Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

A melody played through the unknown, by the unknown, to the unknown. Chimes had gone where the wind didn't blow. Merciless, the classic melody was accompanied by the wailing and churning throat and mending of tongue in the place where it was hidden by MF's sight.

'My head hurts.'

MF noticed the occult beast closing one of its eyes. Having some instinct, MF mimicked it and closed one of her eyes, sticking her tongue out.

The moment she did that, the psychic pain and the throbbing madness dissipated.

"Tatara~ now you know how to maintain your sanity while accompanying me, master~"

Still closing one of her eyes, MF replied with an amused smile. She didn't need to kept sticking her tongue out as it was probably only for the immunity activation. "I'm liking you already."

The Occult Beast swam through the void gracefully as the tendrils from its sleeves were stretching. It seemed like it didn't have any kind of lower body part inside the humanoid torso that held the yellow raincoat. Because of the absence of madness, MF could see all of it clearly although it still had the same effect when looking at her eyes.

The Ouroboros looked in only one direction, letting the Occult Beast circled her.

"Tatara~ along the shore the cloud waves break, the twin suns sink behind the lake. The shadows lengthen—in Carcosa." The Occult Beast pondered. "I'm only able to manifest the song to that certain extent."

"Within the Carcosa, do you even know what that place is?" MF chuckled.

"Of course I do, my existence is tied to the real thing." The Occult Beast charmingly smiled as it tried to approach the Ouroboros' face, putting its tendrils onto her cheeks. "Firstly let me introduce myself~

"You as my master would probably know this but I'm part of you." It then pushed its beautiful face forward for MF to see, mentally painful. "If I die, you'll die, and vice versa. Tarara~ the chime went, parara~ the madness applied chorus~!"

As the eldritch entity wafted away, dancing in the void to give a performance to its master. It sang a voice from the deep, deep, in Carcosa.

[ Occult Beast Name: Unnamed _

[ It's recommended for the Owner of the Occult Core to settle with the Occult Beast name to fortify the pact ]

Ignoring the screen that she could only see for a while, MF listened to the eerie yet endearing choir until it ended, respecting the delicate offering that was genuinely performed by the Occult Beast with heart.

The 'Minor Overseer' sensed a strong feeling of loss. The Occult Beast had just been born although it had the intelligence, it was lost and MF needed to calm it down before even trying to settle for its name.

It began with a mild, and resonating chord before thrusting into an even powerful and fiery melody. Before she realized, one hour had passed within the Occult Domain, despite feeling like only minutes had passed.

As the Occult Beast ended its performance with a sharp soprano, MF greeted the end with a beginning in the form of an applaud. The Occult Beast was surprised, and it looked happy knowing that it met with a very understanding master. The Beast giggled, showing a tender and charming smile.

"Your voice is like a tidal, calming when the wind blows, destructive when it's on the rise."

"Mmmhhh~ I think it will be fun having a master like you." It released its wavy jet-black hair from the raincoat hood. The beast raised its left tendrils to the ceiling, tilting its head. "Tatara~ parara~ karaka~ sarara~ tatara~ I see that you've been thinking about giving me a name. No need to stress it anymore, as the 'Akashic Record' had ingrained my existence within words."

MF closed both of her eyes, putting the other one on her chest. "I won't indulge in changing your name then. All I want is mutual benefits, you're part of me, hence you're not my slave."

To the Occult Beast, when someone closed all of their eyes, it showed that they have their utmost trust in the person in front of them.

"Thinking about it, I guess I'll be leaving my name to you~" The Occult Beast smiled widely to the point it squinted its eyes. "I'll agree to anything you will engrave me with."

MF was still unsure, this Occult Beast might be more terrifying than what it had revealed so far. Not trying to make any bad assumption, she used the 'Minor Overseer' to pry into the Occult Beast even more.

Just like a living being, it had a soul. The beast also mentioned something about 'Akashic Record', it must've something to do with an inscription ingrained somewhere within this Occult Domain. Whether it was within the Core, or the Beast's soul.

She noticed a symbol that said, 'Watercolor Raindrop' within its soul.

'Is this her inscribed name? Watercolor Raindrop? It's so long although the latter words make sense because the beast is wearing a raincoat.'

Before she made a decision, MF dug further into the Occult Core, only to realize that there is one orbiting rune, hidden from naked eye.

'There is still another branch!?'

The rune was weak, as if it didn't have the enough energy to bloom like the other Occult Branches. But unlike the other branches, it had a valid connection to the Beast's soul. Within that translucent rune appeared to be another symbol akin to the one on its soul.

'Cyanotype' was engraved.

A cyanotype was a photographic blueprint mainly used on biological existence, the blueprint of life. After comprehending the meaning behind the name, she was reminded of one Occult Fragment that didn't survive.

Tiamat of the Primordial Soup.

'I wonder if it's possible to rejuvenate and strengthen this weak Main Root connection for it to be available in the future.'

MF then opened one of her eyes, she saw the beast waiting with enthusiasm.

"You know your own existence more than I do. This might be out of your roots but I want to suggest a name, not ingraining it to you."

"Tatara? Tell me then, I'll be more than glad to hear it~"

"Cyanotype."

The Occult Beast widely opened its eyes.. It was more than surprised, knowing its owner not only guessed one of its inscribed names, but the one hidden beneath the reality.