Chapter [165]

Zeoticus invoked a magical communication circle over his desk, tracing runes in the air with skilled fingers.

Hot Spring - Gremory Mansion

Sirzechs was enjoying a rare moment of leisure in the hot spring of the Gremory mansion. The hot, relaxing water, enveloped in steam, created an atmosphere of tranquility and serenity. He was immersed in the water, feeling the heat ease the tension from his body, when he sensed the familiar approach of magical communication. Zeoticus, his father, was trying to contact him.

"Father? What happened?" asked Sirzechs, raising his hands and tracing runes in the air. A hologram of Zeoticus appeared above the magic circle.

Zeoticus, with a serious and worried expression, looked at his son. "It's about Diodora. He lost control and attacked his own mother, Svetlana. She is dead. Dimitri is injured, and we can't contact Ajuka. We need you to reach him immediately."

Sirzechs frowned, leaving the hot spring and quickly drying off with a towel. "Understood, father. I'll try to contact Ajuka right away."

Still drying his hair, Sirzechs traced a magical communication circle in the air, directing the energy to connect with Ajuka. The circle glowed intensely, but the connection did not establish. He tried again, this time with more force and concentration. The magic circle glowed even brighter, but again, there was no response.

"Ajuka, always busy with his damned experiments," thought Sirzechs, irritation clear in his thoughts.

Deciding the situation was too urgent to wait, Sirzechs focused on a location spell, trying to sense Ajuka's magical presence. The energy spread throughout the underworld, seeking Ajuka's unique signature, but found only emptiness.

Sirzechs, feeling the urgency of the situation, spoke to his father again. "Father, I tried to contact Ajuka, but I couldn't. He must be in one of his secret facilities where communication magic is blocked."

Zeoticus nodded, the worry evident on his face. "I understand. What will we do now?"

Sirzechs made a quick decision. "I'll check the Astaroth mansion personally. We need to ensure the situation is under control and prevent further tragedies. We can't let Diodora cause more havoc."

Zeoticus agreed, his voice firm. "Very well, Sirzechs. Be quick."

Sirzechs prepared quickly, dressing and focusing on the teleportation circle. He traced the runes in the air, creating a bright portal that would take him directly to the Astaroth mansion.

Tokyo - Violent Neighborhood

Diodora wandered through the dark and dangerous streets of a violent Tokyo neighborhood. His eyes were red, and he muttered Asia's name repeatedly, pain and anger distorting his words. He didn't care about the consequences of his actions or the chaos he was causing around him. The red blotches on his skin pulsed with a threatening energy, visible even under the dim streetlights.

"Asia... Asia... Where are you, Asia..." Diodora mumbled, his voice weak and trembling, repeating her name like a desperate mantra.

As he walked, his lost gaze and the sinister aura emanating from him attracted curious and fearful looks from passersby, who quickly averted their eyes and moved away. No one dared approach Diodora, except a gang of bikers causing trouble in the neighborhood.

The bikers, dressed in leather jackets and displaying intimidating tattoos, noticed Diodora from a distance. They stopped their bikes, laughing and mocking him.

"Look, guys, it looks like we found another lost junkie," said the gang leader, a tall, muscular man with a scar on his face.

The other gang members laughed, approaching Diodora with slow, threatening steps. "Hey, man, where'd you get those clothes? Looks like you came out of a cheap fantasy movie!" mocked one of the bikers, pulling on Diodora's jacket.

Another biker, with a malicious smile, pushed Diodora hard. "Hey, are you listening? We're talking to you! How about telling us where you're going, or who this Asia is that you keep talking about?"

Diodora, without showing an immediate reaction, continued to murmur Asia's name, his mind completely focused on his pain and anger. The bikers looked at each other, laughing even louder.

"He's totally out of it! We should teach him a lesson," said the leader, raising his fist.

The bikers surrounded Diodora, laughing and mocking as they pushed and punched him. The passersby who had been there briefly looked but quickly averted their eyes and hurried away, ignoring the scene of violence.

"This guy is a joke! Look, he can't even defend himself!" shouted one of the bikers, laughing loudly.

