Card Apprentice Daily Log

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"Why do have so many questions? Quit asking them and repeat what you did earlier," the Deviant Devil ordered the Dragon to use its innate ability 'Dream Maze' on it again.

"Who do you think you are to order me?" the Dragon was baffled by the Devian Devil's arrogance. Listening to the Devil ordered its assassin to use their strongest ability on it. The Dragon wondered if the Devil even knew that it was trying to assassinate it in its sleep, 'Nah! He knows I am here to assassinate him in his dream. Nobody could be that stupid.'

"You better do what I ask of you or else—" the Deviant Devil threatened the Dragon, seeing that it would not listen to its orders.

"You are stupid, aren't you? This is why parents are advised not to give their kids drugs from a young age. It seems there was a silver lining in all of this, after all, your regular abuse of powdered anesthesia dragon scales from a very young age has stunted your mental development. There is no way someone as stupid as you would have such as strong spiritual body. Then I guess it must be because of your muscle's innate reality-bending ability in combination with your ancestral blessing 'Moon Ape Incarnation.' For someone who is born so gifted you have a very tragic life. Whoever suggested to your parents to give their toddler powdered scales of the anesthesia dragon has royally screwed you over. With a stunned brain, you never stood a chance against your addiction," the Elder Anesthesia Dragon gloated learning that the Deviant Devil despite his adult body had a child's mind.

Seeing the Deviat Devil best him in his own expertise the Dragon was pissed. Understandably, since it has taken the dragon millenniums to hone its skills to perfection and gain the title 'Strongest Assassin.' However, the Devil was able to do the same, and then so, in a very small amount of time thanks to its innate abilities and ancestral blessing.

Because of this a lot of frustration and rage had gathered in the Dragon's heart. Especially since as the most talented anesthesia dragon in its tribe, it could not complain that, 'This world is unfair.' The Elder Anesthesia Dragon was humbled by this experience, yes, but it was also the time it knew the despair of being in the presence of a talent and being outshone in everything they did. Especially seeing the devil do things effortlessly which the Dragon struggled to do.

Since it was unable to defeat the devil with its talent and hard work, the Dragon resorted to something only the weak and helpless resort to, shaming the Devil, using words to hurt its feelings when its claws failed to hurt its fur. That fateful night the dragon had fallen to a low point which it had never experienced in its life. It finally knew why tribesmen of its age group said mean things about it behind its back and sometimes to his face. It finally knew what it was like to be a loser.

Unknowingly, it resorted to shaming the devil when it learned about its stunted mental development. Previously, it would have considered something like that beneath it and never resorted to something so shameful, especially having experienced the same thing in its tribe. However, driven by despair, that night, the Dragon showed its most embarrassing side to the Devil. Now that it had done it, even though it regretted it, it stood by its words.

"You are mean, I don't want to play with you anymore," the Deviant Devil declared. Then the Devil stared at the Dragon blankly, suddenly its eyes glowed with a profound brilliance. Once the radiance in its eyes subsided, the Devil looked at the Dragon with pity and said, "So, this is what the strongest assassin has been reduced to losing his confidence and dignity, bullying little children by saying mean things about them."

"What the—" The Dragon was confused and taken aback by the Devil's well-articulated speech. It could not believe it was the same Devil it had been taunting and shaming for a stunted mental development. Gathering its thoughts, the Dragon asked the devil, "Who are you? You are not the one I was talking to earlier."

"I am the real Mamas Mulias, the true prince of the Mulias Tribe. Until now you were talking to my 76th self. He is the youngest. There are too many of them, so I just call them by the number I discovered them," the Deviat Devil revealed to the Dragon.

"Do you mean to say that you have multiple consciousnesses in you or your consciousness has split into multiple personalities or something like that?" the Dragon asked, having learned that at least 76 personality or consciousnesses in the Deviant Devil's body whom the devil preferred to call as a version of itself.

"Nope, not something like that, that was me," the Deviant Devil discarded the Dragon's theory.

"If that was you earlier then how can the current you be the real Mamas Mulias, shouldn't that be the real Mamas Mulias? Or Does it also believe itself to be the real Mamas Mulias and you to be the 76th, just like you do?" the Dragon asked the Devil fascinated by the Deviant Devil's psyche.

"76th was right, you have too many questions. Shut up and repeat the attack you used on me earlier," the Deviant Devil ordered emitting an authoritative aura. Then it added, "If my guess is right it should be your tribe's most feared ability the Dream Maze, that only the most talented Anesthesia Dragons can awaken."

"How about this I will use my innate ability on you if you tell me what's the deal with there being 76 or more of you?" the Dragon bargained with the Devil, it attempted to understand its enemy better but could not be more obvious. Even though it had failed to assassinate the devil this time it was already preparing for its second assassination attempt on the Devil. Proving that its title 'Strongest Assassin' was not just for show.

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