The manipulation between reality and fiction...
With just his eye, he made her experience her own death, and the pain was real.
The followers swarmed around their leader, anxiety gnawing at their faces. Lara was the most frantic among them.
Kim said with a provocative calmness:
"Don't worry... I only made her sleep for a little while."
Lara screamed at the top of her lungs:
"Isn't this cheating?! It doesn't count! And you didn't win!"
Kim laughed... a loud, mad, unnatural laugh. A laugh that sent chills crawling through everyone's bodies.
"Your leader will tell you the result," he said through his laughter, "when she wakes up."
He continued to laugh, a sound that made those around him tremble. How? What was he talking about?
After that, the followers carried their leader's body away. She did not wake up for three full days. Everyone assumed she had fought an unknown aggressor, but Lara kept repeating:
"She fell on her own... no one fought her."
Days passed, and she still didn't wake. Lara decided to go to Kim. She needed a solution... any solution. She looked for him in his usual spot in the city, but... he wasn't there.
She asked someone: "Where is Kim?"
"He said he had to accomplish something important... something he's working on," they replied.
She asked eagerly: "And what is it?"
He shook his head: "I don't know."
As she passed through the crowds... she saw him.
Kim was sitting with a group of base angels—wingless. Power lies in the number of wings, and for that reason, they were of the lowest rank.
One of the angels screamed in anger:
"You are the reason the leader fainted! You must help her!"
Kim smiled... a smile full of sarcasm.
He spoke in a tone that set their blood on fire:
"Three days and she hasn't woken up? Haven't you found an angel or a saint of a higher rank? How ironic... you boast of your strength and your ranks, yet you are incapable of healing a single leader?"
Then he laughed. He laughed while looking at them with utter disdain.
What he wanted had finally begun...
Igniting the conflict. Confirming that they are nothing.
Mere nobodies.