Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 184

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Chapter 184
This time, it was not a life from a different iteration. It was an event that existed in Ocula’s memories as well.
“Pardon? You’re asking me to gather a list of weak Beastkin families?”
Rarely, the Retainer questioned Ocula’s words. This had occurred roughly a decade ago.
Pierre’s wife had given birth to a daughter.
That year, Ocula summoned her advisors on a whim she couldn’t explain.
“Pardon? A vo… no, the authority to choose a successor… is that so?”
She had established a new system.
Several branch families of Orcas and weak Beastkin families with unusual or remarkable talents despite their weakness.
She had secretly granted them the right to vote on the succession.
It was the voting rights of eight families that Illia had explained to Calypso.
The bewildered expressions of those who had gathered were still vivid in her mind.
“…Matriarch, though it is indeed an honor for our families to be given such a role, may I ask why you are granting us this… opportunity?”
Among these eight families, Illia had mustered the courage to ask respectfully.
But Ocula could not answer.
Why was that?
She herself could not answer.
Strangely, the more she thought about it, the more something like a letter seemed to flutter before her eyes.
She wondered if she had fallen ill, but Ocula ultimately did not retract her whimsical decision.
Nor did she reveal the reason to them.
“…Why on earth would I do such a thing.”
Ocula was beginning to realize it.
No, she had sensed something from a moment ago, but had instinctively refused to acknowledge it.
Why had Calypso Aquasiadel spoken to her with such hostility in this place?
And why had that mature appearance suited her so perfectly, without a hint of discomfort?
…Why had she made a decision she could not understand?
As Ocula clenched her lips, someone quietly landed beside her.
“You remember it all.”
It was a young boy with blue hair.
He wore a drowsy, vacant expression, but the moment he saw Ocula, a dark light flickered in the beautiful boy’s eyes.
“You cannot turn away from it.”
It was the Dragon Duke. The boy carried a mysterious serpent that emitted a blue glow on his shoulder.
The snake’s eyes shone with the same ethereal light as the Dragon Duke’s.
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-Your Grace…
Ten minutes ago.
Ekion floated in the space he shared with Tus.
-Will you really use it?
When a dragon enters a temporal rift, they gain immense power in their hands.
Normally, they would use this power to prepare for growth.
Dragons possessed a critical weakness: if they failed to grow within a certain timeframe, their existence became unstable.
However, Ekion had no intention of using this power for growth—he wanted to channel it elsewhere.
-Tus, I don’t think this is right…!
Tus was too busy trying to dissuade Ekion from his plan.
But he failed to stop his master. Tus felt like sighing.
With time already running short to find Calypso, Ekion summoned Ocula here first instead of her.
And he even chose the timing to show her. His intention was unmistakable.
‘Calypso probably arrived at the time she wanted…. I need to fetch her before she flies off to a different timeline….’
Tus groaned inwardly.
Meanwhile, Ekion descended beside Ocula.
Ekion had learned emotions.
And through learning, he discovered something.
That humans often fail to understand their own hearts despite possessing them, and sometimes knowingly deceive themselves. How foolish.
So Ekion decided to act.
“You cannot run.”
He would reveal to Ocula the truth she had forcibly ignored while watching her own past.
Rather, it was something an ‘Ocula’ from some point in time had felt but turned away from.
And this succeeded spectacularly.
“….”
The Dragon’s cold gaze fixed on Ocula. She was bewildered by the countless hypotheticals flooding her mind.
Calypso’s demeanor, the unusually vivid scenes unfolding before her eyes, and….
The truth was right in front of her.
“The Dragon Duke manipulates spacetime.”
“….”
“This place might simply be some day that could have existed.”
Faced with the truth, Ocula felt bewilderment wash over her.
Memories surged forth in her mind like an explosion.
The past ‘Ocula’ had felt ‘guilt’ for the first time upon her granddaughter’s death.
She had wanted to hide how her heart wavered over that mere letter.
Apology? Regret? How dare she feel such emotions?
She was ashamed that she, a strong Matriarch, could feel such things.
It was absurd.
To think she wanted to overturn her past decisions.
