Legendary Architect of Apocalypse-Chapter 189: Bigger than you can imagine

He landed softly on a patch of overgrown grass, far from the alley filled with decaying corpses.

This place was just as quiet, but it looked much cleaner than even the city, with not even a single lifeless body in the open.

He looked down at the small, frail body in his arms. Real or not, this fragile girl deserved better than to rot unceremoniously in a filthy alley.

With a heavy sigh that stirred the dust around him, Elias gently laid her down on the softest patch of grass. He didn't have a shovel, but he didn't need one.

He extended his hand, and dark energy gathered around his fingers. He channeled his power into the earth, not with destructive force, but with careful control.

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The ground softened. Soul and small stones started rising, and were aside as if guided by an invisible hand, forming a small, neat grave. It was deep enough to protect her in the afterlife.

Once the grave was ready, he carefully lifted the girl again. The coldness in his gaze flickered for a moment, replaced by a complex mix of sorrow, doubt, and a strange, distant sense of loss.

Was this grief for the sister he remembered, or pity for an unknown child caught in the crossfire of a world he barely understood? He couldn't be sure.

'Real or not,' he thought, echoing his earlier resolve, 'You deserve peace.'

He lowered her gently into the earth. Her dirty clothes seemed even more pathetic against the dark soil.

For a moment, he hesitated. Should he say something? Offer some words? But what could he say? Apologies felt hollow, and promises felt pointless.

The confusion clouding his mind stole any genuine sentiment he might have mustered.

Instead, he simply stood, observing the still face for a final moment. Then, with another gesture, he commanded the soil to return.

The soil flowed back into the ground, and covered the small body, tucking her away from the harshness of this world. He didn't create a mound, or any trace that could be used by a stranger to find her.

He left almost no trace, except for the disturbed patch of earth that would soon be overgrown like the rest. He didn't want a marker. He didn't want this place to be found. It was a secret between him and whatever truth lay buried with her.

He remained standing there for a long time, the dark wings folded tightly behind him, looking lonely against the backdrop of crumbling ruins.

The conflict in his mind hadn't vanished. Burying her hadn't brought clarity, only a sense of emptiness that he had lost even his past that he couldn't completely trust. His identity itself was in question, along with his sense of self.

"A graveyard? Why did he come here?"

Two children from the Creator Class landed behind Elias, watching the traces of soil being littered around. It made them understand what had happened here.

They had followed him while keeping their distance.

"He buried her," one whispered, sounding very confused himself. "Why? It's just a corpse. And why specifically that girl? Does he know her?"

"Who cares? Maybe he looked similar to someone he knew? It's not as if an Ashborn would know someone from this trashy world," the other retorted back, his eyes fixed on Elias. "He wasted time. Look at the timer. Only fifteen minutes left. We should be ready."

"Hah, I am always ready! Whoever gets him first, will own the points. Don't come crying to me after I win."

"You will win in no universe. Just you wait."

Elias finally turned away from the unmarked grave. The coldness had fully returned to his eyes, which were sharper now.

"You know why I didn't stop you from following me?" Elias asked, his cold eyes staring down on the two boys.

"Because you know that you are going to die anyways? What's the point of resisting when you're only going to lose. It would be such an easy score. Don't think we don't know how you killed the Professor!"

"Exactly! The story of you cheating has already spread across the entire Academy! You used a treasure that you received from your family. As for your soul beast, it's a pathetic low grade one. Do we even need to be scared of you?"

"The only one we are serious about even a little, is the girl that has been sneakily following us, maintaining a distance of a few miles. After we deal with you, we will crush her as well as everyone else that came here!"

"You seem very confident," Elias raised his head, and watched the timer which had only ten minutes left.

The two boys had already had their Beats ready to chew him up the moment that timer hit zero. They didn't even take him seriously.

Elias rose into the sky again, and flew away from the cemetery.

"You think you can run?" The two boys chased after him again, and inside a football field, surrounding Elias once more.

The timer had only sixty seconds left now, with the test on the verge of beginning.

"Although it's useless, you can still try summoning your low grade beast. You still have a few seconds. Make it fun for us!" The boy said while his flaming lion roared loudly, taunting Elias.

Meanwhile Elias simply stood there, with his arms crossed around his chest. Professor Helen landed before them.

She placed a bracelet on his wrist. The same bracelet was placed on the others' wrists before she disappeared, not sparing even a single glance to either side.

Within a few seconds, she placed the bracelet around the wrist of children that were spread around earth, and returned to the sky next to Elten.

"I am warning you. Don't even try to help your brother," she reminded Elten one last time, who looked as carefree as ever, only watching the football field on an illusory screen.

"You should worry about the others. It might be a bigger disaster for your class than you realize yet." Elten smirked, noticing something on the screen that Helen hadn't noticed in her hurry.