Odyssey of the Blind God



'Should I just go through the fissure and search for the Creatoran? I might be able to rebuild the Lacardia Empyrean Void once I gather my subjects.'

'I could leave forever either. The fissure should lead to a different place far away from my Universe…it's not like the Universe accepts me either way…or more like their residents…' 

Nial felt like leaving the Monster Dimension through the fissure. There were only a few reasons for him to stay back in the Universe. After all, they attacked him mindlessly and wanted to see him dead.

Wasn't it better for him to disappear into thin air? Everyone would feel better.

With various thoughts in his mind, Nial didn't even realize that various memories flashed through his mind.

The Empress and the Emperor appeared in front of him, smiling proudly at Nial. His mother ruffled through his hair and his father bent down to hug him tightly.

The Emperor opened his mouth but Nial couldn't understand the words escaping his lips.

Ayase and Celine were the next to appear in his memories. Ayase squinted her eyes while smiling at her nephew. She gave him a thumbs up and also said something. However, Nial was still unable to understand her.

He was running toward his family but he quickly noticed that the four figures were pulled farther away from him. The more desperate he was to run toward them, hoping to be able to follow them to the place they were the further the distance between them grew.

Celine stared blankly at Nial. She was the only figure that didn't move away. However, the bubbly and addictive attitude of the young woman had ceased to exist. It was almost as if Celine was only an empty shell.

She didn't seem real anymore, and upon reaching her, Nial noticed that he couldn't touch her either. His hand shot through her hand which turned into mist before it reassembled a second later.

Celine's eyes were soulless and so was her expression.

'She was actually not real.'

Perceiving Celine, Nial began to unravel the truth slowly. He already thought that Celine may not actually be real but realization struck him only now. 

Celine had never existed, in the first place. It was just like he suspected. She was not real, a creation manifested from the Seed of Illusion.

As for the references used to create her, the Seed of Illusion picked the women he was the closest to, the girls he liked the most.

The Oracle, Princess Evalyne, and Hana.

Nial actually never thought too much about falling in love, or depending on others. He always wanted to become stronger and be independent. That way, he would never bother others and be able to hold his forte without the need to ask for help.

Nial was fully aware that he became stronger thanks to the encounters he had. Some may say that most of his encounters were based on luck, and that he didn't deserve the strength he had acquired over the course of a hundred years but Nial didn't really care about that.

He gave his utmost to become stronger, and opportunities only awaited him after great challenges. Nial survived those challenges in order to procure the rewards.

Whether it was luck or not didn't really matter. He was powerful and would grow even stronger with the intention to protect his family and beloved ones.

As for romantic thoughts, Nial would have to think about that later. He knew that his heartstrings were pulled when it came to the three girls but he didn't know whom he loved romantically, let alone what he actually desired.

'Once this war is over.'

He told himself, subconsciously acknowledging that he could never leave the Universe. It may be a little stupid but he couldn't leave the Universe after everything he went through.

Damian worked hard to kill the Advocates, leaving only one of them behind. To make sure that the Universe would be safe and sound for the time being - until Hoert, the Devourer of Universes would come knocking on the void doors. 

Everyone he loved in the Lacardia Empyrean Void was either dead or didn't exist, in the first place.

Thinking about that, Nial felt a little bit odd. However, just like Damian had given him a mission to complete, Nial felt that the Witness State had been an important event for him.

It was his fate to meet and be loved by his blood-related family, get to know them, and understand what they were fighting for.

They would want him to stay in the Universe and fight for it even if others would loathe him for what he was about to do.

Thinking about that, Nial couldn't help himself anymore.

He felt a little sad that he would never be able to meet his parents, or Ayase anymore but he would seal his memories of them in his heart to never forget them no matter how much time passed.

But what about the people who were still alive? Was it necessary to seal his memories of them in his heart to never forget them?

Not really!

He could just protect them and make sure that they would always stay by his side. That way, he would never forget them either.

They needed Nial, and he understood that he needed them as well. 

Whether it was the Origin Humans, Creatoran, or other beings, they were in need of his help!

Not many Origin Humans were alive but that was something the passage of time could solve rather easily.

As for Creatoran, Nial was not sure how many had survived. However, knowing that some of them were still alive was more than enough. Gathering them over the course of time was everything he needed to rebuild what the Lacardia family had failed to protect once.

Excitement coursed through Nial's body at the thought of resurrecting the Origin Human race and Creatoran race. He clenched his fist and raised it high into the air, resolution spreading across his face.

He was ready to rumble!