The Martial Unity

Chapter 2011 Deluded Inheritor

The very foundation of who Rui was had been shaken to its very roots.

The words of the Divine Doctor were more painful than anything he had ever experienced in his entire life.

Pure horror erupted from within the depths of Rui's heart at the revelation.

RUMBLE!!!

Heaven and earth shook as the world mourned alongside him.

A single quivering whisper escaped him.

"I'm not John Falken…?" The light of terror lit up in his eyes as his body shivered, entering a state of shock.

The very root of his identity had been ripped out.

Ripped out with apathetic cruelty.

"Correct," the Divine Doctor grinned with amusement. "The soul transference ritual is a method created by the Beggar Sage, the Psycher, and, of course, the Divine Doctor. We each play an equally important role in the ritual. I handle all of the creation and production of the vessel with the goal of reducing the probability of incompatibility between psychology and physiology. I adjust all anatomical, physiological, and biochemical parameters to be close to that of the original's body. My skills are so supreme that the impossible becomes not only possible but plausible."

Rui stared at him with raw horror, frozen in shock.

"The Psycher handles the optimizing mental states for the vessels. Using his extraordinary understanding of mind, he puts both the donor and inheritor vessels into truly extraordinarily deep trances, certainly vastly deeper than this dungeon or Martial Artists do, without which extracting every memory is absolutely impossible." The Divine Doctor's tone was clinical. "The Beggar Sage is the greatest genius of information, knowledge, and epistemology. He handles the transference of information. You cannot even begin to fathom how extraordinarily difficult it is to transfer the actual information of memories. The soul transference ritual is an impossible miracle that can only occur when the three of us pool in our extraordinary prowess together. And yet…"

He stared at Rui with fascination. "…here lies an inheritor we never created."

He turned away from Rui as his eyes wandered about with curiosity. "It certainly isn't possible for this to have naturally occurred. If it was done by a conscious agent, then they either independently arrived at the soul transference ritual or…"

His eyes grew more intense. "…or stole it from us. Yet, just knowing the means and mechanics isn't enough; without our skills, the ritual would be impossible. Or so I thought…"

to Rui

be. I am John Falken! There

The Divine Doctor laughed.

He laughed heartily.

symphony of Rui's despair

as Rui

RUMBLE

of rage and bloodlust emerged from within the

distorted with hellish

very world is distorted under the maelstrom of Rui's emotional

"I will kill you."

I am not the Divine Doctor. I am simply a quasi-clone who is subconsciously convinced he is the Divine Doctor to prevent the inevitable subconscious psychological distress that emerges with identity discrepancy. Even if you kill me,

disappeared as horror lit up within the depths of Rui's eyes. "Other

Belt. How do you think I survived death from Martial Sages? They can use their nation-wiping power all they want, but they can never kill the Divine Doctor's legacy. Even if they kill any particular inheritor vessel, another shall take its place. Do

powerful than immortality. This is eternity. The Divine Doctor's legacy is infinitely more meaningful than his life. Death is as meaningless as it is inevitable. All materia must come to an end, but

That is why you may kill me if you wish; it

going

glared at

flickered with horror, rage, and a maelstrom

that stirred within

could not kill the Divine

not

He simply could not.

would undermine everything he had worked

the past five years. Three years of a voyage through the Beast Domain and two years of preparation in the Mellow Manifold would

simply could not

very least, he needed to heal his father. Perhaps after that, he could kill

that

It was a tantrum.