"So you're saying..."
"You're Venom's child?"
The torrential rain gathered into streams on the streets, like rushing brooks searching for low-ground outlets.
On the way to his destination, John didn't continue using his abilities. Instead, burning with curiosity about the symbiote, he fired off a string of questions to Agony.
[Though I hate to admit it.]
[But... yes...]
Agony seemed deeply dissatisfied with Venom. This emotion even transmitted to John's heart.
John's mind sharpened with alarm.
He definitely didn't want to be controlled by some out-of-control monster.
This near-insane speed was enough to slaughter every Shelby Family member...
[You seem to have paranoid delusions?]
The relationship between symbiote and host was like one body. Their emotions and thoughts were tightly connected.
The worry that flashed through John's mind, though subtle as a breeze across water, was still keenly caught by Agony. Her lazy tone carried a hint of mockery.
[No need to worry.]
[Symbiotes forever follow the Father God. He is our creator, the undying flame in the depths of our souls.]
The cool, magnetic smoky voice echoed in John's mind, deep and captivating.
At the same time, John could clearly feel Agony's near-fanatical faith.
[Our lives are as small as stars, yet brilliant because of the Father God. He is our entire existence, the eternal faith in our hearts.]
[The Father God is the truth we'll defend at any cost!]
"Father God?"
"Who?"
"That little bastard Tiger?"
John suddenly laughed.
In his eyes, no matter how big Tiger's reputation, he'd always be that hot-tempered brother drinking warm milk. "Father God" seemed exaggerated and unrealistic.
[...]
Agony's tone paused slightly, then spoke slowly in a cold voice containing a thread of threat.
[If possible, I'd really like to bite off your head, even if you are the Father God's brother.]
[Watch your mouth!]
"Oh, alright, alright..."
John shrugged helplessly, indicating he wouldn't dwell on the term. Then he continued: "So, Agony, can you tell me why you're dissatisfied with your father?"
He didn't distrust Tiger. He was more afraid Tiger was being deceived by this monster. That crazy, wild, terrifying emotion kept impacting his mind.
This forced John to be cautious.
[That waste doesn't deserve to be the Father God's symbiote. Only I am qualified to accompany the Father God.]
[Unfortunately...]
The emotion Agony transmitted was extraordinarily intense.
That strong jealousy and unwillingness even affected John's thinking.
If not for the Shelbys' consistently firm will, the instant Venom appeared, John would've taken Agony to fight Venom to the death.
"Waste?"
John's mouth twitched.
Though Agony's speed was terrifying, he'd also witnessed Venom's power. That violent, fierce oppressive feeling remained unforgettable. Wasn't this word a bit too extreme?
"Can't really say that. At least Venom's color suits Tiger's temperament..."
He smacked his lips awkwardly.
Regardless, what Agony said made him feel both helpless and guilty, like his brother Tiger had given him the best, prettiest toy.
"Of course, your color is beautiful too."
"Suits my temperament."
[Color?]
Agony suddenly laughed mockingly.
[Black is the lowest-level color for symbiotes. The Father God deserves a nobler, more dangerous color!]
[That waste's survival and evolution abilities are indeed the strongest among symbiotes, but without a perfect host, symbiotes of that color only deserve to be food.]
Her tone overflowed with hatred and contempt for Venom. If not for the Father God's intervention, the first thing she'd have done after birth was swallow Venom whole!
"Whoa... uh..."
Sensing the unwillingness in his mind growing stronger, John quickly changed the subject, trying to soothe Agony.
"What about you?"
"Purple must be powerful!"
[Of course. Purple represents pain and torment. I was born with extreme speed and the ability to manipulate electricity—that black waste can't compare...]
Agony spared no effort belittling Venom.
Though she knew she couldn't stay by the Father God's side like Venom, she still used every method to prove herself stronger than Venom.
As if only this could make her feel better.
The rain gradually eased, transforming from the earlier downpour into gentle drizzle.
"Oh, we're here!"
John interrupted Agony's tirade.
This symbiote's image in his mind had gradually shifted from a lazy, proud queen to a nagging Soviet babushka. It gave him a headache.
Fortunately, the destination was right ahead.
Inside the brightly lit villa, figures crowded together. The party for London nobility seemed to have attracted quite a crowd.
Behind the windows drifted youthful energy.
Clear, bell-like laughter wove together, faintly penetrating the glass, drifting into the night sky...
"They're having a party?"
John frowned slightly. Looking at the alluring or innocent figures behind the windows, he vaguely sensed something off.
There were no fools in this world. Only those who thought others were fools were the real fools.
[Do you want to monitor the people inside?]
Though filled with longing for the Father God, Agony had to admit she was now John's symbiote. As a symbiote, she had to quickly familiarize John with her various abilities.
"We can hear their conversations?" John asked in slight surprise, touching his temple.
"We're five hundred meters from the villa..."
[Of course. This is trivial.]
[Even that waste Venom can do this.]
No matter when or where, Agony never forgot to mention Venom.
[John, remember this.]
[Symbiote senses differ from humans'. They're not traditional eyes, ears, tongue, nose...]
Seeming to sense John's confusion, Agony sighed silently, then spoke more directly:
[If you can't understand, you can call this Enhanced Reconnaissance Mode...]
The instant her words fell, John suddenly realized the world he perceived had undergone earth-shaking changes. The clear vision the symbiote granted him was infinitely magnified in an instant.
The villa's walls seemed to become transparent glass. The figures moving about behind them all appeared as thermal images, fully visible. He could even catch the subtle moment when a girl secretly farted.
"Lina, your gemstone ring is so pretty."
"Where'd you buy that pearl necklace? I want one too."
"When's that young master from London showing up..."
"Korus, ready?"
"Those guys will definitely come!"
"Make sure they never leave!"
As clearly audible laughter and the sound of loading guns reached his ears, John couldn't help exclaiming in admiration.
"Whoa, this is incredible."
Sensing John's restlessness, Agony immediately asked: [Need to activate combat mode?]
"Of course..."
A vicious smile crossed John's lips.
[Excellent. That's my favorite too. I'm starting to appreciate you, John.]
[Based on combat intensity and scenario, I've divided combat mode into multiple modules.]
[This time we'll activate the strongest Annihilation Module. I'll lead you. Next time, I hope you'll...]
"Wait wait wait!"
"Annihilation Module?"
John's eyes widened. He asked incredulously: "You mean you want to kill those girls too?"
"No, absolutely not!"
Agony: (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
I shouldn't have had expectations for this guy.
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