Chapter 92 Premonition Of War

"Aisa, you lucky bastard. Having such a cool ancestor and not even telling me… Wait, but he ended up dying earlier than before… That means he wouldn't have had a chance to have kids, thus not creating the side of his Hahya bloodline. Well, there is also the possibility he had a kid at that time, but I doubt it… Ughhhhh… Shit. What have I done,"

…

As soon as I had finished my shower, Cy and I switched while I went and called Aisa just to make sure.

I didn't have any bad feeling, but it was just to be safe as if she really disappeared, then this system could be fucking dangerous… oh yeah, and losing her would be troublesome.

"Hello?" I muttered into the speaker after Aisa's number had picked up.

"Hello? Is there something wrong?" A familiar voice replied through the phone, allowing me to let out a large sigh of relief.

I guess I really didn't alter the past… phew… That would've been bad.

People severely underestimate how bad the butterfly effect is when it's actually put in motion, as nobody has proved it, but it is still something to look at.

When the past gets changed by even a slim millimeter, such as somebody traveling to the past and then not walking the same path as before, it could cause a series of tragic events.

Things you might not be aware of will happen, and things you believe will happen in the future might happen earlier.

"I could've destroyed the world…." I muttered to myself with a weary smile.

"Alright, edge lord, I'm hanging up. I'm going to sleep earlier tonight because I might be coming down with a cold,"

"Oh, then take some medicine as well… Also, you sound less stuffy than normal. You aren't sniffling at all,"

"I just had the best sneeze of my life. The mucus was thick and-"

"Alright, that's enough. Please spare me the details and go rest your ass off," I said before hanging up and gagging to the side.

"What's wrong?" Lance asked as he lay on his bed, playing a video game on his phone.

"Aisa was spewing some disgusting bullshit," I muttered and shivered once more before actually slipping on my clothes and taking off my bath towel.

As I was doing this monotonous task, I began to go over most of the information from the council of gods that I had yet to process.

So… There are five tiers of gods, and the more marks you have, the stronger you are… Simple to understand but impossible to comprehend.

I doubt what killed me was even a fraction of their power, and even that managed to smash through a tier-three goddess such as Arachne.

She probably didn't die, but her chance of sustaining brutal injuries wouldn't be impossible… and then there was the beep.

It felt like it was erasing something within my mind, but it didn't erase the erase, meaning I was aware that something had been deleted.

It's like a log of moves, and deleting something still counts as an action, so the log marks that down.

There are no context clues for me to utilize as most of the conversation kept me in the dark, even as I tried to read their lips.

I wasn't an expert at reading lips at all and never even practiced it, so I could only make out some of the basic words… and yet another familiar one.

"God," I muttered to myself once again before drying my hair with the already-given appliance in the corner of the room.

God was one of the only words I can make out, and… yep, that does absolutely nothing for me.

But, I'm sure I know somebody who is very familiar with the gods, and I'm sure if I bring him enough sacrifice, he'll give me the information I need…

"Fufufufu,"

"Dude quit laughing to yourself so strangely. You look like you're about to set off a bomb or something-"

BOOM

And all of a sudden, just as Lance began to finish up his sentence, a large explosion came straight from outside our hotel, causing Cy to rush out of the bathroom.

He looked at us with a puzzled face, and Lance just pointed at me while shivering in fear.

"He-he-he-he-he-"

"It was not me! Quick! Open the curtains!" I yelled, and Lance proceeded to stumble over his shoes beside the bed and then quickly recovering before tearing open the curtains.

The massive white building parallel to our hotel had its very top floor lit into flames, and just as a few figures began to escape through the flames, our door was swung wide open.

p "We must evacuate!" My Spear Theory teacher shouted, and he quickly took us downstairs while we gazed at the raging fire that spread downwards through the building.

BOOM

Another explosion came from right on top of our building, and the teacher clicked his tongue before sending us farther downstairs.

"Go without me! I need to make sure none of the others are left!" He shouted before running back upstairs.

The crackling of flames and the whistling of wind intertwined with the panicked screams of all the students and civilians trying to escape the quickly burning building.

Thankfully, we all managed to make it to the bottom unharmed, but some civilians and students weren't as lucky.

For now, there were no casualties… but when I looked up, I could tell casualties were due to be a consequence.

You could practically feel the mana and power practically dripping from the eleven men above us, and they didn't even seem to be using their full power yet.

"It's finally arrived," I muttered as one side used powerful explosion-type skills that shattered the opposing side's ice.

Don't get me wrong, the five powerful people fighting above us on top of the large buildings and using the burning debris to cover themselves were powerful, but the other side was just too much.

I don't know if anybody else heard them, but I clearly heard a loud,

"RETREAT!"

Come from above.