Siren Blade

Chapter 38 Soul Eater
The strange existence that appeared in my dream called itself "Siren's Blade".

I couldn't digest this information immediately, so I could only keep observing her, trying to find other suspicious things from her demeanor and behavior.But she was very suspicious from top to bottom, but it made people unable to tell what was particularly suspicious for a while.And in the process of observing, I also noticed some familiar places.Familiarity does not refer to her resemblance to "it", but rather that I seem to have met her somewhere else not so long ago.

The appearance of a young girl, the mysterious atmosphere, the identity of unknown origin, the tone of voice that seems to be my partner...

"Are you... Ren Sai?" I asked tentatively.

She admitted without hesitation, "Yes."

"You are not a warlock in the Security Bureau, let alone a character that exists in reality, but..." But the Siren Blade?my weapon?It's no easy feat to immediately believe such words, and it never occurred to me that Siren Blades were self-aware.

"When I was in the dream, I couldn't tell my real identity, so I had to call myself 'Ren Sai'." She said, "You seemed to want to hear a convenient name from me, but now that Now that I can declare myself, you might as well just call me 'Siren Blade', or 'Siren'."

"Siren..." I said the name while continuing to watch her.

"Isn't it very believable? Then you might as well adopt a hypothetical attitude like last time." She said with ease, "Just treat me as a child who likes to play tricks, and assume that what I'm telling is the truth before continuing to communicate. Bar."

"Alright. I'll assume that you are the Siren Blade first." Hearing this, I also found a little down-to-earth feeling, and proceeded the conversation according to the familiar track, "When you met me last time, you said that your spirit body was damaged to the point of being damaged. There is only an echo, what is going on?"

"Because at that time you were no longer able to summon me in reality. Although you don't always maintain the form of summoning me now, it doesn't mean that if you don't summon me, I don't exist, it's just 'hidden'; Only when you become completely unsummonable will I truly disappear." She said, "In the past you used the power of 'it' to make me visible, and when that power was only heat, I Naturally, only the echo remained. Originally, I couldn't even reach your ears with my own voice, but with the help of the special environment of the dream, I was able to talk to you and give you key reminders... At that time, I thought I didn't help you, but you seem to believe my words more or less, so I'm very happy."

"If I had to summon you from outside, why am I suddenly able to summon you myself?" I asked, "And...why have you never appeared before?"

"If you want to use someone else's hand to summon me, there will naturally be a huge gap between you and me, you can't hear my voice clearly, and you can't see my figure." She replied, "As for why you can summon me by yourself?" ...Perhaps it was because your true spirit was stimulated at the time of life and death, and I was truly liberated. Although you suffered many seemingly fatal injuries during the demon period, you have never met someone who really touches life and death. Threat, at that time you said that there was no concept of death is an exaggeration; but not long ago you came into contact with real death, and faced death for the first time.”

"Between life and death? Is it enough to awaken the power of the true spirit?" I asked suspiciously.

"Of course not only that, you have repeatedly summoned me in the past five years, which has made the conditions much looser." She said, "If the awakening of the power of the true spirit is likened to opening a door, for others, the lock of this door If it is very strong, then for you, the lock has already been broken, and the door is only ajar, and then you just need to push it open."

"Since you say you are my true spirit power...then why are you an axe? And you have your own consciousness?" I asked, "I heard that the true spirit power is just a pure force, and it is still The power is purely output from your own consciousness, so why does this power still have you in it?"

Hearing this, she actually said this: "About this... I can't give a definite answer either."

"why?"

"People don't know how many internal organs and bones they have, where they are, and how they work. I'm the same, even if it's about my own affairs, I don't know everything." She said so I said, "But if you want to speculate, you can still speculate. This may be because I am outside your original destiny."

"In your original destiny, it was impossible for you to awaken the power of the true spirit; moreover, it was impossible for you to even become a warlock. But the encounter with 'it' drove your destiny itself mad, so that the siren The blade, a weapon that cannot be born, was born..." She continued, "Because it is a force outside your destiny, it has the form of an external thing, which makes sense."

"This kind of statement is too unreliable..." I honestly expressed my feelings.

"So... what kind of answer do you hope to get? Or, do you want me to tell you this more—" she said, "Actually, I am the good side of 'it', after the evil 'it' is shattered, The kind-hearted me was finally liberated and lodged on your body, continuing to support you."

"It's absolutely impossible." I said without thinking, "How could 'it' have a so-called kind side."

She nodded: "That's right. It doesn't know good and evil, and there is no such thing as a good side or an evil side. This kind of metaphor is more suitable to describe you now and you in the past."

"You speak as if I'm a kind person now."

"Relatively speaking," she said, turning around and walking the street, watching both sides curiously.

It seems that for her, even in a dream, being able to walk on the street with a human body like this is quite a new experience.I intentionally matched her pace and followed her so that she could see clearly.

Although I was still expressing doubts verbally, I already believed in my heart, or I gradually "perceived" it.Although the specific logic cannot be explained in words, she is indeed something extending from me, the power of my true spirit and half of my body.From the atmosphere emanating from her, I sensed something very similar to myself deep down.

My own weapon has its own mind... This feeling is like the artificial intelligence in a science fiction story suddenly awakening itself one day, maybe I should be alert to this.However, there was no sign of malice in the eyes of her staring at me, as if she had also advocated in the dream that she would be my partner who would never betray.

