Glutton Berserker ~ The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels

Chapter 205 – Father and Son is…

My attack couldn’t reach my dad.

As it is… I will never stand in the same place as Dean Graphite.

[Help me, Kairos.]

『Fate…..This power…..』

When I fought Myne in Hausen, I was drawing out the power from the machine angel (Luna) who was inside the Gluttony skill. I should have noticed at that time.

Why was such a thing possible… I should’ve given it more thought back then.

But, I know now.

Kairos, while pointing to my chest, said,

That he’ll always be there. And it will never change.

Even before I realized… he was by my side from the moment I was born. He took in those who had been devoured by the Gluttony skills…

Greed probably knew that Kairos was inside me. Someday, this time will come, so he may have been watching over slowly.

[Oy, when did you find out that Kairos was actually inside me?]

『The moment you took hold of me for the first time.』

[I knew it.]

『It’s Kairos’ wish. He’s the true form of the Gluttony skill. Be careful when using his power.』

[So it was actually intentional back then?]

I was referring to the battle against Aquarius in Hausen. When I thought I made some mistake by activating the fifth form’s secret that cost me Greed’s existence.

『You are our only hope. But I willingly did that. We are alike in regard of recklessness.』

I unconsciously smiled after hearing that.

Recklessness. Most of our fights had indeed concluded thanks to our recklessness.

Kairos’ power started to flow around my body. His memory of countless battles also surged into me.

『For once, you’re very close to the original.』

[There’s still more to come.]

Overflowing aura covered my body. The color was reminiscent of Kairos’ impressive red hair.

[Let’s do it together from now on.]

I called out to Kairos inside me. More power overflowed as if responding to my call.

『Shall we？』

[Let’s go.]

I drew the black bow once more, increasing the magic output. My target was Dad.

The power of freezing that could reject my attacks. Unless I can overcome that, there’s no way I’ll get anything out of him.

The bright red aura turned into magic power that burns like flame.

Gathering up into the form of an arrow. Fire.

Dad wielded the black spear to get rid of it. Even the surrounding air froze in an instant when the spear collided with the crimson arrow.

The flame arrow did not freeze this time. However, the cold air from the spear didn’t decline, and the two conflicting powers continued to clash.

[Dad!]

Using the surrounding buildings, I jumped towards the black cube where Dad stood. Running to approach him once I got there.

After shooting another flame arrow, I quickly switched back to the black sword. Following closely behind the arrow.

Apparently maintaining the freezing air to handle two flame arrows was a bit tough even for Dad. I could feel the coldness that stung my skin diminished.

I wreathed the black sword with my red aura, and cut.

Adding it in tandem with the two flame arrows to break through.

That should be enough to knock Dad away from the black cube… or so I thought.

[Is that all, Fate?]

[Kuh.]

Dad flicked away the crimson arrows and my slash. The appearance of the black wings sprouting from his back perplexed me. At the same time, I could feel my decaying wings flutter for instance.

[Those wings…]

[As you can see, I’m far from being serious. So what now? Do you still want to continue?]

[You can’t treat me like a kid forever.]

[Then, come.]

I should’ve gotten stronger now. But it felt like Dad was also gaining power proportionally.

I reestablished my posture, and wielded the black sword against Dad.

Dad blocked my attack with the black spear rather easily. The attack was by no means stronger than my previous slash, but it’s strong nonetheless.

I felt that we’re at least on par with each other earlier. But now, Dad returned to being more powerful.

Is Dad somehow gaining power as well?

『Fate, have a look at his wings！』

The wings… There’s indeed something different about the black wings.

The tips of the wings were dyed red!? And the color continued to expand, like the root of a tree absorbing water.

The larger the red part became, the stronger Dad’s attack. The color reminded me of my own aura.

[No way…my power.]

Dad swung his black spear sideways, disregarding my surprise. I couldn’t dodge since the edge of the black cube was right behind me. I had to block it.

The black sword and the black spear collided and scattered pale sparks.

[Your power and mine are similar, Fate. You devour power, while I absorb power. However, there is a difference.] (TL Note: it remind me to Sekiryuutei and Hakuryuukou from DxD)

[This is…]

I could feel my strength fading. Is it because I am consciously looking at it? This time it is clearly visible. The aura around me was being sucked up by my Dad’s wings.

[The difference lies in the trigger condition. Yours requires killing another party.]

[…my strength.]

[But, mine can be activated whenever I want. You cannot win against me]

If I had to guess… Dad was absorbing my magic power. Using【Appraisal】, I could see that my stats had not gone down, but my magic power was steadily decreasing.

Let alone putting up a fight, I will be sucked dry if I didn’t do anything.

[Damn.]

Then how about this!

It’s one of the skills I gained when I was fighting my way here through the monsters of Gallia continent. The power of an ancient monster――abnormal status【Poison Attack】.

Let’s see you absorb this.

Switching from two-handing to one-handing the black sword with my right, I used my left fist to launch the【Poison Attack】.

[Thought so.]

He jumped back to dodge. As soon as he did, the sense of fading strength disappeared.

[You’re not good against abnormal status.]

[Everyone is. Where did you pick up such a dangerous skill?]

[On my way to see you, Dad.]

[You also pick up any skills of the enemies you killed, I should’ve remembered.]

[I have it whether I like it or not, Dad.]

[You’ve grown strong.]

By imbuing the black sword with【Poison】, it became impossible for Dad to absorb my magic power. I was planning to use the opening to recuperate, but…

[Now then, should I attack as well?]

Dad pointed the tip of the black spear at me. It’s a familiar stance.

That stance…I know it from somewhere.

(You fool…evade now)

Rafal’s voice rang in my head. Still the same old Rafal.

I immediately understood what he was trying to say. Focusing my consciousness, I predicted the movement of the black spear.

There.

Dodged it by a hair breadth before the spear tip hurt my sword arm. Meanwhile I could see Dad still remained in his original location.

But there’s something different with the black spear. Part of its tip was missing.

Where did it go?

It jumped through space, trying to pierce my dominant arm.

The same attack that Rafal used in the past.

[Good judgment there.]

[Why…how?]

[It’s the characteristic of this Sin weapon. It can read its wielder’s mind and shape it into a real ability. If the previous wielder left a particularly strong impression, the skill associated with that wielder will remain in the spear. This space leap attack must’ve been created by its previous wielder.]

Rafal’s sharp tongue did leave a strong impression indeed.

[Then whose power is the freezing air?]

I asked my Dad while avoiding the black spear that could jump through space.

[This is my power. It freezes everything. It seems to reflect the state of my heart now… It’s the exact opposite of what it used to be. I’ve changed too.]

Dad made a lonely face as he raised his magical power. He began to unleash intimidating magic power so much that I felt the illusion of being crushed.

[Don’t die, Fate. It’s almost time to get rid of this.]

Dad pointed at his face.

The stigmata on his face shone brighter. It shone vividly, redder than blood.

[It seems that the stigmata has recognized you as an obstacle… I can’t control it anymore.]

[Dad.]

[If you want to stop me, you’ll have to kill me.]

[…that is.]

[I taught you about all of my powers. The rest is up to you. You have to defeat me, or else you and your friends will die here.]

When the black wings were spread, they grew in number. 2 pairs become 4…then 8. A black angelic halo that seemingly sucked all the lights around it floated atop Dad’s head.

Dad’s face was gone. It’s like he’s wearing a full-faced iron mask. There was only a bright red holy stigmata.

The black spear also changed as if in response, its length doubled and the spear tip became sharper.

After the temporary silence ran through, an inhuman scream rang, and the person who was my father attacked me.

If there was an angel that governed death, it must be what I’m facing right now.