Chapter 621: King level

Chapter 621: King level

In the beginning, there was nothing— a void of infinite darkness, silent, still, perpetual. Time itself lay dormant, uniformed, and the cosmos awaited for its first spark of creation.

Right here was the beginning of the universe. If you were to compare it to a river, it would be considered as the source— the beginning of everything.

The outside of the universe was not a space where a living creature could survive. No, not even a materialistic object could exist in that space. The laws of physics didn't exist there, and to be precise, it couldn’t exactly be identified as a space or a location.

It just was.

A point where an unlimited amount of universes and unlimited possibilities were being compressed into pure energy. But at the same time, time was frozen to a standstill. Although it had infinite possibilities, there was no spark for any of those possibilities to be realized. Although it was the beginning, nothing was starting.

Was it Fate or simply a series of coincidences? In this source where nothing started, one mote of consciousness gained self-awareness.

Up until now, it had never had a clear recognition of itself. Up until now, it had been the only existence in the infinite darkness, so there had been no need for differentiating between it and the rest.

But slowly, this one unique consciousness started to understand the most important concept of all.

That of the self.

— and thus the most important question in the history of creation was asked.

What am I?

This one thought, small and nearly inconsequential was the spark needed to start the creation of the universe— for a universe could only exist when there was someone to observe it.

Then, in an instant, the veil of nothingness was torn asunder by a force of unimaginable power. From this primal rupture, a radiant explosion of energy erupted, a symphony of creation that filled the void with its majestic crescendo. This was the birth of all things, the Big Bang— a cataclysmic genesis that set the universe in motion.

Blinding waves of incandescent light surged outward, painting the cosmos with their ethereal glow. Colors beyond mortal comprehension swirled and danced in the cosmic expanse as if the heavens themselves were aflame with the joy of existence. The raw energy, seething and untamed, forged the very fabric of reality, weaving together the very fabric of space and time.

He witnessed it all. More than a creator, he was the first observer. The one who started everything, the one who set everything in motion.

So he named himself Adam — The Origin.

———

As the power of the four riders filled him, memories from a distant past manifested in his mind, and the consciousness that had ceased to exist woke up once again.

I am Sol.

From nothingness came something. In a world where no light existed, a naked body slowly began forming, with golden hair, curved horns, a muscular body, and a humanoid appearance.

Two cerulean blue eyes opened and Sol stood up alone, his gaze slightly blank as he tried to remember the sight of the beginning of the universe. Now, he knew the true name and nature of Adam, his oldest self.

“Genesis.”

He muttered and realized that he could now speak, and yet the void he existed in had seemingly not changed in the slightest.

“Thanks.”

Sol spoke, sending his thanks to both Adam and his girls.

He had won his gamble. He survived and woke up from his eternal slumber that would have finally ceased all of his existence.

Slowly, in his Sea of Consciousness, a third letter started forming alongside the D and the E. Even though it was still faint, he could see the contour of the letter. It was an – N.

All he cared for was the feasibility of this plan and so he started scheming. Using the witches as the basis, he started guiding Setsuna and Lilin toward the path that would be the most advantageous for them and also for him.

“The Four Riders represent the End while the Four Directions represent the Origin.” Those eight women had been the anchors for his source of power.

The links necessary to fill his body and mind with myriads of opposite powers. Even then, this might not have been enough. But thanks to Adam’s intervention, the last obstacles lying before his path to completeness were destroyed.

Throughout his short but eventful adventure, Sol had observed many bright individuals, each of them walking a path they made for themselves. Be it, Tiamat’s Defiance, Lucifer’s Rebellion, or even Nefertiti’s Servitude. Each of those paths represented the heart of the individual who walked on them.

“I am not the End.”

Sol crushed the ‘N’ with no hesitation. Though he had accepted the end, his path did not lay on it.

“Neither am I the Origin.”

Then what was Sol’s path? What concept did he seek?

“I am Everything, for I am Nothing. I am a concept... of concepts. Life and Death... Good and Evil... Reality and Illusion... Chaos and Order, all these things I know and affect... but never do they touch me,” His voice resonated violently as he gained more and more confidence on the path he wished to tread.

“My concept is that of Balance. I will become the one who walks between all Boundaries of existence and nothingness.”

This was his path toward omnipotence. His path toward Godhood.

Changes started on Sol’s body, and his blue eyes took a rainbow hue. This was an evolution of his divine weapon. More than simply observing the strings of Fate, it would help him see the fundamental laws of the universe themselves.

He would see everything.

He would hear everything.

He would feel everything.

The N that had been formed in his sea of consciousness was crushed and used as energy, and so did the name Origin.

“I will become The One Above All.”

Finally, after so many adventures, so many schemes, and so many preparations, Sol had reached the second step toward his ultimate goal.

The two roads that once stood in his left and right vanished and were replaced by one gigantic road that seemed wide enough to encompass all creation.

“From now on...”

Two new letters, U and S, appeared and were added to the previous D and E.

“My Avatar name will be— DEUS!”

The void trembled as if rebelling toward the advent of a new order and the birth of a new King.

“My first order is....”

He clapped his hands together and shouted,

“Let! There! Be! Light!”