GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?



The power he received wants to be set free. It wants to run without direction but he won't let it. He wants to wield the perks that come with this power as he sees fit. So he forced the cocoon to bend to his will. His loss of control of his gravity manipulation also receded.

He rose into the air as if levitating with the support of the people. He is never alone in a fight as the child of the plane. All he needs to do is call for support. It is up to him now to utilize the contributions efficiently. 

The first thing he did is to gain total control of the threads. It is necessary seeing as most of the threads are directionless. The cocoon of light warped and shrunk down. The threads fused together into one so the cocoon became a golden bolt. 

He became wreathed in the golden bolt. It infused his body and mind. It clung to him and moved around his body like another limb he didn't know he had. 

It looked like a golden snake around his fur entering his body sometimes and coming out of his ear other times. His eyes were like four multicolored stars as he stood in the air and gazed down at everyone.

He is flying despite the ban on flight in this challenge because the rules of the world fragment can't affect him anymore. He has broken them through his empowered will. The suppression on him loosened and his strength was unlocked until he reached both 100% of his body and mind. 

It is because he directed the power to the shackles of the suppression. The shackles couldn't be broken but they can be pushed back. The world fragment is not suppressing a single person anymore. It has to suppress billions of weak people joined into one and it is failing at it.

This is the first time since he became the child of the plane that he will activate the ability that comes with it so he felt surprised and slightly overwhelmed by it. The power is immense and heavy. It would be too much to control for a lesser being but Soverick is more than capable of controlling it. 

He can see the individual threads that make up the golden bolt and he can control them. They are hundreds of trillions in number. Their number threatened to overwhelm him. But they are weak individually so they can be manipulated with relative ease. It helps that they are without a direction and a will so he can impose his own direction on them. A very strong mind like his can achieve it quickly.

The irony is that the tiniest and weakest threads are the most difficult to control. They resist his manipulation stubbornly. The people that they came from don't believe in him or don't like him so their support for him is very small. Their negative feelings towards him were passed on to their contributions which made the weakest threads resist his control.

The threads formed a channel between him and the plane and he felt a will descend on him through it. It is a will of scattered thoughts and wants. It seems to be a creation of an amalgamation of interests and wishes but one thing is clear from the will. He felt trust, faith, and assurance from the will to him. It is stark, clear, and pure. He immediately knew that he has the support of the plane in this endeavor.

The will of the plane doesn't know what is going on in the clearest of manners. It just knows that what he is about to do will benefit the plane and it is willing to support Soverick in order to achieve it. He became confident with the assurance. He didn't need the assurance since he has power but it helped in determining his value in the grand scheme of things. It is always nice to know that he is appreciated.

'It seems Salvini was right about the competition being important to the plane. But that doesn't matter now. I am whole again and that's what matters.' He thought to himself.

Then he began to laugh. He spread his arms wide and laughed. He has gained strength and his fears have melted away. It felt like a huge burden has been removed from his shoulders which in actuality is what happened. His body and mind are whole again after the suppression on them has been removed. He feels confident and bold. All of his reservations have gone away. Strength will beat schemes when there is enough of it.

He gained assurance just as he gained power. The power that accompanied the assurance led to more tangible things.

He said as he laughed, "I am free."

He unleashed his power into the world. His divine sense spread out in its enormity. It covered a kilometer and more easily without stopping. Everyone around shivered as it passed by them. It felt like someone just spread a wet blanket over them. They felt the weight settle down all around them. It isn't heavy but it is there. 

His divine sense screamed within their minds with exuberant exhilaration, "FREEDOM."

His mental scream blasted their minds. It was not pleasant. If they were in the main world, his divine sense wouldn't be an anomaly but they aren't. According to the rules of this world fragment, something this powerful should not be used.

Everyone is supposed to be limited to 100 meters or at most, a little more than that. No one is supposed to have a divine sense that is 10 kilometers wide. A lot of them are also shackled to the transcendent level. But he has removed the suppression on himself. It is an anomaly that cannot be rectified.

He exhaled in sweet relief. He doesn't need air but the pleasure of being free from shackles compelled him to. Air rushed out of him with a sound that echoed in everyone's mind too. They understood then that Soverick has changed in more ways than one. He doesn't look powerful for nothing. He is actually powerful too.

A/N: There is a Character creation mission on the discord page. If you want a character named after you and you want to determine the type of character, then see about fulfilling the mission.