"I suspected that you would be the one who implanted evil factors into my dreams." I said, "But if it's not you, who could it be..."

"What is the malignant factor?" She asked suspiciously.

"Don't you know?" Hearing this, I explained to her.

After listening, she nodded and said, "I sneaked into the dream after it was formed. According to what you said, if that wasn't the original appearance of the dream, maybe the so-called malignant factor was mixed in during the formation stage."

"I see..." I tentatively jotted down this clue.

"Do you regret it? Regret coming out of the dream, regret facing such a cruel reality..." She stared at me, "Maybe I shouldn't have reminded you at that time. If not, you might still be able to stay in that dream now inside……"

"So you acted in that kind of play just now?" I asked back.

"It's still some time before I wake up from the dream. Although it's acting, you might as well close your eyes and immerse yourself." She slowed down a little, waited for me to come up, and then gently held my palm, her voice softened, "Just Think of me as 'it.' In this dream...you can do whatever you want."

However, she is not "it".

"It" is a monster through and through. It never wears any clothes, doesn't know how to speak, and doesn't understand what it does.

But she is completely different, she will talk to me in a beautiful white ruffled dress like this, and walk on the street with me hand in hand, she can understand everything I say, and she knows how to answer every question I have.

In the past, I was a person with normal concepts in the dream, so when I faced her, I would feel incompatible heterogeneity from under the human body, as if I couldn't help but care about a little black ink on a white paper; but Now I feel more of her humanity. Although she claims to be the Siren Blade, the power of the true spirit, and a weapon, I still come to such a conclusion——

She is not a "monster", but a "human".

So I can't have the slightest desire for her.

Even acting is useless, I've already seen that she's not a monster.

"Is that so? It's a pity... I thought I could comfort you." Her tone was very regretful, but her expression was still calm.If you really want to say that she doesn't look like a human being, maybe it's the expression that doesn't change her face no matter what she says.So much so that I couldn't tell whether she was teasing me just now or telling the truth.

She changed the topic, "Forget it, let's talk about the business first."

"Business?" I asked, "Is it your real purpose for bringing me into this dream?"

"Yes. If you compare the Siren Blade to a computer and divide it into two parts, the ax and me. Then the ax is the hardware, and I am the software. And I have not fully completed the reboot work until today." She Explain, "And as software, I also have some functions of my own."

My attention was highly concentrated, "For example?"

"Do you remember when you died with the old bones and didn't die?" she asked.

"You mean... you can support my immortality? Like 'it'?"

"No, if your biological brain is completely destroyed, or if your spirit body is smashed to pieces, you will still die. But I can treat you for other injuries. Simply put, it is super-speed regeneration ability." She said, "At that time your heart was pierced but you didn't die because I was treating you. But at that time, I hadn't restarted yet, so the regenerative power given to you by support was also intermittent, which could only keep you in the future. The state of being dead."

After listening to it, I was relieved of a big confusion, and soon another question popped up, "Wait... I didn't summon you at the time, right? Why can you support my regenerative power? Could it be..."

She nodded, "That's the 'difficult'. Although I appear in the form of an external object, in the final analysis, it is the power flowing from your inside, so there is no reason why you must hold me to use that power. From now on, even if you don't hold me Summoned, you can also bless part of your power to yourself in permanent mode."

This is great news.If I don't summon the Siren Blade, I'm not much different from ordinary people. I don't have enhanced awareness or enough athleticism, and I will be very passive when encountering situations such as sneak attacks.

"From what you said just now, it seems that there is more..." I asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Also, um, I don't know if you would mind..." She paused, and then said, "I can devour human souls."

"What?" I was surprised.

"Specifically, I can devour the spirit body that you destroy directly...or indirectly. When the target spirit body is broken, its fragments will be swallowed by me," she said.

"Can I understand that... when you devour that soul, that soul itself has already disappeared."

"Of course, those who are killed by the Siren Blade will be destroyed physically and spiritually."

"Then it's fine." I didn't feel anything about this, and continued the topic, "What will happen if you swallow your soul, will you become stronger?"

Killing and eating souls, and then becoming stronger-this can be regarded as the kingly setting in many dark stories.

"Maybe it will become a little stronger after devouring the soul, but it's the same as people need to eat meat to grow their bodies. It's not such an immediate thing, and I don't recommend you to count on this." She said, "Eating spirit fragments mainly has Two uses, the first is to solve your battle time problem."

"In other words, those spirit fragments can serve as my 'fuel'?"

"Yes. Didn't you kill some demons in a different space before, and the spirit fragments of those demons are also stored in the Siren Blade. When you consume during the battle, I will burn the spirit fragments, Restore your energy to full." She calculated a little, "With the current fragments, it should be able to support you to fight continuously with all your strength... about 10 to [-] minutes."

10 minutes of fighting at full strength... It's already quite long.

If I am a track and field athlete, it is equivalent to allowing me to run a [-]-meter long-distance race at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint race.

And if there are a lot of miscellaneous fish demons as opponents, wouldn't I become a perpetual motion machine?
"What's the other use?" I asked.

"I can read the memories of the deceased by devouring the fragments of the spirit body," she said.

"Before the dead..." I suddenly came back to my senses, "Wait, the dead you mentioned... do you also include old bones?"

"Of course." She nodded.

(End of this chapter)