Thanks for Exalted, Gallerhad and Michael Thunder for becoming as Supporters!
===BREAK===
"So that's how it is."
Qingque nodded. Even without the core, such a meticulously crafted clone was enough to impress anyone.
After all, this was a replica personally made by an Elation Pathstrider.
Qingque poked the black humanoid's cheek.
"Hm, the color is odd, but it really does feel like flesh."
"Eh? Just now… it seemed like it looked at me? No, I didn't see wrong. It did look at me."
She hurriedly asked Aha, "Giovanni, is this a living person?!"
Qingque had assumed the clone was merely a shell, but when she poked it, its eyes twitched ever so slightly.
Though the movement was smaller than a single hair and the expression remained that same 'life is meaningless' look, she was certain it wasn't a trick of her mind.
Giovanni had actually created a fully living human being in such a short time?
And modeled it after the Aeon of Elation?
Aha, unsurprisingly, just shrugged in response to her doubt.
"Otherwise, it'd be disgusting if it were dead."
"Besides, what fun is there in playing with a dead object? Alive is far better for amusement."
"Although this body has almost no strength—it's as fragile as a normal human, handle with care—it's still a hundred times better than a mute doll."
Despite saying that, Aha looked increasingly annoyed at the clone's stiff, rigid posture.
It felt as if THEIR Path was being devoured.
So, THEY turned THEIR back, unwilling to look another time.
Disgust practically etched across THEIR face… if THEY weren't wearing a mask.
THEY clicked THEIR tongue and sighed: "Tch, might as well just die."
"Might as well just die…"
Qingque lingered over the words, unsure where to even begin with her commentary.
The clone itself was needless to say—a marvel of biology, practically a work of art in terms of its craftsmanship.
But what made it even harder to process was something else entirely.
You, an Elation Pathstrider, not only secretly create a clone of an Aeon for fun, but you're also utterly disgusted by it, wishing it would just die.
Are you really an Elation Pathstrider? Such disrespect toward your own faith's deity…
Even aboard a Xianzhou ship, some might dislike the Arbiter-General, but none would dare casually toy with a divine model—especially a living, breathing clone.
She warned, "Giovanni, if you do this and the Aeon of Elation finds out… isn't that a bit dangerous?"
I don't care how THEY punish you, but being this close, we shouldn't suffer unintended consequences.
"Eh~~"
Giovanni waved indifferently, puffing out Their chest with theatrical confidence.
"Relax. The Aeon of Elation doesn't care about such trivialities."
"When I created the clone just now, I already communicated with THEM. The greatest Aeon permits us to play as we please."
Then, as if that wasn't enough, THEY added: "The creation of this clone had THEIR help. THEY explicitly said, 'Don't worry about breaking it, just worry about not breaking it,' and told us to go all out. If it gets ruined, that's on THEM."
"Hm…" Qingque remained silent, genuinely unsure what to say.
Alright… it has to be you, Aeon of Elation.
Even special permissions are sent for something like this.
This world is a little crazy… and apparently, she was just not used to it.
She glanced at Huohuo, who shared the same wide-eyed look, and felt slightly relieved.
Luckily, the madness wasn't in the world itself—it was in the Elation Pathstriders!
Watching the two dumbfounded girls, Sylvester's gaze returned to Aha. He quietly sipped his tea.
THEY really hadn't lied. This was all with Aha's blessing.
The process may have differed slightly from what Qingque imagined, but the principle remained.
Setting down the cup, he asked, "Giovanni, are you ready to release the magic?"
"Of course! I've been waiting for this!"
Aha remained turned away from the clone, wand in hand, muttering: "Riddikulus!"
With a flick of Their wrist, the wand shot a beam of light directly at the clone's chest. The glow immediately expanded, fully enveloping it.
Aha's consciousness followed, wrapping the clone completely.
Hehe, just imagine how absurd and ridiculous this dreadful, boring thing will become—truly something to look forward to.
Qingque and Huohuo held their breath, watching intently.
This clone had been made by An Aeon THEMSELVES—its value was immense.
It might be their only chance in life to use an Aeon as a test subject.
The magical light surged rapidly, the clone's outline shifting violently.
It seemed to sprout layers of elaborate clothing.
Just as everyone was staring in awe, Huohuo's Tail glowed.
A ball of fire appeared, and Tail reentered the scene.
"Ahem, I'm not forgiving you for speaking nonsense, I just…"
He was about to save face, but the light vanished, revealing a brand-new 'Aha' before them.
Their lower body wore pristine white stockings and refined rounded shoes.
Looking up, they were dressed in a black-and-white maid uniform, every stitch immaculate.
And that wasn't all—a pair of cat ears perched atop THEIR head, fluttering slightly in the breeze.
The outfit was flawless—well, except that Aha was wearing it.
Tail had just appeared and immediately lost composure at the shocking sight.
He burst into wild laughter.
"Wahaha! Where did this idiot come from?!"
Tail darted around the clone, chattering nonstop: "Look at this outfit—must be high-end stuff. Too bad, I have no idea about this."
He asked Huohuo in disbelief: "Who is this, so bold to go out dressed like this? If it were me, I'd have already headbutted a block of tofu and died."
Huohuo and Qingque exchanged glances, then Huohuo quietly whispered with her hands over her mouth, "It's the Aeon of Elation."
"Hahaha, it's the Aeon of…"
Before Tail could finish, his expression froze, hard as steel.
His fiery eyes almost shot out of their sockets as he stammered, "T-TheA-A-Aeon of Elation?!"
===BREAK===
Like the story and want more chapters?
Join and support me by joining my Patreon!
[email protected]/SiRoasa