My Wives Are A Divine Hive Mind-Chapter 35: Make Your Own Resonance Catalyst!

Goliath's inner face watched Kivas in absolute stillness, the larger mouth framing him never moving. The ambient glyphs around his seated form pulsed once, and a deeper hum vibrated through the floor beneath their feet.

"I will now ask questions," Goliath intoned. "Your answers will guide the forging of your resonance catalyst. Speak truthfully. Clarity of self defines the clarity of faith."

Kivas inhaled slowly, exhaled through her nose, and nodded once. "I'm ready."

Goliath's first question arrived without pause. "Have you ever consumed flesh?"

Kivas blinked. The question seemed simple at first, but she immediately recalled the time she ate a Voidling corpse Samael had harvested—an old trick to link herself to its spirit, creating a weak Nightmare to hunt for attribute growth.

Technically, it could also mean flesh in its simplest sense.

"Yes," she answered without shame.

"Do you find delight in lying?"

Kivas frowned slightly. "No, even if it is necessary."

"Would you sacrifice yourself for the greater good?"

"No," Kivas said flatly. "My death benefits no one unless I choose to frame it that way. But I won't let the 'greater good' define my value."

Goliath did not comment, simply shifted the pressure of his presence and continued.

"Do you dearly cherish your belongings?"

"That depends on the context," Kivas replied. "If you mean 'do I appreciate and value the things I own,' then yes. But if you mean 'do I attach myself to them,' then no."

"Why not?" Goliath asked, his voice deepening by degrees.

"Because nothing in my grasp stays forever," Kivas said with measured calm. "Things break. Things are stolen. People die. And I've learned not to pretend otherwise. Just being able to say something existed in my life—that's enough. I don't need to keep it chained to my soul."

"A logical answer," Goliath observed. "But more generalized than you admit."

"I think general truths hold best when they're shaped by specific experience."

Silence reigned for a breath. Then the next question followed, shaped more like a blade than a sentence.

"Which matters more—the means or the end?"

"Neither," Kivas answered, voice stronger now. "The means, the ends, and the person must align. The ends have to be worthwhile. The methods have to be ethical. And the person must act with integrity...

"If you do something awful for a noble outcome, you're just clever evil. If you do something kind for a cruel purpose, it's still rot wrapped in silk. And a good person doing good thing without achieving anything is just naivety."

Goliath tilted his massive head slightly. "You are greedy."

Kivas smirked. "I call it ambitious. Civilization doesn't evolve by clinging to the status quo. We invent. We experiment. We imagine new ways. That's how progress works."

Goliath accepted that with no visible emotion. "If forced, would you commit evil?"

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"Will you betray?"

"No."

A moment of silence stretched across the chamber. Kivas did not blink.

Then Goliath asked the next question with a quieter tone, softer than the others, yet somehow heavier.

"Have you ever dreamed of a greener pasture?"

Kivas stilled. Her fingers lightly tapped her thigh.

"Maybe," she said slowly. "I think everyone does at some point. It's a longing for better circumstances. A fresh start. A chance to escape your current self or current cage. I guess I've thought about it...

"But I don't know if I ever fully believed it. I'm not sure if I'm dissatisfied or just... drifting."

Goliath's inner face closed its eyes.

"A deeply introspective, principled, and paradoxically grounded-yet-aspiring soul," he announced.

His voice echoed louder now, as if speaking not just to the room, but into the core of the world itself.

"You accept impermanence, yet aim to shape permanence. You value ethics, purpose, and self without elevating one above the others. You abandon attachment, yet cling to clarity. You can transgress when cornered, but refuse betrayal as a line too far. You seek more, not from greed, but from the deep, human ache to make meaning."

The air tightened, glyphs flaring with intensity. Then a swirl of light bled into being before Goliath, forming a rising flame that held no heat.

Within the fire, something coalesced—a shape, slowly rotating.

The resonance catalyst revealed itself as a double-helix rod of silvery white, each twist a spiral of mirrored tension. It arched slightly like a rising horizon. At its top, a singular circle stood suspended, with a vertical line descending through its center. The line split at the base into a symmetrical fork, like a tree root or a flame splitting at its origin.

Kivas stared in awe.

Goliath described the shape as he summoned it.

"The helix represents duality, growth, and continuity. The curve is a hope rising from the present. The circle is completion, awareness, and the cycles of all things. The line, is direction, purpose, and the anchoring truth. The fork is your choice, your divergence, your evolution."

Lyenar stepped forward, committing the image to memory with her eyes closed. The glow of the object reflected on her skin as she opened her eyes again.

"I will have it forged by our church artisans," she said. "Return tomorrow. We will deliver the completed catalyst and conduct the Baptism. Your Priest path will be formally acknowledged, and your resonance will greatly take root."

Kivas let out a slow breath, shoulders slightly slouched in the aftermath. "This... has a lot more steps than I expected."

"Likewise, all of my questions differ from person to person," Goliath said. "Normally, I would question more, but your philosophy is quite stable from the start, and it only needs to be forged through willpower and experience."

Samael chimed in with a satisfied expression. "If you look at it from a personal perspective, this system is made to nourish your growth. Without the alignment of belief and firm structure from the beginning, your progression would suffer bottlenecks and inconsistencies."

Lyenar inclined her head. "That is wise of you. Very few understand this quickly."

Samael gave a rare, unguarded smile. "My compliments in return. Both you and Goliath have given me a new form of wisdom today."

Goliath bowed his massive head once, then resumed stillness, the inner face again closing its eyes.

The fire that held the resonance catalyst extinguished itself, leaving only its memory behind.