Odyssey of the Blind God



After years of traveling back and forth to the Monster Dimension, Nial got to know a bunch of things.

First, the Monster Dimension was a much bigger treasure trove than he first expected. He could acquire countless treasures within the Monster Dimension without drying it up. 

In fact, it felt like the Monster Dimension replenished the resources that were taken from it, though Nial was not sure how exactly it would do that.

Second, there were far more fissures than he had anticipated. Nial couldn't fathom how many Creatoran were still alive but he encountered over a dozen fissures that had been manifested for less than a century over the past few years. 

A creatoran could only create one fissure at a time. It would only reset if a fissure were to evolve into a permanent rift. Thus, a dozen - probably more- Creatoran must have survived the attack of the Advocate!

That was great news!

It was something that made Nial quite happy. After all, he might even know some of those Creatoran from his time in the Witness State. At the same time, he felt obliged to gather them and to rule the Creatoran…bring back the glory of the Lacardia Empyrean Void…

His fissure - connecting the Mosnter Dimension and the Orion Shelter - had already been nourished and evolved into a rift. It cost a considerable amount of energy, but that was something Nial had more than enough, in the first place.

Thus, he felt like he should enter the Monster Dimension with a different goal than before in mind; actively search his people.

By now, the Nial of the past and the Nial of the Witness State had become one. The present Nial was not only Nial Orin, or Nial Lacardia. He was the God of Gluttony and a Summoner.  He accepted both lifetimes and would never abandon one of them.

Nial Orin and Nial Lacardia were the same people and they would never be separated again.

That was also how he understood that his responsibilities were much heavier than he could have ever fathomed. 

Not everyone could carry the weight others had forced upon him.

But he was not actually angered, or frustrated because of that. On the contrary, the heavy responsibilities made him feel alive more than anything else.

He ought to be angry at the Advocate of the Pryard for pulling him into the Witness State, but he couldn't. He was grateful, even if it was just a little bit.

Nial Orin had been able to live his life as Nial Lacardia. 

He was able to meet his parents, and other family members thanks to the Seed of Illusion. It was also possible for him to get to know more about his background as the Crown Prince of the Lacardia Empyrean Void and as Creatoran. 

The information he procured about the Monster Dimension were also very interesting, and something he made use of a lot in recent years.

Nonetheless, while Nial was grateful, he also felt that the entire situation was fucked up.

He desired to take revenge and kill the Advocate of the Pryard in the worst possible way. 

The Advocate of the Pryard pulled him into the Witness State, forcing him to witness a possible future where the Advocate's attack never happened, a future that was impossible to make true.

It was humiliating and one of the worst experiences in his life. After all, he wanted to live life in the Witness State more than the current one.

He had been respected by everyone, whether it was because of his status, talent, or power…and he had been loved by many. 

However, at the end of the day, his inheritance, or rather the inheritance of the God of Darkness, changed his life inevitably, though it was questionable if that was a blessing or a curse.

In reality, he was still alive. Nial survived the attack of the Advocate, but his entire life changed from being the Crown Prince of the Lacardia Empyrean Void to becoming a blind child in the middle of nowhere. 

His life was not the same in reality and the Witness State. His upcoming was a lot different. However, did he hate it? Nial was not too sure about it.

He didn't hate his life. On the contrary, he loved his life. 

It was just that he missed his blood-related family, and the people he got to know in the Witness State.

Maybe…just maybe, it was also a little bit annoying that the vast majority of the Universe wanted to see him dead.

But that was just a minor issue.

Well, maybe it was a little bit more concerning than being a 'minor' issue.

Nial knew that his current combat power was extraordinary, for his age. If he were to face an Ancient God, he would definitely come out victorious. However, fighting multiple Ancient Gods at the same time was likely to end up disastrous. 

With the Army of Devils, he wouldn't have much of an issue. But there was something else he had ignored until now.

The four Gigalorian Galaxies had been Damian's territory as well.

The four Gigalorian Galaxies had been sealed by the Late God of Darkness, and they resurfaced with the Devils.

Nial was not sure if the residents of the four Gigalorian Galaxies would be willing to follow Nial easily but it was very likely that they would follow him, one way or another.

He presumed that they would challenge him, or some of them, however, that was something he could cope with by being prepared for any possible scenario.

Taking that into consideration, Nial left most of his Devils behind in the Orion Shelter before he went on his short journey to the Gigalorian Galaxies.

Traveling was not exactly special with Shadow by his side. After all, it took only a few seconds and a bunch of jumps through space to travel across the entire Universe.

This made things a little easier even if it took away the joy of exploring unknown lands while traveling to the next destination.

But that was not something Nial could be focused on.

After all, he had to convince a bunch of oldies to follow him on his fight against the rest of the Universe!