Victor gripped the huge iron ladle, stirring vigorously in the small pot emitting eerie bubbles.
The viscous liquid displayed a color and texture indescribable—somewhere between thick stew and swamp sludge.
"Is it done after stirring?" Victor asked, panting.
Venom leaned in for a closer look:
"Wait, one more thing. The book says you need to hold a 'casting medium' aimed at the potion and chant an incantation. Recommended mediums... dried pufferfish or octopus tentacle. The incantation is..."
Venom's voice paused, seemingly feeling the absurdity too.
"Demons and monsters leave quickly, demons and monsters leave quickly!"
Victor stopped stirring, looking blank:
"Was this part in the book earlier? Did I miss it? And I don't think I bought an octopus tentacle!"
Venom fell silent for a second, then extremely naturally extended a pitch-black tentacle. With a splotch, he sliced it off cleanly and threw it into Victor's hand.
The segment of tentacle was still wriggling slightly in Victor's palm, carrying a lively sliminess.
"Take it, make do."
Venom sounded unconcerned, as if just handing over a pen.
Victor pinched the still-squirming Venom tentacle, the corner of his mouth twitching. But he raised it anyway, aimed at the pot of "potion," took a deep breath, and prepared to chant.
"One more thing," Venom added, "enunciate clearly when chanting."
"Fine, got it."
Victor adjusted his breathing, preparing again.
"One more thing," Venom continued, "remember to shake your wrist to guide the medium in an exorcism trajectory."
"Cough cough cough—" Victor choked on his breath, coughing violently, veins popping on his forehead.
"Are you done?! Where are all these 'one more things' coming from?!"
Venom pointed a tentacle at the page, tone innocent:
"Don't yell at me. I'm just reading the original text aloud. The notes column of this book is filled with 'one more thing'."
Victor was silent for a few seconds, his face written with the breakdown of "what the hell am I reading."
"This author..." he squeezed the comment through his teeth, "must be a dry, garlic-eating, nagging annoying old man!"
Resigned, he raised the tentacle, shaking his wrist in a stick-waving, extremely pretentious posture, while chanting loudly:
"Demons and monsters leave quickly! Demons and monsters leave quickly!"
As he chanted, the black Venom tentacle in his hand actually began to emit an eerie, ominous green light!
The green light shot toward the potion like a spotlight. The bubbling viscous liquid calmed instantly upon contact, all bubbles vanishing, becoming smooth as a mirror.
"Is that... it?"
Victor put down the tentacle, looking uncertainly at the calm, glowing liquid.
Venom leaned in to observe:
"Seems so."
But Victor quickly spotted a problem:
"Wait, I remember the book said the finished potion should be red. Why is mine... purple?"
The liquid in the small pot presented a deep, mysterious, even somewhat cool dark purple under the light.
Venom paused too, blinking his large white eyes, then quickly offered a seemingly plausible guess:
"Uh... maybe it's... so red it's purple?"
Victor stared at the purple liquid, rubbed his chin in thought for two seconds, then realization dawned, wearing an expression of admiration:
"Makes sense! No problem! Old buddy, you're the smart one! Your IQ must be 250, just like me!"
Venom: "..."
Victor took out two goblets and poured the ominous purple glowing viscous potion into them. The liquid clung to the glass like some living, greasy creature.
"So," he raised his glass solemnly, face beaming with the fervor of a sacred ritual, "for greater power, cheers, brother."
"For the extra meal."
Venom's tentacle curled around the offered goblet, clinking lightly against Victor's.
Man and symbiote smiled at each other, then threw their heads back and downed the potion simultaneously.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The flamboyant smiles on Victor and Venom's faces stiffened instantly, as if flash-frozen.
The next second—
"Pfft—!!!"
"Urgh—!!!"
Almost simultaneously, the potion was spat out violently. The goblets slipped from their hands and shattered on the tiled floor!
Victor squatted down abruptly, one hand gripping the edge of the toilet bowl deathly tight, the other frantically clawing at his throat, emitting heart-rending retching sounds.
