The Bloodline System

Chapter 1475: Unknown Saviour

Authorʼs Note: Unedited Chapter

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Aildris initiated the emergency thrusters, the spacecraftʼs engines roaring to life as they attempted to aid Endricʼs telekinetic push. The combined effort caused the ship to tremble violently, straining against the immense gravitational force of the Warp Demolator.

”Thrusters at full power!”

Outside, the Warp Demolator seemed almost alive, its ashy, serpentine body writhing and expanding as it consumed the cosmic matter in its path.

The spectacle was terrifying—orbital bodies that had taken eons to form were now mere playthings in the grip of the celestial behemoth.

As the spacecraft struggled to maintain its position, the crew watched helplessly as the Warp Demolatorʼs path of travel became increasingly erratic.

The situation aboard the spacecraft grew increasingly dire as the Warp Demolatorʼs gravitational pull intensified beyond Endricʼs capacity to manage.

His telekinetic shield shimmered with strain, the protective energy waning as the colossal entity grew even larger, its ashy tendrils swirling menacingly closer.

Endric face contorted with effort and sweat beaded on his brows as he gritted his teeth.

”I—I canʼt hold it much longer! Itʼs too strong!”

He didnʼt experience that much struggle splitting an entire planet but how could he have known something like that could be so difficult?

Endric wanted to ensure that they do not come into direct contact with it as none of them were aware of the effects it would bring, but with the way things were going...

”Itʼs growing! Weʼre not going to make it if it gets much closer,” Aildris announced with a tone of urgency.

The crew braced themselves as the spacecraft began to shudder violently, the edges of the Warp Demolatorʼs ashy trail licking the outer hull, enveloping them in darkness.

It seemed as though they would be consumed whole by the cosmic phenomenon they had sought to intercept.

Falco immediately started preparing to head out and brace the warp demolator with his bare body to push them from harmʼs way but Aildris and Ria were not having it.

There was no way heʼd be able to handle the impact.

Suddenly, a miraculous sight unfolded.

From the heart of the ashy chaos, a brilliant silver glow emerged, its radiance piercing through the darkness like a celestial beacon. An ethereal being, its form obscured by the intense luminosity it emitted, approached the spacecraft.

The crew watched in awe and confusion as the glowing entity reached out with what appeared to be arms of pure light.

With a graceful, powerful motion, the being pushed against the spacecraft. The force of its intervention was gentle yet firm, countering the pull of the Warp Demolator with a precision that seemed beyond the capabilities of any known entity.

”What in the universe is that?” Falco couldnʼt hide his shock.

As the being exerted its influence, the spacecraft felt the oppressive ashy grip loosening. Slowly, but with undeniable strength, the ethereal figure maneuvered them away from the belly of the Warp Demolator. The ash receded from the hull, revealing once again the stars beyond.

The silver being, its task seemingly complete, gave one last push that sent the spacecraft into a stable path away from the destructive path of the Warp Demolator. As it withdrew, the glow around it pulsed warmly and almost reassuringly...

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{ A Day Ago }

”Just check my memories if you think Iʼm lying. The visions will prove my claim.”

Amidst heavy breaths Stark suggested.

Gustavʼs grip on Starkʼs neck loosened as he contemplated the suggestion to delve into Starkʼs memories.

The revelation that Stark knew about his rarely used ability to siphon memories was unsettling.

The power was known to wreak havoc on the mind of the person it was used on and it seemed Stark knew more about the existence of the Outworldly than he had thought.

Starkʼs insistence and the gravity of the situation prompted Gustavʼs acceptance. He never spared his enemies but he was looking for a reason to give Stark the benefit of the doubt.

Gustav placed his hand firmly on Starkʼs temple while Stark braced himself, closing his eyes in anticipation of the invasive probe.

”This is gonna hurt,” Gustav stated with an emotionless tone.

”Just do it,” Stark mumbled.

[Memories Siphoning Has Been Activated]

As Gustav activated the ability, a rush of images and sensations flooded through him.

The first memory was Stark touching the ancient pamphlet, his fingers trembling as he made contact. Instantly, a deluge of visions cascaded into Starkʼs consciousness—visions now shared with Gustav.

