Jason felt the world blur. No, to him, everything was just blury. He couldn't really focus on a single aspect, and see it for what it was. It was a strange feeling. A one of kind one at that. But just as he was about to panic, he felt his vision, slowly but steadily, switch from blury to clear. Everything was having clear shapes and forms, and their colors became distinctive. "Where... is this..?" He wondered, as finally, his vision was back to tip top condition. In fact, he was able to see twenty times better than the average human eye. But even then, it still took quite a while for him to properly discern the environment he found himself in. "Is this... a hospital? Strange. Why does it look familiar to me..?" He thought out loud in wonder. His intelligence was very much high, and it allowed him to quickly grasp his situation. Hence despite just waking up, he still knew that he was here to find answer, and that this might all just be a dream. Yet that aside, where, in this drea
I... always liked the child version of you better. He never gave me much trouble, and wasn't always trying to kill himself looking for answers to unnecessary questions." She said, softly chuckling to herself once more. "But since I could not watch you die, I still had to choose the current you, over this little one. And thus, that created this loop we find ourself in." She added, her chuckling dying down. "It was either I saved you, and neglect him. Or watch you die, and raise him. The choice was hard." "Choosing the latter option, would mean that I was raising you for nothing, as you would later die on your journey. Just the thought of that, always haunted me." "And, at the end of the day... weren't you both my babies? Weren't you both the same person just from two different time points?" Her tone became bitter as she continued to speak. Jason stood aside and just lent her his ears. That was the least he could do for her at the moment, as she
It's been two hours since Jason's doppelganger took everyone here, at the other side of Stella's temple of Stars, left behind by its owner. Throughout this two hours, not much had occurred. Not much interactions, nor activities were pulled off, as most people chose to rest themselves, mentally, and physically. Some even spiritually. They had to rest their belief in the goddess that has yet to respond to their cries, and just focus on themselves. Thus everything was silent. On one side, there was Roy leaning behind a broken rock slab, while burying his head within his knees. He was far away from the others, be it the humans, or the novaks. On the other side, was Joe sitting within an open space, with Adolf by his side. The man's condition was still as bleak as always. Anabella was tending to her trusty magical gun, Bella's Charm, cleaning and learning more about it. She was even close to dismantling it, and putting it back up together. Unfortunately, it wasn't her weapon. The no
'It's been two hours, huh...' Jason thought, sitting up atop the platform at the center of the Stella's temple of Stars. Or rather, this ruin of a building. Behind him was Beatrice, who sat back to back with him, whilst entertaining the golden ethereal bird that called itself the "Spirit of God". The two of them, full of joy and positivity, created a contrasting difference towards the vast lifeless temple. They brought out a spark of hope, a glimmer of beauty to its visage. And had it not been for them, Jason would have been more depressed than he already was. 'No, I'm not depressed. I'm just tired.' He corrected himself, looking up at the ceiling of the temple. It was simple, as it was the reflected version of the area below, where they sat. '...I have to say, Ancient people knew art and beauty.' His thoughts drifted to such miscellaneous topics. Not that modern people didn't have the taste of art, but compared to ancient people, they were far too premature with their design. "O
The Entity standing above everything, their disposition made out of various colors of high intensity. Light that could dig into the eyes of those unworthy, burning them to nothingness. It was the being that had created the world, or so the novaks preach. They stood above ground, and looked down on Jason, and responded to his words. 《Yes, I am Stella, or so people have termed me. And my apologies. I did not mean to disappoint you. I am my own being, and this child here, are their own entity– oh, they have already identified themselves as female. That's good. At least she is progressing》 The ethereal voice of Stella resounded, their tone capable of soothing through the emotions of even a men broken through and through by the world. Yet Jason was unfazed. Even he was surprised at that. "Yeah yeah, I get it. So what's with her? What is she? Your illegitimate daughter of something?" And thus, he threw questions at her. His gut feeling told him this
[ You've been given a greater divine blessing by the Goddess of Stars, Stella. Your stats have increased by 30% each ] [ Your Infinite Extraction Talent's effects have innately kicked in ] [ Infinite Extraction Complete. You have extracted and refined the greater divine blessing of the stars from the Goddess of Stars, Stella ] [ Please choose a Talent of your choice to designate as a Blessing ] [ "Phase Realm" has been designated as a Divine Blessing. It's Level has exponentially increased, and it has evolved under the baptism of the Universal Laws ] [ You've obtained the unique grade Level S Divine Blessing - Temple of Stars ] "..." Jason read through the notifications that came from accepting not only the remnant will of Stella's blessing, but her mission as well. His expression was still contorted in disbelief and confusion. The hours have come, and passed, the desolate silence still omnipresent, yet he was still greatly... lost, at the thoughts of Stella, the thoughts of a
