73 Chapter 73. Destruction of Genjutsu
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Walking a little further down the corridor of the second floor and almost reaching the door that stands out from the others, Franz caught sight of another man, looking like his slightly altered reflection. His twinkling dark green eyes looked with annoyance at those walking. Long solid hair, like an illusion, shimmered with different shades of black and gray. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and a distinctive red bow tie.
When Franz and the butler approached the man, he said with an undisguised grin. - Since you're so late, then apparently you're still dreaming about what you didn't get?
Pausing, Franz raised the corners of his lips and replied in a relaxed manner, - My dear brother Albert, although unlike you I did not inherit our father's mutation, I inherited the intelligence of both our parents. - Removing the smile from his face, Franz shook his head sadly. - But unfortunately, you will not understand this.
- What did you say?! – An angry exclamation rang out along the corridor, accompanied by the formation of new, smaller black cracks in the room.
Standing between the two young men, the old butler calmly looked at Albert. The young man's previously white face began to be covered with thin black illusory cracks, apparently causing him severe pain.
Opening his mouth, Alexander spoke in a cold threatening tone, which felt like pressure on the very soul. - Mr. Albert, I ask you to stop, otherwise I will be forced to use force.
As if scalded by lightning, Albert returned to his former state. Fear appeared in his gaze for a moment, which was quickly replaced by irritation and contempt. Looking at this, Alexander sighed inwardly sadly.
- Your father is already waiting. – Passing by the young man to the door, the butler stopped in front of a double door that was different from the others in this corridor. In addition to the large size and rich finish, an incredible number of cracks could be seen on the door.
Taking hold of the crossed-out brass door handles, he pushed the doors away from him with visible force. As soon as the door opened a crack, Franz and Albert felt a tingling sensation on their skin and a strong pressure. It was as if the space itself had become more solid. The utter darkness of emptiness opened before them. As if the cracks penetrating the corridors merged, forming an unknown-sized space.
Clenching his teeth, Franz, feeling the stiffness in every movement, slowly followed Albert walking calmly, making almost no effort. Passing by Alexander leaning against the door frame and stepping into the void, the young man felt dizzying changes in his surroundings. As if he did not understand where the earth was, Franz lost his footing, collapsing to the earth that appeared from nowhere.
- Hmm... since you've finally come, I think it's worth telling this sad news for our family.
Lying on the ground, a cold and emotionless, rattling voice suddenly reached Franz's ears. Making an effort, the young man got up from the ground, examining the surrounding space.
"Oh, apparently even this high-level genjutsu can't fully reproduce this moment of memory. Hmm, maybe it's due to the influence on my soul."
Trying to control the barely perceptible chakra flows in his body, Samato suddenly felt a little progress. At the same time, he felt the genjutsu space begin to collapse at every word of the emotionless voice. Concentrating on the opportunity that appeared, the scientist took advantage of the scheme of chakra channels imprinted in his memory, began to direct a small flow of chakra to the eyes, concentrating it in them.
The scene of the memory continued its movement. Raising his head, a blurry, misty space appeared in front of Franz. The land on which he stood went beyond the horizon, as if into infinity. The incredibly dark sky, violating the laws of physics instead of absorbing light, illuminated the surroundings.
When the young man's gaze focused on the source of the voice, Samato felt the genjutsu space tremble once again. As if it was impossible to reproduce, a blurry humanoid figure hovered in the air, more than five meters in height. Dressed in a black cloak covering her body, with exactly the same coat of arms on her right chest as in the paintings previously seen by Franz. She coldly, without a fraction of emotion, looked down at the two young men.
The space around his body cracked and distorted, opening black holes in space, making the picture of memories more and more blurred, and the control of the chakra flows Itself more free. But even if you looked closely, you could see through all sorts of distortions a face like a two young people, covered with black cracks pulsating with energy and with solid black eyes.
Seeing that the two's attention was focused on him, the giant finally coldly continued. - A few days ago, your mother, using her power to help me, received a serious backlash.
As soon as these words were uttered, Franz's calm expression collapsed, replaced by horror and fear. – How serious is it, Father?! Is there anything I can do to help?! – Saying these words, in the green eyes of the young man, in addition to worry and fear, one could see hope.
- Why are you suddenly so nervous, doctor? Was he really afraid for our ma…
The following words did not leave Albert's mouth due to the appearance of a strange pressure throughout his body. Franz, ignoring his brother's words, continued to stare intently into the giant's black eyes, trying to see something in them.
Obeying the narrative of memories, the environment around the young man became immersed in the impenetrable darkness of emptiness. The only thing that stood out among the impenetrable emptiness were two incredible eyes, blacker than the darkness itself, which pressed on the essence of Franz's being.
Samato, controlling a small amount of chakra, felt a strangeness in himself, but decided to ignore it. The only thing he was focused on right now was trying to feel his byakugan.
Suddenly the darkness around Franz disappeared. The giant and his brother were still standing in their places, as if nothing had happened. Finally, to the intense expectation of the young man, the giant continued in a cold tone again, only to make Franz collapse to the ground in sadness.
- She's dead. Her spiritual mutation suddenly began to evolve, and I couldn't help her. Unable to stand it, her spirituality burst out, destroying her own soul.
In shock, Franz stared at the empty surface of the earth, muttering to himself. – How could this happen? After all, Mom was a grade 10 spiritual type mutant... practically the pinnacle of perfection among mutants.
- If she died, then her mutation got the better of her. Having devoted her time to research, she said many times that we mutants can become a perfect being. I agree with her, but in order to become one, it is necessary to have the strength and overcome the imperfection pulling us down. Your mother couldn't do it and it should be a lesson for you. Do you understand my words?
- Yes, Father. – Having stopped feeling the pressure on his body, Albert replied with displeasure.
Franz, in turn, sat silently on his knees with his head down. His green eyes dimmed. But when he felt a heavy, oppressive gaze on him, he slowly looked into the black eyes again. - Father, but I'm not a mutant. How do I become the one you've been telling me about since childhood?
As soon as this question was asked, Samato, who practically felt an abundant amount of chakra in his eyes, froze, turning his attention to the memory. But to his disappointment, all he saw was that the giant, after a fraction of silence, suddenly moved his lips without making a sound, saying something.
In the next moment, Samato felt the genjutsu space tremble again. Throwing everything aside, he concentrated on his byakugan. As soon as this happened, Franz's green eyes changed to white, with a slightly prominent pupil.
Samato's gaze widened, covering previously invisible wastelands of space. Like a straw that broke the camel's spine, the genjutsu space could not stand it, it began to collapse. Watching the silhouettes of Albert and Franz, as well as the space itself, shatter into fragments, Samato was surprised to find that his father was still standing in place, carefully looking at him with black eyes.
Appearing from nowhere, a small illusory silhouette hovered on his palm, giving the scientist a warm feeling. Looking into the blackness of his eyes, Samato felt as if time itself had stopped for him. After an unknown amount of time, maybe a second, maybe an hour, the giant suddenly began to be covered with an abundance of black cracks. When his body was already on the verge of destruction, he suddenly squeezed his hand, shattering the illusory silhouette into many pieces. As soon as this happened, Samato felt a strange change in himself. But before he realized it, he saw that his father had disintegrated into many pieces. It was followed by the genjutsu space.