Suddenly, an explosion of power erupted from Diodora's body. The intense red energy radiated from him, spreading in all directions.

BOOM!

The explosion of power was devastating. The shockwave swept through the area, destroying everything in its path. The bikers were thrown through the air, their bodies being torn apart by the force of the explosion. The surrounding buildings were hit, their structures collapsing in a shower of debris and rubble.

The passersby, who had ignored the scene earlier, were caught in the explosion. Their lives were snuffed out instantly, without having time to understand what was happening. The area turned into a field of destruction, with fire and smoke rising into the night sky.

Ruval's Mansion - Meeting Room (A Few Seconds Earlier)

Riser was in a meeting at his brother Ruval's mansion, discussing family business and future plans. He was sitting comfortably in a leather armchair, listening attentively as Ruval explained a new investment strategy.

Suddenly, a deafening sound interrupted the meeting.

BOOM!

The explosion was so powerful it made the windows shake and the pictures on the walls sway. Riser immediately stood up, his expression turning serious. He knew something terrible had happened.

Ruval, equally alarmed, looked at Riser. "What was that? It sounded like it came from the city."

Riser, sensing the magical energy involved, frowned. "Ruval, I need you to take care of Ravel and Asia. This can't be ignored. I felt a strong magical power in that explosion."

Ruval nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I'll make sure they're safe. Go and find out what's happening."

Riser traced a magic circle under his feet, creating a portal that would take him directly to the explosion area. "I'll be back as soon as I find out what happened."

With that, he disappeared into the magic circle, leaving Ruval's mansion to investigate the source of the destruction.

Tokyo - Violent Neighborhood

Riser teleported to the epicenter of the explosion, finding a completely devastated area. The surrounding buildings were in ruins, and the smell of smoke and destruction hung in the air. In the center of the destruction, he spotted a solitary figure within a crater.

"Diodora," Riser murmured to himself, frowning in disapproval. "What the hell is that guy doing here?"

He walked towards the crater, his steps echoing through the desolate scene. As he approached Diodora, Riser noticed the extent of the uncontrolled power emanating from him. The red energy still pulsed around Diodora, and his gaze was lost and frantic.

Riser raised his hand, tracing runes in the air and creating a magical barrier around the area, isolating it from the rest of the city and keeping curious humans away. The barrier glowed intensely, emitting a bluish light that extended over the entire area affected by the explosion.

"Diodora, you've completely lost control," Riser said, his voice firm and authoritative. "What are you doing here, causing this chaos?"

Diodora looked up, his red eyes fixing on Riser. "Asia... I need to find Asia..." he mumbled, his voice filled with desperation.

"You are truly pathetic, Diodora," Riser said, his voice full of disdain. "All this because of a ridiculous fetish for nuns? You've completely lost control of yourself."

Diodora, without seeming to fully understand Riser's words, continued to murmur Asia's name, his mind focused solely on his obsession.

As he observed Diodora, Riser thought about the butterfly effect his reincarnation had caused in this world. The changes and consequences were evident, and he couldn't help but reflect on how his actions had shaped the events around him.

'My reincarnation has truly created a massive butterfly effect,' Riser thought, recalling all the changes that had occurred since his arrival. 'Diodora is just one example of how fate can be altered in unexpected ways.'

Suddenly, a glimmer of lucidity appeared in Diodora's eyes. He stopped mumbling and fixed his gaze on Riser. His mind, previously lost in a whirlwind of pain and obsession, cleared for a moment. He remembered something crucial: Riser was the person who was with Asia.

Diodora slowly stood up, his eyes still glowing with contained fury. "Riser... you... are with Asia," he said, his voice gaining strength with each word. "You... took her away from me."

Riser frowned, observing Diodora's sudden change. "So you finally remember something beyond your pathetic obsession?"

Diodora took a step forward, his red energy pulsing around him. "I will... get revenge on you, Riser. You will pay... for taking Asia."

Riser was not intimidated, but his expression became more serious. "Do you really think you have any chance against me in this state? You're nothing but a broken puppet."

Diodora, despite his unstable condition, gathered all his strength. His mind was fixed on a single goal: revenge. "You... will see, Riser. I will... destroy you."

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