The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Chapter 263: Episode.

"See? See what?" Ikaris looked over at Sol after he spoke out of context in the middle of a conversation causing him to lean his head and stare at her, it took a few seconds of staring before he realised that the entire table had gone silent because of the serious glare and his nose slightly scrunched after he had fallen into deep thought because did Chey and Jenifer's conversation.

"Are you thinking of what is to come, Master?" Arla asked from his other side and Sol looked around at her and then at everyone else.

"Sorry, don't mind that," Sol slightly raised his hands and reached for Ikaris kissing her forehead and then standing. "I'll be back in a few minutes," he left them quickly and went into one of the estate buildings pressing his back against the wall and taking a deep breath as his eyes and hair began flickering gold and white. "Keep it down..." He whispered to himself, taking deep breaths. "Keep-"

"Sol."

Ikaris rested her hand on his arm after walking up to his side, she saw the shock on his face when she did; he was so focused that he didn't even sense her approach.

"You promised to share your troubles my love and I swore to be your ear so tell me," she smiled at him, concerned.

"Master," Dina came running around the corner next, and everyone at the table sat there quietly glancing around at each other when Arla excused herself and ran after the other two while Sara sat with Talia, playing with her as if there wasn't something clearly wrong about what had just happened with the others.

"I'm fine, I promise, it's just residual... animosity." Sol looked at them taking another deep breath again as his eyes and hair continued to flicker while he struggled between Divine and Godslayer.

"Sol."

Ikaris addressed him seriously once more and then went silent, staring at him for an explanation. "What are you fighting to keep down?" She asked, raising her brows in concern holding onto his hand again and hugging him to herself then resting her head against his chest.

"Arla," Dina looked at Sol and then at her fellow lover. "We should get back to the others."

"But-"

"Come on, read the room, he stepped away to avoid being around a bunch of people," She took the elf by her shoulders, sharing one more glance with Sol and then leaving towards their guests.

"We aren't just people Dina," Arla argued as they left.

"Of course not, but Ikaris understands him better than the two of us combined, even if she doesn't know what's wrong she'll know what to do, he chose her first."

"Breathe, love," Ikaris slid her hands around Sol and held him, tightly closing her eyes as she took deep breaths with him, "do not mind anything else, just breathe."

"I'm breathing," Sol huffed and slowly hugged her tighter to himself as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm breathing."

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What seemed like a few minutes elapsed into an hour of them just standing in the corner holding onto each other; Ikaris silently humming and Sol listening as his mana calmed like the surface of an undisturbed pond until he finally broke their silence.

"Ikaris."

"Yes, love?"

"Thank you," Sol opened his eyes and smiled at her.

"I swore before the light and all the hosts of heaven, my love," Ikaris smiled and cupped his cheeks, pulling him down for a chaste kiss. "I will never look away when you are troubled," She kissed him again. "I'll always present myself bare before you in your time of need, I will love and adore you until my eternity has ended," She kissed him once more and then brushed her fingers through his hair.

"I love you, Sol Vestic," She smiled cheekily at him and he sighed and pressed his forehead to hers.

"And I; you, forever and ever."

"Oh," Dina placed her hand over the sigil in the shape of a heart above her breasts as it brightly lit up and made a low humming noise, causing everyone else to stare at her as she began smiling, and then at Arla who had the same experience of having every drop of mana in her body vibrate to the sensation of Sol's mood being scraped off the floor and raised to new heights.

"Hey, what was that earlier, are you okay?" Usami asked as soon as Sol was near the table again, walking towards them with Ikaris at his side holding his hand.

"Sorry about that, there was an unruly amount of negative energy that I had to expel..." Sol paused and stared at the table. "Nobody's touched the food?"

"They decided to wait on your return, Master," Alpha answered appearing at his side like a ghost and staring up at him as the food began getting warm again and steam began rising from it.

"Right, well let's not waste any more time then and dig in!" Sol effectively equipped his mask once more and clapped his hands like a curator bringing a bout of joy as everyone began conversing and smiling again like they were up until his episode.

"Okay, but what actually happened though?" Usami asked After a few hours had elapsed, might have fallen and everyone had broken into smaller mixed groups having more personal conversations, she had waited the entire evening for him to have a moment and as soon as he did she sprung the question on him.

"I don't want to pretend like I didn't see it happen, you're the centre of our collective, something that affects you effectively means trouble for every last one of us, I shudder to think of anything bad happening and you disappearing and leaving us alone."

She raised a bottle of beer towards him and he sighed and smiled at her. "So?"

"I had an episode," Sol answered honestly, but unable to believe his words Usami started chuckling, thinking he was making it up until she saw the serious expression on his face.

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yes," he smiled at her prompting a sudden clearing of her throat as she perked up and rested her hand on his back, concerned.

"Was it like a... Y'know, mental episode?" She asked and Sol scoffed at the question and shook his head in the negative.

"If I had a mental episode and then came back and pretended it didn't happen I'd be the biggest psychopath I know, no, I'm not a mental case, Usami," Sol laughed out for a few seconds and then shook his head again. "No, it was anxiety."

"You had an anxiety attack?" She furrowed her brows and sighed. "Can you tell me why, or...?"

"It's the first time anything of the sort has happened since recent times, I used to have them back on Atla but I was pretty good at covering it up, this time though Ikaris realised right away and came after me..."

"Anxiety..." Usami mused.

"Yes, constantly thinking of the Emporium made me uncomfortable, I would like to not be afraid but I'm scared for Talia's sake, on the occasion of my demise or failure to protect her and Ikaris she's gonna be targeted and possibly harvested; the thought of having my baby girl turned into a lab experiment triggered some awful thoughts, in the history of the Grand Emporium this is the first time anyone like her has been born, Vatui aren't supposed to be capable of reproduction, and Godslayers aren't naturally as strong as I am, Ikaris has a reputation of bloodletting that precedes her so when they realised who they were dealing with they sent Flint."

"Is that man really that strong?" Usami stared at him in shock.

"Strong enough to kill Ikaris?" She asked back.

"No, but they don't know that, and that's why my anxiety was triggered, none of them know how powerful Ikaris has become; inside of her is a part of the collective a greater portion -she is far more powerful than she once was, the only being with greater strength to hers is me, the moment they realise this they're gonna send someone troublesome and that's why I'm gonna destroy them before they do." Sol huffed.

"I hate being nervous, but these people make me extremely nervous."

"Even if I can't relate to most of what you say and go through, I can at least understand your stress about Talia," She nodded and patted his back roughly. "Don't worry, you're a great father and the most amazing shield in existence, you don't need to shimmy around over the small detail, you're the one and only Sol Vestic, y'know." Usami raised her drink when she saw Arla coming over.

"I'll leave you to your girls," She promptly gave Arla a wink and left before the elf could fully reach them.

"Master, are you still troubled?" She asked and Sol nodded.

"It's not a feeling that I can get rid of that easily, I'm... What are you doing, Arla?" Sol paused when she walked right up to him and pressed her breasts against him resulting in the button of her blouse snapping.

"I often fail to offer the right words. I am well-spoken, but I also lack common compassion sometimes; I am sorry I am like this," She stared up at him.

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"Master, if you don't mind, I would like to offer you pleasure in place of words."