>>346>Holding back a feeling of anger and frustration, Maximus then says through gritted teeth:
"If you insist, father. But know this. Nothing you say could ever turn me away from the vow I have taken to defend this city, and this planet - from all supernatural threats."
>Craning his head to the side slightly, the Monarch then says:
"Really? Not even the knowledge that you exist as an artificial weapon of my own making?"
>A harsh silence then fills the air, as the weight of the revelation is felt by Maximus.
"….W-What?! Your jests are obscene, father! In what manner is this a comical occasion-"
"You were created from a combination of my genetic code, and advanced nanotechnology - grafted onto a magitek energy generator. You absorb ambient energy from the environment and convert it into magical energy for operation."
>Maximus begins mentally unravel ever so slowly at the thought, struggling to maintain his composure.
"No…Nononononono. I exist
of my own choosing and my own free will! I chose
to become a Paragon in your footsteps! All the Paragons on the planet did as well! You
chose to become a Paragon to help people!"
"I became a Paragon to help defend my people from the forces that seek to destroy us. Even now, they intrude on our doorstep. You were created to help assist in the illusion - to protect us
>Unable to bear the weight of the words being said, Maximus moves backwards, removing his rifle from the back of his armor.
"You start making sense right now
, father! Or I'll assume you've been compromised by those body stealing energy vampires!"
>Arms slightly trembling at the thought of attacking his father, Maximus continues to feel thoughts swirl across his mind.
>Feeling slight sympathy for the man, the Monarch then states.
"Why don't I just show you, exactly who I am."
>Tapping the large metallic doors towering high into the air, the Monarch watches as they open slowly - revealing a radiant purple and pink light - and revealing an open gateway to a massive sight.
>Maximus's eyes widen in genuine shock, as he begins to stammer.
"W-What is this?!?!"
>The world beyond the doors is a large, lush fantasy like world with hundreds of hovering areas - each housing traditional fantasy oriented structures like castles and colosseums. Various bright lights swirl around the area, as more traditional looking magicians move around in the air.
>Turning back towards Maximus, the Monarch then says:
"This is Thaumia - the world constructed by ancient magicians. Magicians from the true
world. As such, I am one of them - a Thaumian. All of this…."
>Waving a hand up in the air, the Monarch then causes the building's structure to shift around revealing a transparent look at the world outside.
"…..This is all a decoy. The city. The planet. Even the entire dimension. All a result of the greatest of our Thaumaturgic spells. A mechanism to keep our enemies distracted - unable to find us. However now…."
>Shaking his head in dejection, the Monarch says:
"The ruse has gone on long enough. The energy vampires you speak of, are the Specters. They are manifestations of…our mistakes. The souls that we have created for the sole purpose of sustaining us."