Psychic Parasite

Chapter 129: Entangled Solution
Jyorta closed his eyes, taking in the view of his blue soul, watching his surroundings turn dark. Leaving behind a portion of his brain’s mental capacity to direct the psychic arm, he concentrated on the broiling fog before him, summoning the Soul Cornea.

The Soul Cornea appeared, slithering out of his body, inching its way towards the broiling fog, stopping a millimetre before it. The blue soul began chanting the verse imparted by the creepy-haired man, creating the two temporary Soul Corneas.

Based on his observations, they would remain for at least ten minutes before dissipating. Moreover, as long as the blue soul chanted the verse within the time limit, it would extend the time frame of its existence. It was the method it had used in its final battle against the soul of the previous Jyorta.

The two temporary Soul Corneas floated within the blue soul, inching their way out, pausing beside the subsoul, confined within the boundaries of the physical body. He had experimented with them numerous times, having gained sufficient comprehension about their capabilities.

As long as they stayed within the confines of his body, they wouldn’t begin to dissipate, the case being the same as the soul tendrils. Only when they arrive outside his body would they begin to vaporise, unable to exist in the outside world due to some unknown factors. He had yet to decipher the principles at play here.

One of the temporary Soul Cornea coiled around the permanent Soul Cornea, forming numerous loops until its ends—spanning a metre in length—touched it. It formed the coils outside the blue soul, within the confines of Jyorta’s body.

The other temporary Soul Cornea did the same, its location focused on the permanent Soul Cornea existing within the blue soul. It was a two-layered defensive method that Jyorta had thought of, a plan that would make efficient use of all his available cards.

Now, on the body of the permanent Soul Cornea, there existed two layers, the wrappings made from the temporary Soul Corneas. Layer one was the coil situated outside the blue soul while layer two was the coil located within.

Numerous soul tendrils emerged from the blue soul, making a connection with the subsoul, ready to transfer the incoming memory fragments. Finally, the blue soul connected 12 soul tendrils to the Brain Crystal, siphoning the psychic energy at a consistent rate.

After a moment of observation, the blue soul retracted a soul tendril, leaving behind only 11 soul tendrils connected to the Brain Crystal. It was to cope up with the decrease in his Esper abilities.

The blue soul began to chant the verse of the creepy-haired man, creating a mystical effect—one that would shed the murky substance from the soul—imbuing it inside the two temporary Soul Corneas, maintaining it without trouble.

The permanent Soul Cornea was capable of these processes without any chants, capable of existing indefinitely, unaffected by the outside world when it proceeded beyond the body’s confines.

The blue face opened its mouth, gushing out the ink-black substance, allowing it to travel through the permanent Soul Cornea, turning it jet black. The Soul Cornea pierced through the broiling fog, penetrating it in the same manner as before, the only difference being its slower rate of progression.

Thanks to a decreased Sync Rate, the efficiency of the Caterpillar had reduced, causing a reduction in the energy that filled his Brain Crystal. This affected his progression, expending greater quantities of psychic energy to penetrate broiling fog.

The tip of the Soul Cornea peaked on the other side, watching the two humongous souls, looking similar to before, showcasing no difference, lacking any evidence of his previous visit. The ripple of his previous invasion had mellowed out like a stone dropped in a large pond, the effects numbed by the sheer volume.

The Soul Cornea slithered towards the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite—a muddy sphere drenched in a bowl of sewage—stopping a millimetre before it. The Soul Cornea retracted the ink-black substance until the part within the broiling fog.

Since its only shield of resistance against the broiling fog was the corrosion, it retained its ability there. Beyond that, the part of the Soul Cornea in the proximity of the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite returned to normalcy.

It created a faint undulation, exerting the influence brought about by the creepy-haired man’s verse—one that would shave off the murkiness of the soul. It was something it could actuate without any prior preparations, the ability having become inborn.

The effect spread into the muddy sphere drenched in sewage, affecting the murky substance around its periphery, vaporising it. The Soul Cornea didn’t proceed further, patiently exerting the influence, and absorbing the pure memory fragments that were left behind.

The memory fragments coursed through it, like water flowing in a pipe, their path unobstructed. They soon passed through the region with the broiling fog, arriving within the confines of Jyorta’s body.

As they passed next to the subsoul, they moved forward without experiencing any changes, soon arriving within the blue soul. The blue soul transferred them to the subsoul, using the connection established by the soul tendrils.

When they arrived inside the subsoul, they were no longer influenced, scattering within it. As time passed in such a fashion, more and more memory fragments arrived, colliding into one another, creating links, attaching themselves.

They formed basic structures, growing in size, coming into contact with the memory fragments surrounding the core.

The core exerted an attractive influence, bringing them towards the original memory fragments, inciting numerous attachment and fusion reactions, adding more depth into the white layer coating them.

On noticing the process he had planned proceeding smoother than expectations, Jyorta controlled the Soul Cornea, plunging them into the murky substance before it, allowing it to be invaded in reverse.

