Location: Myriad Realms, Lil Red Storm Realm, Ceed World, Trophy Section
Noticing the growth in Dredre, all my misgiving about bringing her with me on my next visit to the card world vanished. Shaking my head, I summoned my grimoire and released the dozen Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards.
I noticed that, unlike last time, Frosella was the only card that seemed happy to see me. So, I went through the card info for the other eleven Frosling corpse puppet cards one by one. There, in the notes section, I found that they all resented not being picked first instead of their sister.
’Resented’ was putting it mildly; some of the spirits straight up stated they wouldn’t want to be part of my deck if they had a choice. I observed that this ’resentment’ increased with the order I picked them to go through their card info. I was wondering if calling them sister cards would be correct, seeing how much they competed with each other. However,
’Goddamn, they were fearless.’
Seeing how they put it, they clearly realize that they were not in charge. Yet they didn’t hesitate to state their honest thoughts. I did read that the Snow Elves and Froslings had their pride in common along with their appearance. I didn’t think the card spirits would pick up their nasty pride. I guess pride was indeed ingrained in bones.
The Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards’ reaction was a little baffling because I had to start with someone. It was purely coincidently that it was Frosella and not someone else from the twelve sister cards. I mean, what did they expect me to do? Summon twelve of my primordial spirits to go through their card info simultaneously? Now that was just crazy.
"Heck with you ungrateful dozen. I just need two of you. The rest of you can eat dust in here until you fix your attitudes," I said, eyeing all twelve of the Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards. You want to be petty? I’ll show you what being petty was truly like.
There were only six item card slots in my unranked grimoire. I never planned to fill all of them with the Frosling corpse puppet cards. Even if I did, there weren’t enough item card slots to begin with. Then, why did I create twelve of these cards? To arm the demigods under me. With these cards, they could fearlessly continue to do my bidding in the card world. Seeing how these cards had serious attitude problems, I decided to postpone my plans for them until they fix their nasty personalities.
"Last chance, which two of you want to join my deck?" I asked the cards sternly. I never planned to coddle them. They were tools. Their sole purpose was to please me with their capabilities, not the other way around.
Listening to my offer, Frosella was the first to come forward while the other cards didn’t even budge a little, as if telling me that they were prepared to eat dust in my trophy section rather than be a part of my deck.
’Is this the AI rebellion that the philosophers feared back on Earth?’ I wondered, looking at the eleven Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards coming together to take a stand against me when given the choice. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁
I frowned glancing over the eleven Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards while equipping Frosella in one of my empty item card slots. I pondered what was going on here. I clearly used my primordial calamity daughter gems in the creation of each of these cards, having considered that if successful the resulting card spirit might rebel against me.
I could feel my control over them through the primordial calamity gem used in their creation. But the primordial calamity gem failed to influence their feelings. For some reason, they were putting themselves before me. Like my other primordial calamity daughter gems, shouldn’t they be prioritizing me above all else? How are they able to prioritize their feelings over mine without the help of the cursed bloodline?
As I mulled over this dilemma for several minutes, I ultimately came to the conclusion that naturally born spirits were more complicated than I previously assumed. Yes, I created the Frosling corpse puppet spirit cards, but their spirits had formed naturally. I just facilitated all the right conditions for these cards to give birth to spirits. Ultimately, these cards giving birth to spirits was a natural process. Just like how parents with all the advancements could only choose the physical traits of the baby but not what kind of soul they will have. It formed naturally.
"Alright, suit yourselves," I said, taking one of the eleven cards against her wish and equipping it in one of my empty item card slots. This Frosling corpse puppet spirit card called herself Frosong. She was the second card whose card information I went through.
Before I burned the bridges with them, she just expressed dissatisfaction over not being chosen first and being chosen second. Now, after my threats, she seemed not to want to do anything with me if she could.
This was just crazy. If not for my appointment with Morningstar University, I would have left her with the rest to eat dust in the Trophy section until I explored each of their soul pathways and figured out the reason behind their nasty personalities.
I mean rebelling against your creator just because they didn’t get to you first but your siblings. This was just crazy. The first time I saw them, I did notice that they wanted to be different from each other, but then I didn’t know that these sisters’ rivalry was so cutthroat.
Had I known, I wouldn’t have done anything about it because this was the first time the parent-daughter gem ability had failed me. It’s pretty difficult to prepare for something that you didn’t know was a possibility. Until today I was under the impression that it was impossible for a calamity daughter gem to prioritize their feelings over mine without help from the cursed bloodline.