My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 804 A Deal

Aurora remained motionless in front of him.

Her glowing golden figure emitted a gentle luminescence, yet it failed to dispel the heavy quietness enveloping the bound entity. The emptiness stretched endlessly and impassively, its hush so profound that her very being seemed to disrupt it.

The bound entity kept his head lowered. His form stayed hunched, with tangled, lengthy hair obscuring his features. Scarlet bindings floated lazily around him, their languid motion suggesting that time bore no pressing weight in this place.

A few moments passed before he let out a breath.

"It's your mess," he murmured softly. "You handle it."

Aurora tilted her head, taking the criticism without protest.

"We have," she responded. "All forecasts pointed to steadiness. His advancement stayed inside the anticipated limits."

A soft laugh slipped from him. It held no trace of humor.

"Anticipated limits," he whispered. "You talk like you grasp what you've brought into being."

Gradually, he lifted his head.

His features came into view from the darkness.

"You rushed it."

Aurora locked eyes with him. She held off on replying right away.

"The process adhered to every essential requirement," she finally stated. "Initiation happened solely once the subject achieved the required standards."

He regarded her wordlessly.

"And yet," he remarked, "he was not ready."

Aurora's face stayed unchanged, though a subtler tone crept into her words.

"A 0.003 percent chance of disruption existed."

The bindings moved slightly as he chuckled lowly.

"Such reliance on figures," he commented. "Such assurance."

His stare moved beyond her, fixing on some far-off, invisible point.

"And he shattered them regardless."

Aurora offered no contradiction.

"Yes."

Quietness descended once more.

This time, it lingered even longer.

"You fail to comprehend what you're facing," he declared.

Aurora selected her phrasing with caution.

"It was a deliberate gamble. The System judged the knowledge adequate to continue."

His gaze shifted back to her.

"No," he stated plainly. "You comprehend designs. You comprehend results. But you do not comprehend him."

Aurora stood her ground.

"The subject has surpassed all quantifiable standards. His soul thickness, grasp of laws, and development speed exceed every previous benchmark for his level."

He heard her out without breaking in.

"And yet," he repeated, his voice softer, "he was not ready."

Aurora maintained eye contact.

"The disruption arose from factors beyond forecasted scenarios. Theras's return to active form was unforeseen."

A shadow crossed his face subtly.

"And still," he noted, "you relied on the forecast."

This wasn't phrased as a query.

"You erected a cage around an entity you didn't entirely fathom. And you depended on chance to secure it."

Aurora shouldered the gravity of his words.

"We relied on the process."

The bindings swayed gently as he reclined.

"The youth wasn't supposed to confront him so soon," he explained. "Not prior to grasping what he bears."

Aurora spoke without delay.

"Then help us."

His eyes tightened a bit.

"You seek my involvement."

"Yes."

"If I intervene," he warned, "the course alters. It won't align with your blueprint anymore."

"That might already be inevitable."

His look intensified.

"If I intervene, he will speed up. He will hit standards much earlier than planned."

Aurora kept her eyes steady.

"That might be essential."

He observed her briefly before sighing.

"I will assist you, but a term must be set."

Her gaze rose faintly.

"He shall not attain Saint," he declared. "Not until I allow it."

The statement hung weightily in the space between them. Aurora grasped the implication of his demand. She stayed quiet for a stretch, her awareness reaching out well past the emptiness.

Afterward, she inclined her head.

"The System agrees."

The bindings quivered lightly.

"Good," he replied.

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Distant from there, buried inside the upside-down peak, Theras's digit pressed lightly on my brow while a pale white glow started to form where it touched. His eyelids shut gradually, his demeanor steady and confident, and I sensed his essence probe inside me with careful intent. It wasn't forceful, more like an unstoppable tide, as if an immense and timeless force had focused entirely on me. His intent pushed into the profound depths of my being, probing for access, extending toward my soul space.

Just as that essence neared full entry, the Dawn Core responded.

In the heart of my internal realm, the secluded isle that had stayed veiled by the dark shroud for so long reacted to his incursion. I perceived it prior to comprehending, a faint alteration that flowed through the Essence inside me, resembling an age-old stirring from repose. The isle's exterior wavered, upsetting the flawless equilibrium that had prevailed, and from that hidden area, a scarlet binding surfaced. It traversed my form as if I posed no more than a line it could ignore.

The binding hit Theras squarely in his torso's midst.

The collision unleashed a fierce blast that expanded rapidly, warping the atmosphere and rattling the chamber's foundation. Old symbols etched on the nearby rock blazed at once, shining with vivid force as they soaked up and restrained the energy to prevent wider damage. Theras's eyes snapped open immediately, and for the initial instance I'd witnessed, his poise faltered. His frame got hurled rearward, wings flaring out as he struggled to regain balance, the smooth mastery from before now challenged by abrupt opposition. Simultaneously, the unseen restraint on my form dissolved entirely, as if the control he'd imposed had been cut off against his will.

He wasn't facing me anymore.

His attention locked onto the scarlet binding hovering in the space separating us. As I observed, the binding started to disintegrate, links detaching and crumbling into tiny scarlet specks. Those specks didn't disperse haphazardly or vanish. Rather, they hung in the air, poised and expectant, before slowly converging, pulled by an unseen pull.

The pale-tiled section of the corridor undulated, its face altering as obscurity crept over it. The scarlet specks clustered by its border, solidifying and shaping up. I saw a skull's contour appear, then arms and a body's form, until a full silhouette positioned itself next to me.

It resembled a shadow akin to those I'd battled earlier.