Chapter 1683 A Vow

Chapter 1683 A Vow

Once he stepped into the real world, without restrictions on his power, Varian froze for a moment. Like a dam that had burst, his senses exploded outward. They were like raging tides, eager to conquer the next inch of land.

At this sudden change, his aura too burst out. For a moment, the entire alliance felt as if an invisible hand appeared above them, ready to smash them into pieces. The provinces scrambled to their homes, the duchies tried to pray and the kingdoms despaired.

It reminded them of that great split just fifty years ago. They couldn't stop it then. They couldn't stop it now. Mortals had no say in the affairs of gods.

As the alliance prepared itself for another calamity, the aura vanished.

Varian cursed to himself and completely withdrew his power. If he really showed his presence, then God Emperor might hunt him down. For all his achievements, facing that man was still beyond Varian's reach.

'From the trace just now, he might already be searching for me, fuck.'

The power of slivers emerged, erasing the traces of his aura and signs of his life. (Wohoo! Var, you're so brave usually and now you're so cautious. The contrast is amazing! I really, really, really love it!)

He ignored the ramblings of the crazy sliver. If she had her humanoid form, Varian knew she'd be drooling while saying those words.

Thank the stars she didn't. (Var, can you smile a little? A smirk please! It's really amazing!)

[Ahem, ahem!]

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Their voices fluctuated as they exchanged words in another language, one Varian couldn't understand but vaguely felt was similar to the one used in God's Eye. Was it an ancient language? If the slivers themselves were using it, perhaps it was the language of Primordial Gods.

Shaking his head, Varian locked onto Hortus. His paranoia died down. It's been fifty years, the God Emperor probably wasn't looking for him anymore. Even if he was, at least he won't hunt him from the aura fluctuation in that brief moment. 'Maybe?'

Varian held his breath and made a pathway to Hortus. 'I'm not scared. I'm not scared. I'm not!' He was scared. Of not just God Emperor who toyed with the rulers in front of his very eyes. But also of that being he didn't know. The ones whose eyes he saw in the memories of the dead god. And if he wasn't wrong, the being who he glimpsed at in Paradise.

'I will die soon.' Varian didn't want to believe it but he couldn't deny the feeling that came from the depth of his soul. 'I will die.' He didn't know how. But he knew why. If he didn't die to the God Emperor who was powerful beyond measure, then he'd die to that unknown being.

He had seen things he shouldn't have seen. Even though those eyes just glimpsed at him across billions of years, he was nearly crippled.

Would such a being leave him alive?

'I will die...I don't want to die!'

Without even bothering to check out the situation outside, he jumped back into his world.

Sarah noticed the change in his mood. With a light kiss on his forehead, she rubbed his hair. "Don't worry, everything will be alright."

Varian had a helpless smile on his face. What he experienced told him that nothing would be alright.

But still. If he could, he really wanted to cling onto a hope. Even if it's false, he just wanted an assurance.

"Really?" He asked in a weak voice.

"Yes." Sarah turned around and rested his head on her chest. Hugging him gently, she whispered. "Everything will be alright."

Varian hugged her tight, wishing to let out his fears. Why was it that despite everything he had done, he's so scared now?

Was it death? No.

It wasn't death that frightened him the most. It was life.

The lives that his absence would shatter.

Sarah would stop smiling.

Enigma would stop joking.

Isadora would stop hoping.

Sia would stop living.

There would be no one Boo could go to tell its grieviences, no one to cajole it and no one to tell the little ghost that it's handsome.

There would be no one Oob would ask to help for decoding the ancient text using the slivers. No one to tell the little thing that its presence matters.

Aurora would lose her brother-in-law, Primula would lose her brother. Both would lose the brightness from their faces.

A single death would shatter this weird but happy family.

If he dies...

"I will not die." Varian hugged Sarah tight, startling her.

"Var?"

"Sarah, I will not die." Varian rubbed her silky hair and vowed to himself, to his family and to the world. "I will not die."