would have given in to whatever desires I have. The other was a man who I never saw… It was them who wanted me to wipe out the Jews…"

Pridgeon had no choice. Presider Marrho's strength was unquestioned among Presiders. They even believed that his asscension would happen anytime soon. But with this revelation, it proved that Marrho's strength was far beyond what they could imagine. And with the offense he accidentally made, this would bring great trouble with him.

"Finally, you admit it."

"It's no longer worth the trouble..."

"It's good you think that way. Presider Marrho should be on is way here, you know. He might even move faster than the Principal since the Principal is preparing a lot to make this place his residence."

"Then since you are offering this, it means you have some way to avoid it? If not I'll just tell everyone what you blabbed and force Marrho to kill everyone here."

"Of course… While losing Crostfree is something Prime Defiant cannot afford, it isn't irreplacable. I can pretend to be acting under the orders of Prime Zephirus and will make it look like Zephirus knew all along about the Lost Primordial and sent his daughter here. With that, it should give us a chance for Marrho to spare you. He will suspect you, but knowledge of the Lost Primordial will probably make him hesistate to kill you. Especially since it would affect Prime Zephirus."

"Then I guess I have you to thank."

"Honestly, I was just waiting for things to play out like this before I bring out the big reveal. Since I have Crostfree's basic tech, I have been spying on Crostfree's secret base. And with that, it was easy to discern that you killed him."

"How sure are you that Marrho will spare me? What guarantee do you have? I can still tell everyone about Marrho's secret and force him to kill all of us. What if he decides to go ahead and just kill all of us and spare Zeraphine?"

"He won't. If the details of the Lost Primordial is down there, he'd use us as cannon-fodder.

" He might even let you keep Corstfree's tech if we play our cards right. But boy have you gotten yourself in quite a predicament, Pridgeon."

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe its because that beautiful chick blinded you… but can't you see the plan? They are making you do the dirty work. You plan to gather the Jews and kill them to avoid creating a religion that can unite the world. But I think these guys knew you are a Presider and left you alive. They pretended to be dumb and with a beautiful girl urging you to do stuff, you neglected this possibility. They want you to gather all the Jews so they can unite the world and make it even more problematic for us."

"… I have no excuses. Yes. I also have been seeing this person in my dreams for a time… I thought it was just my subconscious longing for her… But if you have it… then she might have a tech that surpasses ours!"

"Yeah. This also makes sense of the sudden rise of these 'Cities of Refuge.' The strange obsession for the bible is secretly preparing a world that will fight against us. Israel would probably be a City of Refuge. I recommend doing something drastic. Who controls the Caliphates? Are you connected to him?"

"Pioneer Flantter has gone rogue. For some reason, it looks like he sided with Presider Straviaa during the scuffle a few weeks ago. I even suspect that this Progenitor who challenged us in South Pangea have somehow caught him."

"Oh? So that whole thing in Pangea was the real thing? Then it seems we have strong enemies. And their smart enough to wrung us dry by making us enemies of this Earth. They made you do the dirty work to gather them in Israel, and then suddenly, you lose control of Israel. Almost all Pioneers and Planteds in the Caliphate region are dead. So how do you intend to kill all the Jews? And for some reason, some events are forcing the WGP to gather the Jews! Whatever plans we've been trying to do to get our people inside the higher rankings of the WGP is now impossible to accomplish."

"I know. And I am on it."

"Oh? What are you planning?"

"Using Crostfree's techs I planned to establish myself within one of the towns. I was thinking of rising one of the states in the Caliphates and become an ally of Israel. But instead of calling ourselves a City of Refuge, a place to flee too, I will name it after a place of power."

"Alright… That sounds passable. Do it. I'll secretly help you. The other Top-Tiered Presider will probably do the same thing."

"What about you?"

"What about me? See you later." Garenjazz disconnected the call.

Pridgeon sat down in his seat. The color in his face drained.

"Even now I'm still this weak?!" Pridgeon cursed.

"All Pioneers. Change of plans. We're not heading to South America. It's time to initiate project Babel!" Pridgeon finally announced.

The Pioneers were all startled at the sudden command. But Pridgeon already disconnected after this alert.

"Madelyne!" Pridgeon called Madelyn directly.

"Presider?"

"While the rest stay here, we go to South America. With everything that has been going on, we need to hasten our plans!"

"What do you mean?"

"We need to kill at least two Presiders in South America!" Pridgeon declared.

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