Bro, I'm not an Undead!-Chapter 1628: Ambitions of the Weak, Ambitions of the Strong
Future Skullius understood it all; he knew how this Reality came to be.
It was once a blank canvas rich with Order that the Wanderer Who Seeds painted a small world – the first world – onto. He made the first living beings and planted them there, along with his daughters and an overseer. Wyrrim.
Wyrrim watched over all three Realities that the Wanderer had made. She had no trouble sparing a significant portion of her consciousness watching over the Wanderer’s three daughters and triggering their development.
The Frenzy, a disease that quickly began reaping the lives of the people in the first world was the trigger, Wyrrim’s own machination influenced by the Wanderer’s desire. This strange being wondered how his children in this Reality would respond to it. The results didn’t surprise him.
His children reached for his Order – the |Greater Cosmic Law| - in a desperate attempt to not die, even if the first death in this Reality was only temporary.
But it was a rich Order composed of five aspects. The |Greater Cosmic Law| wouldn’t be learned easily.
There was the Immors – life and death; the Litte – Absolute Sun; the Heide – Fallen Shadow; Eklhesh – space and distance; and Conste – time.
Void comprehended Heide, Eklhesh and Litte, while Emmae managed the Immors.
Serenity was left behind. For one reason or another, she just couldn’t study the Wanderer’s Order on her own. Thus, she resorted to stealing the first draft of Emmae’s research into the Immors to serve as the base for her own idea – Null Life. But as it turned out, Void was also interested in the Immors. To earn an easy win, she hired the services of a ’friend’ of hers, TITEMIUS, to seduce Serenity into giving up what she’d found from Emmae’s notes.
A conflict broke out as the three sisters developed what would soon be known as the Existential Parallels. Serenity wished she could make amends with Emmae for stealing from her, but she couldn’t care less about Void. She envied how much of the |Greater Cosmic Law| Void had already comprehended. She yearned to do as well using the creatures from her Null Verse.
But the efforts of the three sisters did not simply culminate in the rise of their strength.
A few of the living beings on the first world learned how to comprehend the |Greater Cosmic Law| because of the three and became the first Deities – the first conventional Divine beings.
They were no less ambitious than the three sisters.
AKHASHA, in particular, was a boundless well of inspiration, and greed. He had a vision of the future where boundless worlds littered Reality harboring innumerable living beings, all of which, upon donning the colors of Divinity, would pay tribute to him.
To achieve this, AKHASHA would need to comprehend the Conste aspect of the |Greater Cosmic Law| and control the Immortality gifted to mortals after they reached a certain threshold of strength and he did.
He wasn’t the only one with a big dream, however.
There were others. They all rose to his level and made pacts with him. Some of them, proficient with bits of the |Greater Cosmic Law|, proposed ideas that would encourage creativity throughout Reality while simultaneously keeping all future Divine beings in check.
Hence, the Common Reality Leagues – the bizarre connection between the guidance field and Exotic Parlous Natures; the Treasures; the Andori; the Immortal Physiques.
But while these powers budded, others also flourished in Reality.
The Wanderer considered his daughters’ decision to rebel against death treasonous. Thus, playfully, he released an odd influence to counter the uncontested power of Existential Parallels.
They were called the Wanderer’s shills or champions – rare, rebellious beings given powers directly tied to the |Greater Cosmic Law|.
These champions more often than not found themselves facing off against an Existential Parallel Bearer in a match of Direction. The one to emerge victorious in a battle would devour the other’s fate. All of it.
This had been the norm for eons. The three sisters lost and gained ground in equal measure because their father never relented.
Emmae and Serenity could care less for this, as they had deeper goals of their own.
...But Void was different.
Serenity wanted to flee this Reality to another.
Emmae was a genius wrapped up in the exploration of powers beyond comprehension.
...And Void simply wanted to reconnect with the Wanderer. Her father.
Eons since she became a boundless blanket across Reality, nigh omniscient and heavy, so as to hide secrets, she had been making all kinds of attempts to contact him.
As it happened, she couldn’t do that through Wyrrim, who cleared favored Serenity the most. Besides, that method would wound her pride.
Thus, she tried her own way.
After eons of terrible luck, she finally found a reasonable champion of her father in Fulgardt. The Immoral was just the right blend of intelligent and mad. Unlike others she’d found, he was wholly devoted to pleasing the Wanderer and spreading his glory.
That was why Void entered a CONTRACT with Fulgardt and shared information with him as he demanded in exchange for power.
If there was anyone who could get her to the Wanderer, it was this man.
...
So... why then did Void suddenly give Boron the order to kill Fulgardt?
Why was the detestable Cumin stabbing his halberd straight through Fulgardt from behind while everyone gaped in surprise?
Indeed, Boron’s halberd was the chip Void used to make him do her bidding, but... for what reason?
Was it because Fulgardt had shared too much with Rias? Was it because he had taught the masked man how to contact Emmae and make him a Bearer of Undeath – Void’s direct enemy?
Or was there something deeper than this? Something even more sinister that warranted Void’s desperate attempt to kill the Immoral?
To Fulgardt, the justification didn’t matter.
<You’ve overestimated your freedom of expression. Someone else is not entirely happy about that, Fulgardt. Someone you know very well.>
As Boron said those words, something churned in Fulgardt’s head. It might have been the same spark of rebellion that lit up inside Void, Emmae and Serenity all those eons ago.
Even as the halberd’s blade turned him to stone, Broader Existence and all, Fulgardt found it in him to cough a crass, disjointed laugh. It held traces of mockery.
"Are you that scared of my tongue, Void?" he cried, lifting his head to the skies. "You should know, secrets can be revealed with more than just words! All I need, is reach!"
