Chapter 415 - THE JOY OF LIFE (5)

Azief smiles. She is reflected in his eyes and he is falling deep. He could see all of her and he likes seeing her smile.

He is relaxed and he is happy. It is a luxury to him. This is what he fought for. For this kind of simple happiness.

He hugged her warmly, tightly and then he kisses her forehead

Then he plants a kiss on top of her nose and then he slowly come down and kisses her on the lips, slowly and passionately.

Then he leans back and look at her face.

She was flushed red.

There is some green flour stuck on her cheek and her hair is slightly messy and she smell a lot like the smoke that the pot behind her is emitting but for some weird reason she looks perfect to him.

And he unconsciously said

'You are perfect' And she heard it and blushes slightly. She releases herself from him and turn back to her pot and then she said

'Now go wait'

Azief chuckles and then he leaves her alone inside the kitchen. He is prepared to taste the worst dish ever made by her as he lounges on the sofa.

This house does not have protection formation or any hex enchantment other than the Anti Surveillance and Anti Divine Sense protection.

Because like Sofia said anyone who dares to breach this place would probably not leave this place alive.

As he sat there waiting for her to finish making that food, he thought to himself.

This is the kind of life he always dreamed off.

It was perfect. It is pure. For one moment, he could forget all the intrigue that is happening inside his dominion, the enemies he had and all the other things.

It is a pity he is not yet truly strong. If he is strong he did not have to worry about anything even after the moment passes.

At least he is not an Emperor again.

He remembers when he became an Emperor when he was living as Azul. How tiring it was to engage in intrigue and schemes.

It is not that Azief couldn't rule, he is just tired of ruling. He was an Emperor in Azul life and he was not an ordinary Emperor.

In that life he is hailed as a wise emperor, ruling fairly and benevolent to his people.

It is hard being the Emperor. But that hardship was rewarded. With it, he got the energies inside the Rings and he could form thirteen energies.

He could take the last step anytime he wanted. But not today. He deserves this bit of time before he takes his feet on the vast world outside again.

He closes his eyes and he could feel that barrier in his Inner Universe is slowly thinning out and he smiles as he slowly opens his eyes.

'There is not much time' he said to himself. He could that a new kind of energy is slowly enveloping his Inner Universe.

This energy is not harming him instead it is giving off energy into his Inner Universe. Probably there is no one like him ion Earth.

To cultivate thirteen energies and turning them into Disk if not for the many fortuitous encounter, it would have taken him probably decades.

Or even hundreds of years. The Eternal Rings have helped him many times in his journey. One could say that his destiny changed the moment he found that ring.

His eyes seem to shine blue for a fragment of a second.

But it is not the kind of blue like the blue eye color. It is a kind of blue that seems to be from the primordial energy.

As it swirls around his pupils.

Even he himself did not notice the change because it was so brief

The reason for his eye color changing for that split second is because the energy in his body is slowly filling to its brim.

The twelve energies inside his body is slowly fusing. Before they are hard to fuse but like anything, once it was performed, it is easier later to perform it again.

Now, even if Azief did not try to fuse, the energies inside his Inner Universe slowly melding with each other, fusing and slowly producing that unknown last energy in his body.

The moment he breaks that barrier inside his Inner Universe, he could summon the Supremacy Stairway.

And then he will be transported into the Supreme Dimension, the dimension that was created by thirteen Supreme Being.

While he was waiting for his food on Earth, somewhere in the vast Universe, in a planet called Belthana the silver door of the Temple of Fates seems to shake with great trembling

Three sisters that is sitting on three thrones made of golden stars seems to stir. They have sat in the throne unresponsive, closing their eyes since they met Fir Her Waz.

There are Three Thrones, all of them is made of golden stars.

The throne sat on the main hall of the Temple of Fates. On the center of the hall, sitting on her throne is the oldest of the sisters, Atropos.

Her eyes seem to open when she senses that energy

She seems to have foreseen this moment. However, she felt that this is too early making her frown.

Her face is stern and somber and beneath her throne is her golden shears shining like the sun in the sea of starry skies.

Her dress is red as blood and her throne is twenty feet high.

Behind her throne is the scenery of death, and her shears cutting the life of warriors, kings, killers, saints, children and the elderly, for death is equal to all.

Sitting on her left side is her other sister, Lachesis. She is clothed in white light, luminous like the color of the sun before dawn is breaking.

Behind her, the scenery of life well lived can be seen.

On her right hand is a rod. There is also the image of many kinds of life forms, humans, animals, other races, like a selection of lives.

Sitting on the right side of Atropos is Clotho who is the youngest of the Fates.

Behind her throne is the scene of void forming and dissipating.

Looking farther behind the void is moving scenery of the Goddess Aphrodite making love with multiple Olympians, the scene of Titan Lord Typhon death, Zeus hurling his lightning bolt to a mortal king and it also depicts a war in which The Three Fates helped the Olympians.

Her appearance is the most pleasing out of the three sisters.

Her hair reached her hip and her clothes is golden light that could shine an entire universe. Her face is beautiful and youthful with vibrancy of life etched in every part of her face.

In her hands is a ball of golden thread

They in unison open their eyes as they sense that energy. Then they look at each other and they all frowned.

'And another one come to being' they spoke in unison.

'A child' Clotho said, her eyes seem to see something other do not.

'A dangerous child' Lachesis added

Atropos replied with

'Hmm'

They sense a familiar energy was about to born in the Universe. It is still not borne but it is slowly existing.

But it is not a new energy. It is an old energy. Ancient even

'Hmm' they all spoke in unison.

The Three Sisters of Fate are familiar with this energy. It reminded them of the Heart of Borgan.

It has the same kind of energy, same kind of scent

'Eterna' they said in unison.

And then they all nodded like they reached an agreement and closes back their eyes. The Temple of Fates seems to be silent

Meanwhile at the same time, on a remote part of the Universe, a broken star is sailing through the stars as one person sitting on a red throne laughed as he looked at the direction of Earth.

The person sitting on the red throne is none other than Wargod.

'It exist. There is still hope!' he shouted to the stars and he laughed.

Many of the top existence in the world sense that momentary burst of energy. It is faint but those powerful beings in the Universe know that energy.

Frigga and Thor is Asgard senses it.

The Jade Emperor Yu Wang was bathing in his Heavenly lake when he senses it and his heart become complicated and he only sighed.

The High Emperor of Asura Vritra who was in his Demonic Palace were angry and began killing little demons around him

Most of them did not react the same way like Wargod did. Most of them frowned as they ask to themselves

'So, their kind still exist. Is this His plan or is it simply a coincidence?' To some they have foreseen this.

As the Universe seems to grasp something, Azief is on Earth trying to eat Sofia dish. Which surprisingly enough, it is delicious.

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Etherna connection is slwoly being revealed. Anwya, would not talk much about that because I worry that I would spill the beans. And when I spoil beans, I spoil a lot of beans.