Shattering Humanity-Chapter 394: Shelly Truly Is Unique

"About the Elders I exhort the elders among you as a fellow elder and witness to the sufferings of Christ, as well as one who shares in the glory about to be revealed: Shepherd God’s flock among you, not overseeing out of compulsion but willingly, as God would have you; not out of greed for money but eagerly; not lording it over those entrusted to you, but being examples to the flock. And when the chief Shepherd appears, you will receive the unfading crown of glory. In the same way, you who are younger, be subject to the elders. All of you clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because

God resists the proud

but gives grace to the humble.

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, so that he may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your cares on him, because he cares about you.Be sober-minded, be alert. Your adversary the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion, looking for anyone he can devour.

Resist him, firm in the faith, knowing that the same kind of sufferings are being experienced by your fellow believers throughout the world.

The God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, establish, strengthen, and support you after you have suffered a little while. To him be dominion forever.

Amen." -Peter 5:1-10

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In the darkness, a little girl’s voice can be heard talking to her mother.

Little Girl’s Voice: "Mama, when I grow up, I want to be just like you!"

Mama’s Voice: "Oh?

And why is that?"

Little Girl’s Voice: "Because you’re pretty."

The soft giggles of the innocent child’s mother echoes throughout the darkness.

Shelly’s Mother: "Well Shelly, your appearance, shouldn’t be your top priority, Sweetie."

Now knowing it’s adorable little Shelly, it shows her sitting on her living room couch with her mother. After knowing about Skalmönd and her family lineage, Shelly’s grown mother perfectly resembles the valiant Scandinavian Valkyrie. Providing more evidence the unknown female warrior’s final SeiõrSpell could be considered a success.

Little 7 year old Shelly is cuddled with her mother under a blanket. Her sparkling blue, wide eyes looks up and see her Mama’s matching pair.

Little Shelly: "But you don’t have to go to work, and you have this house, and you cook the most yummy foods!

I want to be juuuuuust like you!"

Shelly’s beautiful mother, and a sneak peek into a more defined version of her future self, pats her daughter’s head while she looks up at the revolving ceiling fan.

Shelly’s Mother: "You’re so kind, my little Honey Bunch, but if there is one thing Mama wants you to be, is unique and to be yourself.

Whatever, or whoever, sparks enjoyment in your life, cherish them.

Always remember Shelly, the most important thing for a woman, or even a man like your Papa, is the love for others and your own mental freedom.

At any moment, we could have our physical freedoms, rights, and possessions taken away by those who hate us.

But what truly matters, what truly creates Heaven, is true love for one another, and our own freedom’s up here."

She lightly poked little Shelly’s temple once, then continues her words of wisdom.

Shelly’s Mother: "Because of you and Papa, as well as the pure mental toughness that runs in our family’s blood, I will never truly be trapped or imprisoned.

I can have my rights taken, and this house taken away with all these materials, but with you and Papa by my side, I’ll always live free and happy."

As smiling Shelly’s eyes begin to shut while being pat, darkness consumes her PoV.

Suddenly, her sad, current, older voice echoes in the vast nothingness.

Shelly’s Voice: "But what if even our own thoughts aren’t really our own thoughts?

What if the most evil of people have obtained the ability to hijack our minds?

What if all this suffering, is just a form of torture to counter your beliefs, Mother?

What if after all this, after we die, we wake up, strapped down to a metal table, with wires, catheters, and nutrient IVs stuck in us?

What if, a surgical masked man stood over our confused and unknown bodies, telling us, ’Even in your mind, you will never be free’, and forces us to go through and relive all this Hell, again and again and again?

Can I truly trust that I’ll ever be free in this world as long as I’m conscious?"

Somewhere in the distance of the darkness, her mother’s voice echoes.

Shelly’s Mother: "...Our love for one another..."

Feeling the presence of two powerful sources of Seiõr, Shelly’s eyes shoot open from her sleeping spot, propped against the wall next to Itsuka’s bed.

Shelly peeks over and sees Itsuka sprawled out like a starfish, taking up as much space her physically tone body can.

She then looks over across the hotel room, noticing Laban and Princess Rebekah still cuddled, facing away from her, but also the door to Katsu and Saku’s room.

With her lightweight stealthy footsteps, she moves over to the connecting door, opening it, and sticking her head through.

Shelly(whispers): "Katsu!

