The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"She has made up her mind," Alpha sighed and disappeared.

"If your death keeps the others in check, then I will be the vile being you are trying so desperately to make me into, killing one to discipline the rest is well worth the trouble!" Dr'ul exclaimed and dropped her fist, unlike the first punch which had shattered the body made of Ice, this one missed because Cecelia had the sense to dodge it in time, and luckily she did.

Dr'ul's hand made a clean hole right next to her head while the kinetic force of her attack carried through and destroyed everything beneath them on a molecular level aside from a few feet of land which she still laid on too shocked to move again, the punch turned the thriving system into a dead zone in a matter of seconds as the star was completely snuffed out, becoming solid with no explanation while the gravity it emitted grew less and the light it provided subsided into a barely visible glow, plunging the system into darkness.

Cecelia understood her position now, but she was unable to move, no matter how much force she exerted, Dr'ul was able to keep her suppressed with twice that amount of power, she still had so much power to spare, but in the face of this entity she started feeling smaller and smaller. "Hold still, do not make this any harder than it has to be," Dr'ul stared at her seriously.

Her appearance was further obscured by the disappearance of their light source, and now she had begun resembling a devil with dark flaming hair.

"That is enough, goddess of war," Alpha appeared at her side and took Dr'ul's hand before she could deliver another punch, sure to connect since Cecelia had given up on escaping in the face of this relentless force of destruction that called itself a Goddess.

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"You have won, your opponent has lost her will to fight or even resist," She stared at Drul seriously when the goddess slowly craned her neck and turned her sights to her, breathing another dark huff of mana.

"Who are you supposed to be?" The goddess of war asked, almost smilimg as her and Alpha locked eyes.

As soon as the goddess had spoken, the feed to their altercation was cut from everyone else and Alpha registered shock for a brief moment.

Regaining her composure, she held her other hand before Dr'ul's face conjuring Celestial light from the midst of her palm and blasting Dr'ul with it like a spray of water, doucing the flames of her hair. [Goddess Dr'ul, the light demands that you cease] She narrowed her eyes at her. [Stop now, or face the council of Emissaries in it's full might!]

Dr'ul went mute thereafter, but kept her glare for several minutes in that static position until she finally took a breath and the dark miasma that had coated her mana was peeled away, revealing her usual self, fully armoured and perfectly whole but terrified as she stood and pulled her hand away from Alpha.

"What just happened?" She implored the system for an answer with her eyes wide and her arm shaking. "That was not me, that was-"

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"The emissary of darkness trying to possess your power and make it theirs," Alpha was perplexed as she said this, and no sooner than she did Sol appeared at Dr'ul's side and grabbed her hand roughly, scanning her for any more traces of the entity he had sensed as well, though much later since he had been preoccupied catering for his wife, child and mistresses.

"I remember seeing a similar transformation before," Alpha looked at Sol who nodded and released the goddesses hand with a sigh.

"Yes, in my fight against Sitri, I vaguely remember, but it was right after she caused Ikaris to have a miscarriage... when she stabbed the baby inside of her.

I despaired, I had promised myself that no harm of that kind whould ever come to her but that incident brought me back to my darkest moment on Atla, I lost myself to rage and something else took hold of me, for a few minutes I was not in control of my body, I never bothered saying it to anyone because I just passed it off as being consumed by an unwavering hatred, but I just sensed that same power again, that strange sensation when something dark and evil tries to take a hold of you..."

"What does this mean?"

"I don't know exactly," Sol replied patting Dr'ul on her head after she had asked.

"What I do know is what it feels like and what it made me do, after that point in the fight everything went bad, millions of Arkadians died because of the actions I took, even if we defeated her in the end too many people died, I know, me saying this after destroying so many outposts makes me sound like a hypocrite, but back then I actually cared about collateral and people who were exempt.

"Are you saying you do not care now?" Dr'ul raised her brow when Alpha began checking her again.

"At the moment, it is inevitable that others will die, billions, trillions, and there is nothing I will be able to do about it, in fact, according to the emissaries, Umbra and his collaborator have been rampaging across the neighbouring Khalla-Boris Collective they refuse to tell me what exactly he is doing, but I figured it might be some mass killing, that is the fastest way to grow stronger for us, it seems."

Sol finished speaking and looked down at the one person who had remained silent, instead of standing Cecelia had remained on her knees with her gaze low and her hands pressed in her lap, silently she awaited Sol's judgement for her actions since it seemed he too favoured the goddess as much as Ikaris did.

She was also aware that the things she had said could not be taken back, one such thing being the remark about Dina and Arla and her thoughts proved true when the silence ended with Sol standing before her.

"All you had to do was behave; be humble, but the first chance you get you lose your shit and try to kill one of my closest friends," Sol stared down at her. "Get up, Éloén Cecelia, Ikaris has requested that I take you back."

"Mast-"

"Do not address me as Master," Sol released an annoyed sigh. "The people I cherish and respect the most call me Master, right now, I neither cherish nor do I respect you; you have proven yourself unreliable, untrustworthy and dangerous, in front of your people who look up to you, you have set the worst example as a liability," He shook his head and folded his arms when she arose.

"I was the one who chose to take you from the Emporium, but I hereby wash my hands of you Cecelia, your fate lies in the merciful hands of my wife, whatever she decides; I will enforce her judgement thoroughly."

"Dr'ul." Sol turned to her, and the goddess lowered her head and then slowly took a knee.

"Yes," She responded.

"I warned you against picking fights; the events that unfolded here today are a direct result of you disobeying that warning, even if you were later influenced by some form of entity you should have known better," Sol condemned her actions.

"Trying to discipline someone out of line is fine, but you ended up trying to kill her as well, as I am the one responsible for all matters concerning Arkadia, I am limiting your interaction with the Vatui of Outerworld, you will return to your home in the Arkadian heavens and remain there until I call upon you again," He spoke sharply and the goddess winced and kept her head lowered.

"On the matter of what happened earlier, I will visit in the near future to get to the bottom of it."

"Thank you, Master Vestic," Dr'ul sighed vanishing after Sol snapped his fingers.

"Alpha," He turned to the system next and she looked up at him with a small smile. "Unless it is necessary, do not allow any fight to get out of hand to this level again, sparring is good, Dr'ul's Idea to grow closer through battle was a good one, but be careful of how they interact, keep a closer eye on them."

"Is that an order, Master?" She asked, and Sol nodded and cleared his throat.

"Regarding your inclusion with the Council of Emissaries," Sol gave her an amused smirk, raising his brow when she seemed shocked at his knowledge of her affiliation. "You are free to do whatever you want I have no reason to stop you, but remember who it is that you first serve," He warned her and she too lowered her head and smiled.

"I would never allow myself to be swayed by the politics of the Emissaries, Master, everything that I do is to better serve you, after all." She smiled, floating off the small platform and then looking around. "I will get to work with my creator in undoing the damage dealt to these two systems, please pardon me."

"Go, on," Sol nodded watching her float several feet away before she disappeared from sight and sense as she usually would.

Sol looked at Cecelia again and released another sigh, raising his finger as the space they occupied began warping around them until they were sucked into an infinitely folding phenomena where the Sol Collective resided.

There the first thing Cecelia saw was Ikaris standing with Dina and Arla to her left and right.

"Cecelia..."