She who had made every decision right through strength and survival.
She refused to acknowledge that she had committed something irreversible, something that regret could not change, nor could she undo.
“Remember it all.”
The words that fell at the end were a sentence.
And the moment Ekion touched her lightly, unfamiliar memories poured into Ocula’s mind.
Only memories of Calypso’s pain.
“Remember yours too, and Calypso’s time.”
A cold voice pierced through her mind.
As if someone were squeezing her skull, Ocula couldn’t help but let out a groan.
“How dare you, without my permission, to do this to me…!!”
A tremendous and savage force of water surged from Ocula’s body, but.
This place was a gap in time.
Ekion bled as the scattered power dissipated without a trace.
“You can’t tell Calypso about this.”
I implanted the memories of her past life and Calypso’s agonizing existence into Ocula. And I placed a seal so she could never speak of it to anyone.
“Don’t be understood.”
Ekion witnessed the scene where Atlant’s mere remembrance of the past made Calypso into something uniquely irreplaceable.
If the Matriarch remembered the past, Calypso might eventually be treated well.
That possibility alone made something quiet boil over.
I only hoped she would regret it.
Even if her mind shattered in the process, it had nothing to do with me.
“This is your punishment.”
The Dragon delivered a terrible punishment in place of the returner.
After all, everything Ocula currently possessed would be taken by Calypso anyway.
I would deliver this punishment myself.
Would Calypso praise me for this?
The young boy thought innocently and pressed his finger against Ocula’s forehead.
“When you fall asleep, time will repeat.”
All the time Calypso suffered through is now Ocula’s.
Ocula Aquasiadel, unlike Calypso, cannot tell anyone about this.
Ekion smiled beautifully at the world.
“You can’t die.”
Even in death, it must be by Calypso’s hand.
Revenge belongs to Calypso.
“Ha….”
Ocula, now knowing everything, let out a hollow laugh.
It was an empty laugh.
“Ha ha, ha ha ha ha.”
The laughter of the Orca echoed through the void.
“…Defeat.”
Yet there was no one to help her.
Ocula realized it.
“Then will you forgive the one who wronged you?”
For the first time in her life, the granddaughter she had favored as if she were drawing her ideal child was the being who hated her more than anyone else in the world.
She had become the protagonist in an extreme created by revenge alone.
Because this truth stemmed from a past mistake she could never undo.
“You’re really foolish. Your question is wrong.”
…So that’s how you smiled.
“It’s not about forgiveness. You need to apologize. As the perpetrator.”
You had delivered complete despair.
Ekion’s final gift. No, the punishment had arrived.
A scene unfolded before my eyes.
A crumpled letter on the desk unfolds. The first-cycle Ocula stared at Calypso’s letter for a long time.
Her belief that the weak deserved to be eliminated remained unchanged.
She hadn’t been wrong.
This conviction would never change for the rest of her life.
“…Yes, if we ever meet again.”
I didn’t understand then why I was muttering such futile words.
“I’ll make an exception.”
Without knowing what it meant for an exception to exist.
She repeated the same mistake in the second cycle, the third cycle, and beyond.
Thus, she created something irreversible, forever.
Ocula’s hollow laughter grew louder. Like the laughter of a madwoman.
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I was busy pacing back and forth across the meadow, groaning.
‘Damn, this place is seriously huge.’
What was I supposed to do about this?
At this rate, I had a feeling I wouldn’t find Ekion even if I walked for a lifetime.
‘Wait, is he even here?’
I couldn’t hear Ekion’s voice anymore.
What good would it do to find materials I’ll never locate! I need to get back to Father to use them.
My chest filled with anxiety.
I felt like I might collapse under the weight of this urgent desperation.
What should I do?
Moreover, wasting infinite time here like this was also a problem.
I couldn’t let Father keep his eyes closed.
‘Or maybe, like before when showing my life, the space just shattered. Since this is a space too, what if I just keep hitting the void and it breaks or something?’
That was the moment I was thinking such absurd thoughts.
A blue light mixed with gold descended before me.
That light is…
I lifted my head with a sense of joy.
Someone descended gently from the empty air.
“Calypso.”

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