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Chapter 38 - Chapter 38: Threads of Influence

I perched above the city, looking down at the streets alive with chaos and order colliding.

Hunters patrolled predictably.

Exorcists chanted in their rigid loops.

Rogue spirits lingered, curious, untamed.

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> [System Alert: Multi-Faction Density – High]

Perfect. Opportunity.

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First step: rogue spirits.

I let a small pulse of Emotional Grounding, combined with Chaotic Signature.

Not enough to control. Just enough to communicate.

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A wraith twisted its form in surprise.

Then aligned, following me—not as a servant, but as an ally-in-waiting.

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> [Rogue Spirit Influence: Low → Moderate]

"…Good start," I muttered.

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Next: humans.

I picked a small street corner, near an alley I'd saved a child earlier.

A young exorcist trainee watched from a distance.

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I approached carefully.

No threats. No illusions. Just presence.

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"Why do you protect… even when it's not required?" he asked, voice trembling.

"…Because someone has to," I said.

> [Human Influence: Minor → Observed Respect]

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He hesitated. Then followed discreetly, curiosity overtaking fear.

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> [Observation: Human + Rogue Spirit Coordination Possible]

I moved through the streets, letting rogue spirits orbit me like silent guardians.

Humans watching me from shadows, learning patterns, questioning their orders.

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Above, Mira's voice echoed softly:

"You're weaving threads. One day, they'll bind together—or unravel spectacularly."

"…I like messy victories," I muttered.

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I continued through the city, leaving small influences:

Rogue spirits guided subtly away from humans.

Hunters' patrols disrupted slightly.

Exorcists' doubts amplified through indirect observation.

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> [System Update: Network Influence Established – Prototype]

"…Not control," I said aloud.

"Guidance. Influence."

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A distant shimmer caught my eye.

> [Observer Operative: Monitoring]

Of course. Someone had to watch everything.

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I smirked.

"…Let them watch. Let them wonder. Let them hesitate."

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The city pulsed below, alive and unaware.

And I floated above, the calm in the storm, threads weaving quietly.

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