The first time I saw a live Cpytic was a month ago. On that particularly day my wish of one spawning in my school came true but the funny part was everyone except for me was killed.
How I had survived back then was a tale for later but when faced with a powerful cyptics I couldn't help but remiscant about that day.
It spoke just like the one before me, it display a certain level of detouchment I expected of a monster and worst of all it was cunning.
"Me a psychopath!" She laughed, the room suddenly growing cold.
"Is it bad to seek a form of entertainment."
"How does killing factor into entertainment." I snapped finding her logic twisted. I knew she was a monster so I couldn't base my sense of morality on her but still....
"Woah now... aren't human the same."
It's one one of bewilderment sounded too human and for a moment I couldn't help but question if what stood before me from a cyptic.
"We just like humans do twisted things for fun. Or need I remain you why does inferior soldiers of your exist."
"Watch you tougue!"
Unconscious raising my gun I spoke in slight irritation. She dared insulted my team and the saviors of humanity just to form a shallow comparison.
"Did I strike a nerve."
Taking a step forward with her gaze never leaving the barrel of Jet, she graceful moves across the gaps between the arranged chairs, her finger brushing across the surface of the desk that left stains of dust on her fingers.
"We are scorned by humanity but don't you think the gap in our species isn't that wide. We are as smart as you, you are as ruthless as us and through the creating of those inferior-ahem... Demiurges of your's we're formed a sort of union."
"A union of your demise."
"One might think so but that's not important now. How about we move to the main subject, You."
Drawing me in her an alluring gaze, she began closing the distance.
"Whiles not as twisted, I can sense a strange resonation between my abilities and yours and I'm left to wonder...of the possibility we can achieve together."
"..."
"Stunned aren't...confused about why a cryptic like myself will work with a humans."
One's close enough she backed away with a mischievous grin, taking a seat on a nearby desk.
"You see unlike my.brothern I have no appetite to humans and merely see them as a stepping stop for my evolution."
Giving of an ambitious look, she placed her hands forth and opened a palm where a crimson thread danced with no intent or purpose.
"In my year hiding in this academy I sent many of my agents to scout the outside world for me and at the end what I saw could be called meaningless. A neverbreaking tie that is the reality of our situation and as long as the tie remains I see no progress."
"Heh... progress!" I laughed at her words.
What right did she have forgetting it was her kind long ago whom retardered our progress. They killed so many, destroyed so many cities and countries and at the end the remnant of humanity had been forced to flee to the last continent now know of Union to survive.
"I one's saw potential in Doomsday but alas even they were powerless against that ancient trump card of your's."
I didn't have any trump but Slayers definitely had something.
"I thought Harvest could be beneficial but they all turned out to be a bunch of needles fanatic but at least they did provide me with materials."
"That explains the numerous zombies."
The estimation of the current zombies didn't match those of the victims recorded and even not taking that into account, her presence would have been know has she killed that many humans meaning the corpses now functioning as zombies had to have been provided by someone and hearing the name Harvest I wasn't surprised.
Whom else but those fuckers will aid a cryptic.
"So in the end what do you want?"
The conclusion was drawing near so I needed to ask her or rather it, it's intention.
"I want nothing."
Playful kicking her legs back and forth she responded.
"From the beginning I was a mere pest, whom found a human navie enough to aid me. World domination or the extinction of humanity isn't something I like but also don't hate it either. I want nothing and because of that I must have something...I am merely a curious creature after all."
"..."
"Surprise ain't it. How similar I am to you."
She was right, her taunts were definitely right. I also didn't want anything, this job I was doing wasn't something I wanted but I was only doing it to make sure I was worth of something at my end. I didn't care if I'll leave a meaningless life as long as my death held a value I'll be fine. The emptiness...that was were the similarities ended.
"You intentions, our similarities...I don't care. what I do care however is you elimination."
As I spoke various threads began to take form around I and it. The one's linked to me were gold while those linked to her were red.
"So you want to fight!" It smirk it's face growing cold.
"I had some many chances to kill you but I didn't. I kept you alive because you had a purpose,I even chatted with you and gave you a few info just for the thought of recruiting you and now even still you turn your gun against me. Isn't that cruel."
"Cruel is what you did to this school decades ago." I retorted against her actions of trying to play the victim.
"Okay I'm cruel so knowing that are you still willing to fight me!"
"....."
"As we speak each of you comrade has their life slowly coming to a close. The one commanding gravity will soon grow corrupted and rampage, the archer might become a casualty and the little girl will soon be too overwhelmed to do anything."
Her voice growing more threatening caused my will to waver.
"Ofcourse if you help me..I might spare their lives."
Like a temptress, her call to end their stalements was like music to my ears and the music in question was called Cornered.