The Voice On The Rival's Head

Chapter 13: The Origin of the Birth

The setting of the game was a noble school and your name written on that game was... Verite Bloome's.'

'Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.' Verite took a breath to calm himself down, Mefras suddenly dropped this information bomb on him.

Verite took hold of his chest and took a breath, the information having implications if what Mefras said was the truth, the good implications and the bad implications.

"Verite, are you okay?" Caena asked from the lower bed, she sounded worried with Verite who suddenly woke up and breathed heavily.

"Yes I'm fine, I just have a weird dream." Say Verite.

"Oh..." Caena went back to sleep, it seemed like she was exhausted.

After checking if Caena had slept Verite into her conversation with Mefras, many things Verite wanted to ask. 'So that means Duke Bloome is a-'

'Wait a minute.' Mefras cut that mindset. 'We don't know if Duke Bloome has a wife yet, don't jump straight to the idea that he's your father... Does he have a wife or not?'

'I don't know, people always talk about Duke Bloome and his success alone, I've never heard of the romance involved with him.' Verite only heard about his achievements which was good because Verite lived in his territory so having a government with high achievements is a good thing.

He had never heard of his love life or family, so he did not know whether Duke Bloome already had a family or even a wife.

'Look, don't jump to a verdict, if I have to harden the word 'if' the game I'm playing reflects the future, it doesn't mean Duke Bloome is your father, it's possible that he adopted you because of your talent in Thaumaturgy, maybe in a world where I don't get in your head, you took his offer to enter Thaumaturgy class and become his adopted son.' Mefras gives Verite an alternative, perhaps her very strong talent Duke Bloome who loves Thaumaturgy decides to make Verite an adopted son.

'Yes you may be right.' Maybe it was a good thing, if Verite was Duke Bloome's biological child it would tarnish his character as a father, because why would he let his son live in a facility for orphans? Is he a good father? Does Verite have to accept it?

Or maybe it was all just a coincidence? Mefras does not remember much about the game he played except with the appearance of his character, it's possible that the character has the same name and appearance as Verite, red hair is not a rare hair color, it's possible that the character has the same name and appearance as Verite, maybe the character designer just happened to pick that hair wana.

'What do you remember about that game?' Verite asked, he was still curious, maybe Mefras' memory had a clue.

'Not much.'Mefras replied, all I remember is your portrait character and the setting of the noble school, the rest faded because I had not played that game for a long time and also never finished it.' Answer Mefras.

Verite was dissatisfied with the answer and it seemed that Mefras noticed it because he immediately said

'If you still doubt you can ask Mr. Jardi tomorrow, maybe he knows because he seems to know Duke Bloome.' Mefras Advice.

'Yes, I'm too curious to let this go.'

'And if you get his answer what would you do?' Mefras asked.

That question left Verite speechless, what would he do? What would he do if Duke Bloome was his real father? Will he jump into his hand? To a father who doesn't recognize him? And what would he do if they didn't have a relationship? Will he show his Thaumaturgy talent and present himself to be raised?'

Verite didn't know what he was going to do.

'You can choose another path.' Mefras replied, it seems like he heard Verite's mind voice.

'Other streets?'

'You can be an independent Thaumaturgy researcher, you've seen the buyers of Bloom and Gloom, they are independent researchers who do not have a master.' Say Mefras.

'Or you can throw out Thaumaturgy and sell fruit, flowers of all sorts or even open a restaurant. There are many options you can do Verite, do not be bound by two choices only.' Mefras stopped, letting Verite process the word he said.

'I know I brought this to you but I must remind you, the most important thing is not a royal status, or a blood relation, the most important thing is your own happiness, so I ask you to think about what you really want, what really makes you happy and if you really want it I'll be behind you and push you.'

'Wow, I didn't expect to hear a lecture at night.' Verite yawned, but she felt even more relieved, the tip of her lips rising upwards to a smile.

'You are right, my happiness is the most important thing, there are many choices in my path and I will be careful in choosing it.'  Verite closed her eyes, letting the darkness envelop her consciousness in her arms.

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'Do what makes you happy.' The word got stuck in Verite's mind, in front of her an empty book that she was going to use to write her plan.

Currently Verite is alone in her room, Mefras is walking enjoying her new body and Caena goes to do her job in Bloom and Gloom while Verite is left with time to spare.

He had no idea what would make him truly happy but he knew that he had the pleasure of making the Mefras construct doll and seeing it move gave him a sense of accomplishment that Verite had never felt before, the sense of accomplishment was more than the sense he felt when he first managed to cast a thaumaturgy magic.

So with those things and experiences in mind Verite began to describe what she wanted to do now and what she needed to live it, the pencil in her hand started to move.

He wrote the materials he needed, the things he would develop and the designs he wanted to create, Mefras had given him a lot to think about, his pencil tip kept moving describing Verite's future plans.

This plan was a grand, ambitious plan, a plan much larger than the wooden doll he had made.

Since Mefras Verite has been waiting for his call, the call to create and the call to be great, in the future that Mefras saw he was a Verite who mastered the power of fire but this was not the thing that Verite in this period wanted, the ability to control fire was an interesting ability, but after seeing the many things that Mefras showed him Verite wanted to make.

Verite wants TO CREATE. He wanted to make a cupboard that could store meat with a long time, he wanted to make a vault that could go fast on the road, he wanted to make a tool that helped him fly in the sky

And most importantly, he wanted to make...

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Mefras returned from going around the place, completely grateful for his new ability to move, even though his body has many shortcomings he still enjoys the freedom that the body gives.

Surely everything has an end, though, time was dark and he didn't want to worry about Verite so he went back into Verite's bedroom and what greeted him was the sleeping figure of a red-haired girl clinging to her desk.

Mefras wanted to lift her to her bed but unfortunately she was just a doll that was only slightly bigger than a cat so all she could do was shake Verite and tell her to get up, it's not good for him to sleep at the table.

While doing so Verite swayed and her writing book fell, the page caught mefras' eyes, she tried to grab the book with her fists, awkwardly he could flip the pages of the book and the one written there surprised him.

All the technology that Mefras showed him was detailed, all the tools that facilitate written life with the theory to recreate its function, this all looks detailed for an eight-year-old child.

Mefras continued to turn the page, amazed at the note Verite made and at the end of the day he reached the last page, which he wanted to make him laugh, because of how irrational it is and how likely it will be in this world.

Mefras will be happy to see Verite's dream of making the Giant Robot come true.