"Urgh—kill, kill me..."
Tears and snot flowed uncontrollably, his voice distorted.
"Why did it smell clearly like chocolate... but taste like... like..."
On the other side, Venom's massive black body seemed deboned, slumping limply on Victor's shoulder like a puddle of completely broken, lifeless black slime.
His huge mouth gaped open, long tongue lolling out weakly, white eyes unfocused, gazing dazedly at the ceiling, using the last shred of strength to let out a raspy scream:
"IT'S SHIT!!! THIS IS FUCKING CHOCOLATE-FLAVORED SHIT!!!"
"Victor! Venom!"
The toilet door was kicked open. Hearing the glass shattering and the painful screams of Victor and Venom, Enid rushed in first, face full of terror.
Wednesday followed close behind, eyes sharp as a hawk, the dagger held reverse-grip in her hand flashing cold in the dim light.
The scene before them froze both girls instantly.
Victor was still wailing and dry-heaving into the toilet like he was dying. Venom slumped on his shoulder like a black corpse. The air was filled with an indescribable, weird smell mixing sickly sweetness with extreme stench.
"What did you do?! What shit?! You didn't... didn't eat it, did you?!"
Enid stared in shock at this surreal scene, feeling her brain CPU about to burn out from information overload.
"Calm down, Enid."
Wednesday's voice was cold as ice. Her sharp gaze swept over the mess, finally landing on the heavy tome discarded on the floor.
She walked forward, bent down to pick up the book, and flipped precisely to the page Victor had dog-eared.
The corner of her mouth curled into a cold, unsurprised sneer, commenting sharply:
"It seems our two great, confident potion masters have successfully brewed a... 'masterpiece' that even they themselves cannot handle."
Her gaze landed on Venom and the miserable Victor, adding a fatal blow:
"Perhaps the true effect of this potion is 'facing oneself honestly'? After all, they gave a rather... precise taste evaluation."
Victor, tongue hanging out, staggered to his feet holding the toilet rim. Before he could stand steady, his whole person flickered vaguely with a zzzt sound like an old TV with bad signal.
"Uh... what's happening?"
Victor looked confusedly at his hands, which were switching unstably between solid and translucent.
"Did... did I just flicker?"
Zzzzt-zzzt-zzzt—!
Another faster, more violent flickering, as if his body was rejecting some physical law.
The flickering frequency grew faster and faster, until the human form was almost indistinguishable, leaving only a blur of twisted light and shadow and unsettling electrical noise.
"Uh-oh."
Victor's voice came from the twisted light, carrying a trace of resigned helplessness.
"Doesn't seem good. Wednesday, Enid, wish me luck."
One final sharp buzz! The humanoid light imploded abruptly, then stabilized explosively instantly—
Like an old TV finally receiving a stable signal, the picture became abruptly clear.
"Hey, I'm good, stopped flickering." 2
Two perfectly synchronized voices overlapped.
"Okay, something's not right." 2
Two Victors looked up simultaneously. Their movements, angles, and even the "I screwed up" dumbfounded expressions on their faces were identical to the millimeter.
Their gazes met in mid-air, seeing the person opposite who looked exactly like themselves.
"Motherfucker, I succeeded!" 2
The ecstasy lasted only a second.
"Wait, still not right." 2
Both Victors frowned simultaneously, showing expressions of extreme confusion and discomfort. They raised their hands simultaneously, touching their own faces, then pointing at each other.
"Didn't split into good and evil personalities..." 2
Their voices were filled with incredulous weirdness.
"Instead... one consciousness... controlling two bodies simultaneously!" 2
Deathly silence fell in the toilet.
Wednesday and Enid were completely petrified, pupils quaking, watching this surreal scene—two identical Victor Blacks, using perfectly synchronized movements and voices, expressing the shock of a single consciousness.
This was a hundred times more horrifying and... absurd than splitting into good and evil sides.
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