The scenes were chaotic and intense: Gustav, riding the Warp Demolator, unwittingly triggered a cataclysmic event. His involvement in its movement resulted in its instability, causing a fragmented trail of ashiness to break off from the pile and appear on Earth...

The vertigon premises to be exact.

A corruption was unleashed almost immediately, enveloping everything in its path.

Gustav found himself ensnared in the location he ended up after riding the warp demolator, unable to escape and provide assistance as the disaster unfolded.

The Vertigon island was set ablaze. In order to stop the corruption from spreading further, the world came together to wipe them out.

The lineage of the Vertigon family, once proud and influential, withered in the flames, their legacy reduced to ashes.

A fragment of another memory showed a later scene—a devastated Gustav, his face etched with defeat and sorrow, carrying the lifeless body of Stark through the remnants of what was once a vibrant island. The weight of his failure, the destruction of a family he had inadvertently caused, hung heavily on him.

Gustav pulled away from Stark at this moment with a look of distress as his mind returned to the present.

”So Itʼs true...”

”I told you. I needed you to see it—to understand why I did what I did. I couldnʼt let that future come to pass,” Stark breathed profusely while trying to recover from the siphonʼs toll.

Gustav stood in place with a contemplative look while the impact of the visions still toiled through his mind.

”While I get it... I simply canʼt accept that outcome. There must be something that can be done to change it.”

”Thatʼs one of the reasons I brought you here, away from the Demolator. Not just to protect my family, but to give us a chance to find another way. Together.

I understand it is paramount for you to get to where the warp demolator is heading,” Stark voiced hopefully.

”And if we canʼt find another way? What then? We sacrifice everything and everyone else just to save your family?” Gustav questioned with a tinge of annoyance.

”If it was you... What would you have done?” Stark asked while lowering his head.

His question caused a brief silence as Gustav pictured choosing between saving his loved ones and saving the world.

(”Letʼs not pretend that you wouldnʼt fuck the world over to save your friends,”) The system chipped in.

ʼWhose side are you on?ʼ

(”The side of reason.”)

ʼYou know the meaning of that word? Did you Google it?ʼ

(”...Fuck you.”)

Gustav decided to ignore the system and turned to face Stark.

”You better pray that we find another way... For everyoneʼs sake,” Gustavʼs tone hinted at accepting the collaboration.

Stark looked at Gustav, his eyes solemn, understanding the enormity of the choices before them.

”Thank you for giving me a chance.”

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As the Warp Demolator receded into the void of space, leaving behind a trail of cosmic unrest, Endric, Aildris, Falco, and Ria remained aboard their spacecraft, their faces etched with concern and confusion.

They had expected Gustav to appear at the last moment or something but his absence now cast a shadow over their mission.

The warp demolator was gone.

Ria staring out into the now calm space, broke the silence. ”Gustav... Heʼs definitely okay, right?” His voice carried a mixture of hope and worry.

”He has to be. Gustavʼs survived worse. But with his disappearance and without the warp Demolator taking him to where the remnants of planet Humbad is located, Iʼm not sure what our next move should be,” Aildris chipped in.

Endric then recalled the mysterious being that had intervened during their most perilous moment. The figureʼs glowing silhouette had prevented a disaster, but its identity remained a puzzle.

Endric, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, ventured, ”That being... could it have been Miss Aimee?—it reminded me of her.”

Ria raised an eyebrow, skeptical. ”Miss Aimee? Didnʼt she retreat to that planet she created after the IYSOP? Why would she appear here, and in the Warp Demolator, of all places?”

Aildris, nodding slowly, added, ”It surely makes no sense for it to be her since that being appeared from the interior of the warp demolator... But then...”

The discussion spiraled into theories and recounts of Miss Aimeeʼs known capabilities and last known actions. Her legend as one of the universeʼs most formidable beings made her a subject of endless speculation.

Falco, trying to make sense of the events, suggested, ”As much as it seems unlikely, who else could rip us away from the pull of something as powerful as the Warp Demolator? And then to dive back into it...”

”Thatʼs not something just anyone could do even if they were alpha ranked... and she is beyond that level of power,” Aildris added.