The murkiness travelled through the Soul Cornea, bringing with it distorting thoughts, chaotic emotions, and disastrous sensations, all attached to the memory fragments that formed their core. They passed through the broiling fog, their actions unaffected due to the Soul Cornea that shielded them from the external factor.

The ink-black substance that made up the essence of the corrosion only remained around the outer ends of the Soul Cornea, thereby not affecting the memory fragments that coursed through the middle.

They soon arrived in the confines of Jyorta’s body, appearing next to the subsoul, passing through the section where a temporary Soul Cornea had coiled around—forming the first layer. The first layer exerted a certain influence on the murkiness, vaporising them with great efficiency.

By the time the murkiness travelled past the first layer, most of it had been vaporised, leaving behind the memory fragments, covered with trace amounts of the murkiness. Halfway through the second layer, the murkiness had completely vaporised, the memory fragments collecting within the blue soul.

They were then dispatched through the soul tendrils, their destination being his subsoul.

Converting the soul of Heima’s Wisdom Parasite within the time constraints was tantamount to an impossibility. It was thanks to Heima’s inherited memories, providing a massive boost to the foundation of her soul, leading to the soul of her Wisdom Parasite developing faster than the regular Developers and Wave Controllers.

Moreover, Jyorta didn’t have sufficient energy reserves to go through with the process. Hence, he changed his plan of action. It was to first shave off the murkiness around the soul, reducing its base volume.

Followed by the siphoning of the memory fragments, it would lead to a decrease in its size. Jyorta planned to continue with it until the soul became small enough to be layered by the curtain—the false persona: one of gluttony, focus, and filled with self-control.

He first thought about the capabilities of the doctors, the experts that treated him the day before. They had expertly removed all traces of the white impurities—brought about by the remnants of the Brain Crystals—from his body, their actions quick and precise.

Moreover, they were all Ground Controllers; also, the head doctor was a Sky Controller, a Tier 5 Esper. Having witnessed Anruk Light’s domain, Jyorta had a well-versed impression of an Esper’s capabilities at higher Tiers. They expressed the governance of omniscience and omnipresent

They could treat any individual with pinpoint accuracy; their possession of the Unranked Skill, Regen also played a vital role, capable of regenerating any lost body part.

They only faced a single problem while treating; it was the part of the body where the Wisdom Parasite had fused with the individual. For Espers, the Wisdom Parasite was fused into the brain.

In his case, there were many particles of the white impurities—the Brain Crystal fragments—lodged inside his brain, affecting his Esper Abilities, increasing his energy consumption for every Esper related activity.

Theoretically, the doctors could just make the white impurities into their Refined Object and remove it from his brain.

But, here came the problem: most of the areas of the brain had been fused with the Wisdom Parasite—the case being a complete fusion for a Sync Rate of 100 percent. So, when a part or fragment is removed from the brain, it is equivalent to the Wisdom Parasite’s body being shaved.

The volume of the brain removed—fused with the Wisdom Parasite—equalled the percentage decrease of the Sync Rate. So, for anyone without a Sync Rate of 100 percent, the Wisdom Parasite in them remained in an injured state.

The only way to regenerate its body towards completion was by consuming Frenzy Fruits. But, in his sister’s case, her Sync Rate had fallen to 51 percent, preventing the Essence of Frenzy lodged in her spine from being removed.

The moment her Sync Rate fell below 50 percent, her body would automatically assume the Wisdom Parasite fused in her spine as a foreign entity, initiating its defence mechanism, seeking to annihilate the other party. This would lead to an eventual collapse of her body, the process only taking a matter of minutes to proceed towards mutual destruction.

The only way to recover her Sync Rate was by consuming Frenzy Fruits. But, having been corrupted by the Essence of Frenzy, her Wisdom Parasite no longer listened to her commands, preventing her Caterpillar from being summoned.

So, Jyorta’s current target was to create a window of opportunity for his sister to summon her Caterpillar and make it consume the Frenzy Fruits. The moment her Sync Rate recovers to a certain extent, the doctors could swiftly operate on her spine and remove the remaining Essence of Frenzy.

’My only hope is that my sister’s mental state remains unaffected.’ Jyorta continued with his actions, improving the efficiency of the process as he got more used to it, allowing the blue soul to erupt with greater strength.

Even though the accumulation of the memory fragments in his subsoul was beginning to create unrepairable damage, Jyorta didn’t care about it for the time being. It was more in the sense that he didn’t have the leeway to ponder about it. He was already hard-pressed for time, not to mention his decreasing Esper abilities.

He was walking on a thin rope, suspended over the mouth of an abyss. Moreover, a strand of the rope had caught fire, spreading the heat to its bulk. A single mistake or a single instance of delay would be all it took for him to lose control.

The ego he had infused into his subsoul was beginning to waver, affected by the massive influx in memory fragments, the white layer covering them having formed a well-defined persona, on the verge of birthing an ego of its own.