Are you up?"

...

Katsu(whispers): "Shelly, did you also feel those two large presences of Seiõr nearby?

It felt like they were flying about us."

Also getting back to her serious demeanor, Shelly nods and looks up at the ceiling.

Shelly(whispers): "It was definitely MamMon DæMon.

I know because it’s from what I felt at the baseball field, but..."

Katsu(whispers): "But it was two sources of Seiõr. Two sources that felt the exact same.

You don’t think it was another one of Laban’s sisters, do you?"

Knowing all well what the situation is, Katsu allows Shelly to figure a solution out on her own with her incredible intelligence and deducing skills.

Katsu(thinking): *Come on, figure it out Shelly!

Just say the word and we can go!*

Shelly(whispers): "Katsu, should...should we go investigate?

I mean, it’s dangerous if one DæMon is prowling around Sanpaku, nevermind two."

Katsu’s outer self gives of a cheerful smile, but his inner self has a sick twist grin.

Katsu(whispers): "Get your shoes on, I’ll be ready in 5 minutes."

{4 A.M.}

[Outer Sanpaku]

Two sets of running footsteps and a pair of heavy breathers echoes from inside the freeway tunnel to the damaged entrance.

An orange light, and the sounds of crackling flames over takes the noises.

Shooting out like a rocket from the tunnel, Shelly kneel riding Madame Fryer, while her incredible strength tightly holds on to Katsu’s wrist below.

They immediately twist in the direction to the East, heading straight towards their own Tomodachi Town.

As he hangs by his arm below, Katsu looks up at his purpose and admires the expression of determination on Shelly’s face as her golden hair blows in the wind.

Katsu(thinking): *Beautiful...*

With a strong smile, he closes his eyes for a moment, and opens them looking forward.

Katsu: "Are you sure you felt those two strong sources of Seiõr go this way, Shell?"

The Scandinavian descendant confidently nods and keeps her focus straight ahead.

Shelly: "I’m positive.

I was able to feel that original presence from an even further distance. It was definitely her, but Katsu..."

Katsu: "Yea?"

Shelly swallows her spit and a serious look washes over the Yang Vessel.

Shelly: "Katsu, what if...

What if MamMon has always been two steps ahead, but for a seperate reason, other than her Seiõr powered Nye-omnipotency?

Is it possible-"

Katsu: "Shelly, activate your SoulSeiõrShield."

Surprised by the command and the cutoff from her train of thought, Shelly looks down. She sees Katsu has activated his AnjellEye, it’s respective Yang aura coming from the blessed symbiote.

Shelly immediately does what her captain says and activates her Mach 1 SanguineSoulSeiõrShield, covering Katsu in her SharedSanguineSoulSeiõrShield. That way, Katsu can privately communicate with her using his eye’s special ability.

Katsu(telepathy): *Sorry to cut you off Shelly, but if we’re going to be talking about MamMon, I thought, maybe we shouldn’t let her Nye-omnipotency inform her about what we’re going to discuss.

She could hear the theories we come up with and use what we say out loud to trick us into not being prepared for her real traps or plan.*

The woman warrior blushes and embarrassingly sweats at her carelessness, even though she has been locked in ever since the two of them snuck out a while ago.

Shelly(telepathy): *You’re right. That’s my bad.

I--I’m sorry.*

Katsu chuckles out loud while continuing their discussion privately with their mental voices.

Katsu(telepathy): *It’s okay.

So what were you going to say before I rudely interrupted you?

Do you have an idea what the identical and matching forces of Seiõr were?*

Katsu’s specific wordage, and knowledge of the truth about their futures, is discretely trying to help his purpose figure out the fact MamMon has a twin sister.

Shelly nods again in silence as Madame Fryer flies a bit lower, Katsu’s feet are now only a yard above the concrete and asphalted ground while the group sails through their jurisdiction.

Shelly: *I was wondering... if she was successfully able to hide the truth of being half blooded sisters with Laban, is it possible MamMon could have another sister of true blood relation?

Except, someone she’s not competing against to defeat me, like the other Dæmons?*

Katsu smirks and appreciates his most closest ally’s intelligent ability to hypothetically figure out the twins, MamMon and MaMmon’s deceitful switching.

He deactivates his blessed symbiote eye gifted to him by the young woman holding on to him as he thinks

Katsu(thinking): *Shelly, you truly are unique.*