Chapter 680: A Prison, or A...?
Telekinesis.
Remove all the other abilities that he gained, and Riley will still be at 90% as long as he has his telekinetic abilities. He barely even remembers some of the powers he has—he really truly only needs Alice's ability.
Moving things with his mind was as easy as moving things with his hands, and he could even argue that he had better control of telekinesis than his limbs.
If there was one thing in this universe that he could always identify, it was the use of telekinesis; even if it was just as light as lifting a feather, he would know if telekinesis was involved.
And the force that suddenly pushed him down to the ground when he tried to fly up into the air?
That was undoubtedly telekinesis.
…And it was stronger than his.
He had also realized something as he walked through this strange empty land—there were no birds at all. He had already seen several land creatures that he couldn't identify, but not a single bird flew above him.
It was almost as if no one was allowed to fly in this place.
The one using telekinesis—is it perhaps some sort of god?
He was in a completely different universe, after all. Perhaps in this universe, the god of evaniels did not exist; Nothing did say that the god of evaniels was a unique existence like him.
But then again, this dimension is a prison. Perhaps he was completely wrong and the telekinetic force that was literally keeping him grounded is just something that Diana or the norinlads made. After all, this prison is to keep the most heinous and uncontainable villains of his universe—they don't want them flying around and having a semblance of freedom.
"..."
But what if he flies just inches above the ground?
Riley's feet once again floated from the blades of grass and stayed like that for an entire minute—and no force brought him down. And so, he just started moving like that; gaining speed by the second until a skirt of wind exploded around him as he passed the speed of sound.
He continued to increase his speed; the scenery around him, however, did not seem to change as all that welcomed him was an endless horizon of paradise. He continued to speed up… until the hand of god once again slammed him to the ground.
"Hm…"
Riley could really only once again turn himself up to look at the sky. No flying, and no going too fast
—for a prison, that didn't seem to be too bad. At least he wasn't inside a glass cage…
…or is he?
Riley stood up; his eyes, still staring at the sky to try and see if there were any cameras around that were watching him. But then again, why would there be cameras?
He was in another universe, Diana and the others won't be able to see what he was doing even if there were cameras there. But then again… maybe they have the technology to do so? After all, Bernard seemed to be sharing the gift of his mind with the universe for 5 years already.
"..." Riley thought about it more, before just shrugging and continuing to hover across the endless sea of grass at the speed of sound. Whatever or whoever the entity was that is using telekinesis, it didn't seem to bother with him as long as he didn't practice his… freedom too much.
Hours passed, and Riley was beginning to think that he might be the only person in this place. But that shouldn't be the case. While he was drifting in and out of death, he heard Diana and Aerith talking about how there should be other prisoners here—a lot of them.
If Riley was going to be trapped here alone, then this truly was a fate worse than death. Well, he couldn't die in the first place, so the only way he would actually pay for his crimes was to not be able to do his purpose—torture and kill people.
How was he going to do that if there were no people? It would have been fine if he was in a void, but he was in a lush world filled with all sorts of life. There were hills teeming with trees and small creatures, there were boulders filled with critters… but nothing fun to torture.
Soon, however, Riley stopped flying as he finally noticed signs of intelligent life—fire.
And not just any fire, but a fire under a skillet. There was also a hammock attached to the trees near it.
Riley looked around to try and see if the one cooking was around, but aside from the oil crackling on the skillet, there was no other noise there. And so, Riley just did the only thing he could do in the situation… he sat down and waited.
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