God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Lucy\'s black halo glowed with a sinister light, and her lance, pulsing with dark energy, was raised toward the facility. The dark flux around her coalesced into a massive sphere, radiating raw, destructive power.

"She\'s about to break through," Linsley muttered, his tone edged with urgency.

Aurielle stepped to his side, her violet eyes narrowing as she studied the scene. "Impressive. But if you\'re planning to stop her, you\'d better make it quick. That kind of power isn\'t just for show."

Linsley clenched his fists, the black mist around his hand intensifying. "I\'ll handle it," he said firmly, his gaze never leaving Lucy. "Stay back."

Aurielle tilted her head, her grin fading into something more serious. "Oh, I wouldn\'t miss this for the world. Just don\'t expect me to sit on the sidelines if things go sideways."

Linsley didn\'t respond, his gaze fixed on Lucy as the battlefield seemed to hold its breath. Each step he took radiated purpose, his Annihilation gift swirling darkly around him.

Then, just as the tension reached its peak, the dark mist faded. Linsley dismissed the destructive aura with a subtle motion, unwilling to let it escalate further.

Instead, his Real Fantasy gift manifested, forming a translucent shield of shifting flux around him. Its shimmering surface pulsed gently, a clear signal that Linsley was approaching with caution—but ready to deflect any attack.

Aurielle followed a few steps behind, her usual teasing smirk tempered with a quiet curiosity. She sensed the unspoken tension radiating from Linsley and the connection he shared with the formidable woman standing at the center of the chaos.

Lucy\'s crimson eyes locked onto Linsley as he approached. Her black halo glowed faintly, and the dark flux around her lance swirled menacingly.

For a moment, her cold and ruthless facade held, but as her gaze shifted to the beautiful woman standing behind him, a crack appeared in her composure.

"Who is she?" Lucy\'s voice, sharp and biting, carried across the battlefield. Discover hidden stories at empire

Her crimson eyes narrowed as she gestured toward Aurielle, her tone laced with something between suspicion and jealousy. "Why is she here with you?"

Aurielle\'s violet eyes sparkled with mischief as she stepped forward, clearly enjoying the tension. "Oh, me? I\'m just the delightful company he can\'t seem to shake off. You must be Lucy. Heard so much about you." She gave a mock bow, her tone dripping with playful irreverence.

Lucy\'s grip tightened on her dark lance, her gaze flickering between Linsley and Aurielle.

For a moment, the cold mask faltered, and her voice dropped to something softer. "Linsley… who is she really?"

Linsley sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Aurielle is…"

He hesitated, realizing how any explanation would only fuel the fire. "She\'s… irrelevant to this."

Aurielle scoffed, folding her arms. "Irrelevant? Really? And here I thought we were partners in all this chaos." She grinned, clearly enjoying Lucy\'s visible irritation.

Lucy\'s eyes hardened, the coldness in her voice returning. "So, you\'ve picked up some stray to follow you around, is that it? Do you think she can replace what we had?"

Linsley stepped closer, his voice calm but firm. "This isn\'t about her, Lucy. This is about you. What the hell are you doing? Why go this far?"

Lucy\'s lance lowered slightly, though the dark energy around it didn\'t fade.

Her crimson eyes flickered with emotion, a mix of anger and vulnerability. "You\'re asking me why? After everything they\'ve done—to Ted, to others like us—how can you even stand there and defend them?"

"I\'m not defending them," Linsley replied, his tone steady. "But this? Destroying everything in your path? You\'re risking innocent lives, Lucy. That\'s not who you are."

"You don\'t know who I am anymore," she shot back, her voice trembling slightly. "You left. You moved on. And now you stand here, telling me I\'m wrong for doing what needs to be done?"

Aurielle watched the exchange with growing interest, her usual smirk fading. For once, she held her tongue, sensing the weight of their shared past in the unspoken words between them.

Linsley took another step forward, his shield shimmering faintly as it absorbed the flux pressure radiating from Lucy. "I didn\'t forget you, Lucy. But I\'m not going to let you destroy yourself over this."

Lucy\'s grip on her lance trembled, her cold facade crumbling as she met his gaze. "You say that now, but where were you when I needed you?"

The question hung heavily in the air, cutting through the tension like a blade.

Aurielle broke the silence, her voice surprisingly gentle. "Seems like you two have a lot to work out. But maybe save the heart-to-heart until after we deal with the rampaging beasts and, you know, the collapsing lab?"Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn

Lucy\'s eyes flicked to Aurielle again, the coldness returning briefly. "And why is she still talking?"

"She\'s not wrong," Linsley said, his tone softening. "This isn\'t the time, Lucy. Let\'s stop this madness, and then we can talk. Just you and me."

For a moment, Lucy hesitated, the swirling flux around her dimming slightly. But the vulnerability was fleeting, replaced by a renewed determination. "If you want to stop me, Linsley, then show me. Show me where you stand."

Her lance glowed with dark energy once more, her posture shifting into an offensive stance.

Linsley sighed, his hands flexing as the translucent barrier of his Real Fantasy gift pulsed faintly around him. "So be it," he muttered, bracing himself for what was to come.

Aurielle, leaning casually against a nearby pile of rubble, smirked. "Oh, this is going to be good."

Lucy\'s crimson eyes burned with unrestrained fury, her black halo flaring to life above her head. Dark, shadowy tendrils emerged around her, pulsating with raw power.

Her black feathered wings unfurled with an audible crackle of dark flux, and the very ground beneath her feet seemed to darken, succumbing to her presence.

"You dare to stand against me?" Lucy hissed, her voice cold yet trembling with emotion.

Her lance shimmered with a dangerous light, channeling her dark flux into its blade. "If you won\'t step aside, Linsley, I\'ll make you!"