Number two opened her eyes to a ceiling full of pillars connecting it to the floor. A scene she was more than used to seeing, as she had constant visions of Stella here. Her dreams were mostly this place at it's peak. And her Nightmares the other side where the doppelganger was, when it used to be a temple as well. Yet from today, all of that, might just be memories. The remnant will of Stella that awakened within her a few years back. This aged temple, or the ruined temple on the other side. They will be memories, as her purpose was achieved. There was no more reason for her to exist, as Stella, will take over her body and be reborn. ...Or so, she thought. "Hm? Why are you quite all of a sudden? Didn't I just ask you a simple question? Huh, Stella wannabe?" Jason pressured her with his interrogative questions, and stern tone. He stood at the platform, with his hands folded right before his chest, a look of repressed anger and resignation on his face, as he looked down on Number
Joe sighed. The man wasn't sure how many times has he sighed the past three hours, but it was a lot. Far too many to count even. In fact, he sighed so much, he was getting a migraine right now. '...Is that novak lass still alive? What about the god fearing child?' He thought, briefly stealing a glance at Jason's doppelganger. And as far as he could tell, he was not bothered. If anything, he was enjoying the star-bath while lying down on a broken piece of the temple. '...I guess she's still alright if he isn't worried. But when are they going to arrive?' He sighed again. He then turned around, and saw Adolf's body encased within an earth casket. Or something of sorts, that greatly restricted his limb movement, as well as his head from jumping off his neck. Yet that did nothing to stop the black mist subtly drifting around him. And that mist, was Joe's major reason for worrying about number two's reappearance. From twitching about two hours, he went into a comatose an hour later,
He snapped his fingers, and above his palms, a white crystal appeared. Pure white, and radiant in nature, it dwarfed any normal jewel or crystal the two have ever seen within their life. "This is..." Anabella exclaimed, as she felt her blood boil at the appearance of the crystal, with her breathe slowly hastening. 'What... What's going on with my body..?!?!' She panicked. "Calm down. This is a shard of divinity, exactly what you're looking for to exceed your current Rank and mortality." Jason saw through her sudden excitement and panic, as he decided to calm her down, then went back to appraising the shard of divinity closely. [ Shard of Divinity ] [ Rank :- 20 (Deity-Low) ] [ Function :- A rare graded treasure, that is obtained from Higher Worlds or from Planes above worlds, or from divine beings killed. It can be used with, and within anything, having high Affinity with almost all things within the Universe. The higher its rank, the higher the Affinity with Existence. Can act a
A question that was not much of a question at all. It felt like a command. And hearing that she would grow even stronger, Anabella felt dread invade her nerves. Just ranking up three times gave her a sense of great power, let alone when she went as far as to Rank up six times!! She dreaded the idea, but went forth with it nonetheless. "Uh, ye–yes, right away." Anabella, though even more confused and frightful, still did as ordered, and ranked herself up again. And this time, it was the first time she went through six Ranks at the same time. No, nine ranks, including the prior three ranks from Rank 9 to Rank 12. The changes to her mentality? Were great. [ TING~ ] [ You have spent 101,250 units of Energy Essence to promote yourself towards the next three ranks ] [ An achievement made!! Congratulations for being one of the top 100 humans to reach Rank 18 first –all your stats have increased by ten points each ] "Oh?" Anabella paused in shock, letting out a light exclaim at the
The true clone was having a conversation with Felix, trying to learn more about the opponents it had to take out before facing the big boss, Fein the demonic deity himself. And the conversation was just beginning to take place, when a sea of notifications made an entrance, detailing an inclusion of a high element into the conversion process. Just like how the creation of the demonic undeads had the inclusion of Constell, or rather now known as Daemon, the corrupted greater god of constellations and destiny's bloodline, made them a demonic variant of undeads. This time, the inclusion was a fragment of divinity. The true clone briefly glanced through the notifications, and the choices the Jason, within the "Temple of Stars", had chosen t
