Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

"Yes, and I wanted to explain to you my dream. You see this place, right? This absolute hell hole that we call a city? Well, I dream of making it a better place. I mean, the solutions are right in front of us, but the corporations and families are too scared of losing their oh-so-sacred profit… so I'll just do it myself. Even if it takes me my entire life, I will change the fate of this city."

I just stayed silent, my eyes lingering on the passing crowd behind her.

"Come on, say something. Do you think I can't do it? Hm?"

"I never said that. It just… seems like a very distant goal, but if that's what you want to do, I won't stop you… and… okay, I understand why you don't want to tell me about your class. It will destroy your dream, right?"

She looked at me as if I had said something pitiable.

"It's more than that. It will destroy everything I have worked to build up to."

"So… is it something crazy strong? Rare? Possibly threatening to the continent's government?" I questioned my sister, but she didn't respond as she pulled out a small white carton with red letters indistinctively painted on top of them.

As she turned it around and tapped the bottom, a small stick of white and brown plucked out, gently falling into her hand.

"The stress is crazy, y'know… especially when your own brother refuses to help you," The young woman smiled, and as a blue flame slowly erupted from her pinky, she lit the cigarette while taking off her mask.

"Phoenix."

"Hm? Did you say something?" My sister asked as she took a puff of the stale smoke, letting it warp around her lungs, and then swiftly pushed it out from the sides of her lips.

"Oh, nothing," I muttered, carefully analyzing her expression, which slowly began to melt from her cheery and, I guess, stern expression when she wasn't around me.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Her eyes softened, and tears swelled up in her eyes, softly dropping down her cheeks as she stared up into the air.

Her lungs were hit with a double whammy as even in between smoking; she had to breathe in the heavily polluted air, which I assumed felt like inhaling straight gasoline.

"There are lots of buildings around here. People could be watching from afar and taking pictures of what you are doing now… what you had just done."

"I'm well aware…." She muttered, staring up into the sky, and her pupils almost seemed to slim into a cube as another stream of soft tears ran down her tender cheeks.

After taking another puff of smoke, blood-curdling screams erupted from the crowd around us. I was confused at first but decided to look at where they were staring at… and well, it was as gruesome as they had made it out to be.

Bodies tumbled through several windows around this cramped plaza, falling from the tallest of buildings while covered in flames so bright and blue that they shimmered like they were their own sun.

They shimmered as if they weren't brutally melting the skin and flesh off of the bones these people had been training all their life to obtain.

The flames mercilessly disregarded anything about the person, whether they had been blackmailed into doing this, whether they had family for them to go back to, whether they needed the money from this job… not like I cared, though.

"Don't feel bad," My sister muttered, placing her hand on my shoulder with such swiftness that I couldn't even detect it until her fingers wrapped around my shoulder.

"Why is that?"

"They're these new things called Watchers. Specialized organisms breed and are trained for the sake of spying on people… although their fighting capabilities are what make them noticeable. As long as I take care of them before they can even graze me… then I'll be fine,"

My sister looked like a completely different person as she watched each body fall faster and faster before splatting on the ground, mechanical parts flying out the flesh, and being caught by the surrounding crowd.

"Don't feel bad for them. Trust me…"

"I never said I felt bad for them. They were spying on you… their background means nothing to me, but I thought such things meant something to you… I guess not?" I looked up at my sister's expression, which was a mix between annoyance and sadness as tears continued to stream down her cheeks. "Why are you crying?"

She looked at me with soft eyes and placed both of her hands on my shoulders. Her eyes glistened with each tear that fell from her pink tear ducts. And then, she brought her lips close to my forehead, kissing it so gently that it almost felt like she didn't even graze me.

"I want you to survive. Please. Please don't die because I don't want to go back to that fucking family…." My sister gritted her teeth, a massive vein nearly popping out of her neck.

The sound of her teeth gnashing and grinding together was disgusting, and after taking a singular puff of smoke, she calmed down and looked up at the sky once again.

"There are more… want to see a spectacle only I can show you?"

The woman smiled with such a wide grin that it made all of the other previous emotions seem like they were fake.

I slowly shrugged, a gesture more than enough for my sister to proceed with a blazing smile of glory.

FWOOSH

A massive web of blue flames connected over the cityscape, covering the entire plaza, erupting a few screams of terror but also garnering a few eyes of awe as they looked up at the spectacle. I was one of them.

Upon closer inspection, nine still wriggling bodies hung from their torsos on each strand of the blue web, slowly being consumed from the inside out by these blazing flames of liberation.

"Well? Shall we get going now?" My sister stretched out her hand, the web disintegrating, allowing the bodies to fall limply toward the ground.

And so, I took her hand and followed her down the dirty street, ignoring the screams of terror that echoed through the skyscrapers.