☀️ Arselia and Akonia

As soon as their lips parted after a long kiss, the girl broke into a fit of coughing.
- What's wrong?.. Are you okay?
The young man who had been kissing her moments ago placed his palm on her back and rubbed it caringly.
- It feels like I swallowed something wrong...
- Some saliva just went down the wrong pipe, happens to the best of us.
- You think?.. Well yes, probably... Ha-ha... Khe-khe...
Having made sure she was alright, June sighed with relief.
- Well then... Until tomorrow? Today was a wonderful day, of course—the kind that only happens once in a hundred years.
- Uh-huh. Only I can't promise I'll have time tomorrow; who knows what the commander might come up with.
- Fair enough. Then keep me posted.
- Okayyy!

After one more light kiss, the couple parted—Kylika went to Carneol, and June watched her leave with a sinister gaze. No matter how much Naria and Carneol took precautions, it was impossible to protect against everything. Should he only wish it, Kylika and Aria would explode into a kaleidoscope of endless suffering and take both the villa and the headquarters with them, and with better luck, all their inhabitants as well. Akonia, of course, could hardly be wounded physically, but morally she certainly could—no matter what kind of singularity she was, human emotions were not foreign to her. This was the main flaw of living beings. But for now, it was still too early—it was necessary to wait for the morning attack and, before that, resolve certain matters. June covered his face with his palms, and a few seconds later he decreased in height, the white hue of his soul changed to gold, and his current visage looked nothing like how he had appeared moments earlier. He stepped onto the threshold of "Upgrade," confused the craftsman with conversations in the voice of a female dwarf known to him, and stole his soul. The Scarlet Sphere—that was the name of this useful tool. With its help, one could utilize the rich experience of captured souls—and with the spirit of Orros Sanderstrike, he intended to provide the army of Nephiria with enchanted equipment that would be very useful in the war against the empire. The only downside to this artifact was that if the life of the victim's physical shell ended, their soul would return to the cycle of life and death; therefore, the little dwarf had to be left among the living, but this wasn't much of a problem, as he posed no threat in a vegetative state. In the morning, when the chaos begins, "June" will appear in another region of the empire disguised as Emperor Purian and declare Akonia responsible for everything happening, while himself heroically "fending off" an attack by the undead. But he had other goals as well. For example, the many-faced sorcerer intended to appear before Gaheris Bors in the guise of Kayasa Morax, and before Kayasa Morax in the guise of Sillion. Fire, earth, water, wind, light, darkness, cosmos, and matter—"June" had acquired a high level of resistance to all of these, and weapons capable of dealing him real damage were now only in the hands of the junior phantom and the head of Ikigai; that is why he chose Lord Ravenedge as his second victim. Repeating his spell, he transformed into Princess Ayano and strode toward XXX.

Opening the door and quietly ascending to the second floor, "Ayano" finds her target in intimate proximity with Ayano without quotes—he was kissing her everywhere and lovingly touching every inch of her flesh. This act was interrupted by the appearance of a third party. Analyzing the situation, "Ayano" decides that words will achieve nothing here and tries to hit both with an AoE, but before that receives a preemptive strike from "Void's Edge" and falls dead to the floor. Moments later, only a scarlet sphere, a pile of bones, and a grayish gemstone remain of her.

Reflexively dealing with the uninvited guest, the Lord rushes to his beloved with great anxiety in his gaze and voice.
- Ayano... Are you okay?!