But what would the death gods do even if Jason swore onto their name and divinity? Nothing, and he knew that too. They had no access to his destination, and they all knew their incarnations would be easily destroyed when sent down. Hence they could only swallow up their pride, pretend they heard nothing of such, and respond to his genuine concern. And sure thing, a response quickly came. The same introduction as always appeared before it, and the true clone smiled, continuing to read through more red tinted notifications that flashed by. The true clone paused, and briefed through the notifications once again. It went through t
[ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your party members, and is shared equally amongst them ] [ TING~ ] [ 25% of the obtained units of energy essence have been transfered to your demonic undeads, and is shared equally amongst them ] 50% of its energy essence... gone!! The true clone reread through the notifications that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but sigh. 'I forgot about these guys, and their presence. Well... honestly, this alone is still enough to last me far longer than I can presume.' It thought to itself. Fifteen million units of energy essence was still a lot to have. Even when including the fact that Jason required seven times more energy essence than others to Rank himself up. It was still enough. 'I bet this is enough to take me all the way towards the rank of semi-higher beings, or the likes. Maybe even beyond that level.' It thought, a smiling etching itself on its face. And taking into consideration the fact th
From his deduction, the Cypressian Lord would not survive for the next coming ten seconds. By then, it would truly be dead, regardless of how much of a struggle it puts on. "What can I say? I'm just every false god's living nightmare." The true clone responded with pride, sighing in relief as it's bet and calculation took place perfectly as calculated. After all, taking down eighty million points of Vitality was not something easy to do. Not even for itself. Next time, [Fenrir's Rage] would be excluded, since the raging special effect was not of much use to it. 'If it wasn't for the "Black Gloves" and the fifth grade blessing of the [White Shadow Blessing], I would have long pulled back without any sort of hesitation at all.' It expressed, now waiting to reap the benefits of killing the Cypressian Lord. It then went through its plan again, and how risky it would have been if it failed. But first, it checked the wondrous definition of the fifth stage of the [White Shodow Blessing].
"Fucking go back." The true clone uttered, throwing down yet another Dual Lance towards the Cypressian Lord that had secretly escaped the hands of death. It's intention clear, as it wanted the Cypressian Lord back into the folds of death, and the [Undead Monarch] Trait also cried out in defiance when it felt parts of its authority being rejected right before it. 'Perish.' The true clone thought, as the Dual Lance tore through the skies like a white flash of lightning, entering through one portal-way, and out another. And like the judgement of the gods repeating their punishment once more, the Dual Lance struck the same place, and snuffed out the life force of the Cypressian Lord, not even giving it the chance to let out a cry of pain. "..." Yet nobody celebrated. "It... has yet to die." Felix added once more, now understanding why Fate had warned him not to go against his brother, without sufficient preparations to die. 'Fein, oh Fein, you seem to be determined to fight against
"...Like a war king, my brother has his defense unit, offense unit, as well as support unit. Oh, the artifact you destroyed not too long was supposed to have been the scouting unit. Fortunately, it was not yet a half-divine ranked artifact, and was not blessed." Felix carefully divulged, information that would be considered 'snitching', as he was throwing his own brother under the bus. And without remorse, added more with a straight face. "...And to add, each one is actually more of a greater threat than the other. Personally, I believe this one is the easiest to deal with as long as–" He continued, looking straight at the true clone, and how it visibly got more and more annoyed at his attempts. Until finally, when a smile crept up on his face as if he knew he was annoying it. The true clone finally snapped, and gave him the attentions he needed, "Shut up for a minute. I promise I'll get back to you in a minute, you damned bastard." It said, bathed in anger and annoyance. "Okay."
[Undead Monarch] was only for just in case an error took place, and it would die. This Trait gave it power over death, temporarily giving it Undead properties such as being undying, as long as it's subjects still existed – the demonic undead trio in this case. Each one acted as a soul courier, whereby if they exist, it exists. [Dawn of The Trimurti] also gave it amazing boosts of strength, secretly increasing each stat by 4,000 points. A hidden effect not included within its long description, and something that the true clone did not mind. Plus, it also had plans for [The Creator – Brahma's Mind Eye], which allowed it to be able to create anything of its level once a weak. 'Didn't think I'd be wasting this chance here, but I don't mind. I'll just create something that can kill someone, regardless of it's reviving powers. Hence, I can eliminate this guy with just one shot.' It thought, not sure if such an effect was at its level or beyond it. Nonetheless, it had to work. [Son of Me