Chapter 0.7: White – Act One
“Hmm? What is it?”
The girl turned her head away from the orb she’d been looking at, and she began to stare at her assistant instead.
“Well boss, I was wondering if you were thoroughly preparing or not.”
“I am, I am.”
With a sigh, the assistant walked over and peered into the orb, prepared to chastise his boss who seemed to be slacking off.
“Then, can you explain to me why you’re watching a random human? What exactly will he be contributing to our preparations?”
“A lot more than you could imagine. Notice anything special about him?” she said, zooming the surveillance orb onto a red-haired boy.
“Hmm, I believe I sense a bit of your mana.”
Readjusting his glasses, the assistant squinted at the boy. For a moment, he seemed unsure of what he was looking at.
“Was his soul specially crafted by you?”
The girl clapped her hands in joy and giggled louder.
“Correct! But can you see what exactly I gave him?”
His face scrunched up in confusion as he turned to her. His tone turning incredulous, he asked, “What exactly is this?”
“Don’t be a killjoy” — she pouted at him and crossed her arms — “and figure it out yourself!”
He sighed as he sat down next to her, and he said, “I can’t tell, ok? It’s like he’s both… both…”
The assistant fell silent. As the realization hit him, he stared at her in a greater state of confusion than ever before.
“Why would you do this?”
“Aha~ So you figured it out” — the girl puffed out her chest in a proud manner — “Well, the curse isn’t something I intended. It appeared after I added in the seed.”
The man clutched his head and groaned.
“But this won’t help us at all! If he’s got the curse, then you just wasted one of our highest quality seeds on —”
“Now, now, I wouldn’t be too sure about that,” she said, cutting him off with the wagging of her finger. “Take a closer look at the seed itself.”
With doubt upon doubt clouding his mind, he looked back into the orb. He saw something that caused him to raise his brows once again.
“That’s… That certainly could help.”
With deep surprise visible on his face, he began to ponder. Finally, he continued, “But with the curse, will he be able to make it grow properly?”
She gave a bored yawn as if the matter was of no importance to her.
“He’ll have to. After all, that was one of our last alphas that I gave him.”
“And if he can’t?”
Hearing his question, a shadow formed over her smiling face.
“Then truly, everything will be lost. All of the stems we’ve had until now have fallen just short of budding. This is our last attempt, and we can only hope that things go well.”