Chapter 128: Celebrations

Chapter 128: Celebrations

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The battles finally ended, the Barbarian God was slain, and his powers were distributed back into the world. The new Beast God, Typhon, was the new pillar of the world of Elios, similar to how I had designed Leviathan to take care of Eclipse.

Still, it was a pity that the other Divine Beast Spirit Gods couldn’t remain here. Their own existences must have weakened tremendously over these three hundred years. Usually, one would imagine such an amount of time as nothing to a god or an Immortal.

However, for special beings such as them, whose powers and roots originate from Myths, once their stories are forgotten by the people, they naturally grow weaker. Because of this, summed up with their sealing and how the Barbarian God stole their divinities over time, this is what happened.

Wounds I couldn’t heal, and people I couldn’t save...

Even after eleven thousand years of cultivation and growth, there are still many things I cannot do. Saving these beings, whose biology and existence were beyond my understanding at the moment, was one of them.

But that won’t last for long; as I grow stronger and understand better all of these abilities and beings, I’ll also have the ability to heal them.

I promise I will.

You sacrificed everything to save your world, your people, the world, and the people you loved so much. If anything, you’re perhaps the most noble beings I’ve met in my life.

For you, it is worth giving it my all, so other beings like you can have a second chance too.

You made me learn that not all gods were evil either, that not all of them were corrupt, and that some, like a parent to a child, genuinely loved their creations and took care of them.

You helped them grow, you nurtured them, and you gave them this beautiful world.

“I will make sure to protect your legacy.”

I looked into the skies; the night had already arrived, and for the first time in a while, I gave myself the privilege of just sitting down over the grasslands and enjoying the starry night.

There were more stars in the sky than I could ever see back on Earth, all of them so bright and so beautiful.

Were these stars that the Lion came from?

He was most likely a god from another Realm, or World, someone who came alone and made his world, his children, their siblings, and then the people.

I don’t know what his reasons were, but after traveling across the stars through his long life...

Maybe he was just lonely.

When he died, he looked happy and fulfilled.

It was as if he had done everything he could have ever wanted and was happy to leave the world as he had made it.

So that’s how God truly is, huh?

“The night sky is beautiful today,” Mursha said.

We were all sitting over the grasslands, enjoying our own time together, and having a large picnic. The people of the camp were surrounding us, making a huge celebration.

Thousands of people danced, sang, ate, and laughed together. It was a night of celebration, something that would be remembered by the next generation as a legend, perhaps.

“It indeed is!” nodded Urbosa. “This world... I want to bring my Hekita here; I want to show my baby this world she never saw.”

“Hekita... wasn’t born here?” I wondered.

“No, we ran away from Elios when I was just a child after all,” Urbosa smiled, caressing my hand as she rested her head over my shoulder. “I want to bring her here so she can learn about her heritage and about the world her tribe once lived in. And maybe we can finally come back too.”

“We have to definitely tell the entire tribe!” nodded Merkite. “I’m sure they’re going to be thrilled to come back, especially all the grandpas and grandmas!”

“Yeah, let’s do that then.” I nodded. “But let’s not force them; maybe some would prefer to stay in Eclipse, and that's perfectly understandable. Unlike Eclipse, this place is underdeveloped. There aren’t large cities or civilizations anymore. It is pretty much a blank slate, with this camp being the only last place where the few survivors of many tribes gathered together.”

“It’ll be a hard path from now on to remake everything we lost,” sighed Urbosa. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to help as much as I wish... I’m here with you now; you’re my dear mate. And I’m pregnant with our child, so it would be imprudent to spend my time here when I should be at your side.”

“Ah, well...” I felt slightly embarrassed; she talked so proudly about that. “If you really want to, I wouldn’t mind staying here with you; although I’ll keep climbing the tower, I can help you reconstruct this place.”

However, in terms of body, although they had not realized, perhaps due to the stat boosts of levels dulling the sensation of their body being reinforced, they have become "immortal," meaning that they won’t die from aging. For example, they have become tough enough to be considered goddesses or beyond, and they can now unleash Immortal Techniques.

“And well, I don’t know if you haven’t realized yet, but the two of you have already ascended into immortals.” I said. “Your bodies became super tough, and you won’t age anymore. Rank 6 does that.”

“E-Eh?! Already!”

“No way!”

The two were surprised, as I expected. Mursha should get to that level eventually as well; she just needs to spend more time meditating, or perhaps fighting, while using her abilities and many energies.

“Hahaha, you two are amazingly strong!” I giggled, hugging my two cute wives. “Be proud! You’re stronger than most of the gods I've fought already. Pretty amazing, right?”

“T-That’ much?!” Urbosa gasped.

“That’s crazy...” Merkite muttered.

Well, their humbleness was also part of their charm. Instead of letting such power get into their heads, they’re mostly just worried they won’t be able to use it properly.

People like this are perhaps the best candidates to actually wield power, in my opinion. Those who remain humble, even at the pinnacle, are the true inheritors of heaven and earth.

As I left them celebrating and drinking, talking between friends, I moved to another part of the camp, where Mr. Lonely was sitting around, drinking on his own.

“Hey.”

“Hm? Bing Xue...”

Seth was sitting there, looking at the sky as he reminisced about something.

“You don’t need to come look for me; I’m fine,” he said. “Were you worried? Don’t worry. Go spend time with your lovers and friends.”

“Well, aren’t you my friend?” I asked.

“A-Am I?” He felt slightly flustered. “I didn’t know you considered me one already.”

“Hahaha! Well, more like my dear disciple!” I patted his head. “But yes, there’s a bond of friendship too, of family. To become my disciple is to become my family and friend.”

“Hah... Alright then,” he said, drinking some more. “What did you want to talk about?”

“Seth...”

I stood in front of him, looking into his eyes.

“From the future, you came from... This world ended, didn’t it?”

His eyes widened for a moment as I confronted him about something he hadn’t told me about before.

“Hah... Nothing can escape you, huh? Indeed. The world of Elios, from the future I came from, was destroyed.”

Then he sighed, sitting down more comfortably.

“And it wasn’t the Barbarian God who did it.”

“Does it have to do with the people behind his conception? Not the cult, the others.”

He laughed.

“Yes, you guessed right.”

The real culprits of Elios’ tragedy and countless other worlds.

The enemies hiding in the shadows.

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