"Boss! If this continues, you'll commit an irreversible mistake!"
In the Emperor's palace, Azicat stood up somewhat impatiently, her red eyes rolling at the direction in front of her.
"So what if I commit one? So what if I'm wrong?"
"Now, is there anyone who can stop me?"
Azicat spread her arms wide, her eyes having no focal point—she was looking not just ahead, but at everything.
"Heh, boss, there is."
"Hmm?"
The impatience on her face became more obvious. Azicat was already becoming displeased.
"You'd better watch your words, Funiya. Otherwise I might consider turning your little room into your training chamber."
Faced with Azicat's threatening words, Funiya rarely continued with her lazy tone. Her manner became serious, for once truly having some angelic bearing.
"My Lord, you are completely correct. With your currently fully liberated power, with no lower limits anymore, you are probably invincible. But you've forgotten—you yourself are ultimately not such a vile person."
"What nonsense are you spouting now?"
"Lily, your true name, the real you. That cute and lovable, brainless, somewhat trashy but ultimately incredibly kind white furball. The real you wouldn't allow yourself to become like this."
"It doesn't matter."
Azicat grabbed Blood Scythe with one hand and casually slashed several streaks through the air. The blood-colored blade light, like fierce wind pressure, easily added several cracks to the originally magnificent palace.
"I don't care at all, because… I don't plan to change back anymore. The current me is the real me—acting as I please, unrestrained. I should have realized long ago that no one can resist me. I should have been this free long ago."
"Yes."
The displeasure on Azicat's face finally turned into visible anger. She released Blood Scythe, and the divine artifact turned into a river of blood that surged and gathered into her body.
"Funiya, I didn't contract you to have you annoy me, did I?"
"Heh, our contract doesn't have a silence clause."
"Is that so? Then it seems I need to make your mouth shut up a bit."
"Sigh, it seems words alone can't make you change your mind. The only one who can stop you now is yourself."
Heh?
Azicat rarely showed a confused expression. She seemed to remember something—something rooted deep in her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, everything in front of her had changed.
It was a pure white hall, with countless white mists floating around. The thick mist spread to knee height.
Wait, why did she feel closer to the ground?!
No! How did she become short again!
Eh! That Funiya must have done something to change her back!
Heh? Changed back?
Wait! This place is!
Sure enough, the next moment, a pink-haired girl in black clothes walked out from the white mist in front of Lily. Even here, she was still so elegant, radiating a dangerous smile.
"Well done, Funiya, but do you think pulling me in here gives you a chance? How could this weak, feeble me possibly have a chance to defeat me?"
Lily instinctively backed away, her two small white legs moving rapidly. Only when truly facing this person could she realize what kind of monster she had become.
Tch! My head hurts! Funiya! What did you do now!
Boss, you mustn't lose.
What did you do!
I temporarily split you in half. One half is yourself, and the other half is naturally that person.
You gave me split personality disorder?!
No no, it's just temporary. That person represents all the dirty desires in your heart. You absolutely must not lose! If you lose, this world will really be destroyed! Then I'll have nowhere to relax!
You! No! How can I beat her! She's so scary! Psychos are too terrifying!
Imagine your strongest form besides her! Do your best! Otherwise you're about to rape Olesha!
Olesha?! Hehe, she is quite pretty. Who could refuse a fallen black dragon lady? That Emperor's aesthetic taste was really not bad—he got her such seductive clothes.
Boss!
Cough cough! Alright! I understand!
The strongest form besides Azicat! That goes without saying!
Come! Let me be chuunibyou one more time!
Silver Dragon King! Your wings cover the sky and block the sun! The shadows you cast are like abyss and hell!
I am you.
As the final chant ended, Lily opened her eyes again. Her distance from the ground had indeed increased.
She placed her right hand behind her back and elegantly raised her left palm. In her eye sockets, golden vertical pupils emitted a faint glow.
"Oh, that angel really managed to do it."
Even seeing Catania, Azicat showed no fear or retreat.
She stepped with crisp movements, smiling like a dancer about to take the stage. The only difference was that her originally pink hair, with its red-stained ends, began to flow wildly like a python.
The bloody aura spreading around her also became increasingly intense. Everything behind her began to turn deep red, violently blending with the original pure white.
"So? You want to fight? To finally settle things between us?"
"I don't understand why we, being the same person, need such meaningless conflict."
"Heh, there's no need for so many whys. You're interfering with me. Even if that's myself, you must still be eliminated."
The smile on Azicat's cheek faded. Her expression became cold, and the blood behind her scattered like red ink dropped into water.
The next moment, her mouth stretched to its limit in an exaggerated, grotesque maniacal laugh that shattered the last tranquility.
Crimson thorns coiled around her arm, finally forming the blood-colored giant scythe in her hand. She stepped forward with her right foot, the scythe's blade creating streaks of light in the air as it slashed toward Catania.
"I never imagined that even within my own heart, there was such a dark and base side."
Dragon scales protruded from Catania's hand, white scales layering together to form a silver spear. Golden light flashed through the gaps between each scale. She gripped the long handle and thrust it forward as well.
Boom boom boom!
Violent shockwaves like hurricanes overturned everything in this mental world. Pink hair was blown up, and Azicat's smile grew even wider.
"Is that so! This is quite a nice experience! To actually have a chance to fight myself! Excellent! Truly excellent! Come! Let me tear you apart! Completely remove this useless impurity from my body!"