Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 158: The supremes

500 B.D, In Outsiders term this happened two thousand years ago.

The gods weren't natives of the Empyrean. They were beings that travel through worlds and evolve themselves to fulfill their purpose. They were individuals of different worlds and their goals were still uncertain to this day.

And when they descended into the mortal world called Empyrean. The vastness and the collection of souls were abundant. The problem was there were six supreme beings that were ruling the world while the other higher existences were ruling over a faction of people that followed them.

The six supremes were known as incarnations of sins. They were the manifestation and the will of the beings on Empyrean. They were far weaker than the gods that infiltrated Empyrean. As a consequence, the gods vanquished them and sealed them in the underworld.

Consequently, the balance grumbles. In order to maintain order and balance, the primeval cosmo stirred the birth rate of souls. The number of beings born began to lower. The five supreme were in fact the will of primeval cosmo which is the mother of creation in Empyrean. They were born to punish and discipline and devour souls that cause disruption.

To emulate the precipitate lower birth rate. The gods decided to send souls to the underworld to subside the issue. They created a rule that sends the dead and improper souls to quench the Primeval cosmo.

Underworld possesses a unique set of rules similar to how both the Mid world and Ether world have. Each world has its own law but, in the end, everything falls under Primeval cosmo.

This also meant they cannot intervene with Underworld since they would have to wage a war with the supremes in the underworld again and it was fair, cause of the number of souls they devour.

When an individual who isn't under a god's authority or those who seem insignificant are transmigrated to Underworld. The very fact that an Individual who died gets transported there opens a potential for them to raise again to Midworld.

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Nix stared at the goddess for a while and then said.

"Yes, Why did you not kill me?"

She smiled elegantly and place her palm under her chin while looking at his deep eyes that were perplexed.

"I see."

He said.

He was able to grasp what she meant to say. He understood that if he was sent to the underworld regardless of the suffering he'd have climbed to Ether world breaking the boundaries in order to enact revenge. And he could clearly see himself doing it considering his unquenchable rage towards gods if they were to kill him. Moreover, Underworld is known for its cruelty as such this was certainly an expectable outcome. 

She asked with an intrigued expression.

"I am not confident as of now."

Now, this is where her negotiation started.

She was certainly not his ally but she was neither his enemy. She just wanted to exchange something and make a deal with him.

He just gave a her mocking sneer. He was able to understand they tried to manipulate him since they considered him as a potential threat and he felt it was ironic.

Just a week ago he barely won against two demigods but, the literal gods were frightened of his potential so, it made him a little confident.

In anycase, he did not want to make an enemy out of them. 

Indeed, he cannot just dread what had happened. He'd need to move on as fast as possible however bitter it made him feel. This was reality and now he was part of whatever game the gods were playing.

"Certainly, But may we begin talking about what benefits I'll gain if I were to let Yeril build your temple."

"Oppose outlaws and participate in this war? I have been playing in the Hands of Alzalam and the corrupted gods. Though there certainly are people in their faction who are ready to ally with me, a human and I assume you've revealed all those facts believing that I'll become a servant of Integrity?"

He questioned her.

"Hmm...I won't be obliged to work under you nor I will be your servant? If I take the wrong choice you'll surely send apostles and angels to destroy this town. I shall ask for a simple deal."

"There surely are eyes that have been set on my Clan and the town. Whoever the other three gods might be. Ask them to retreat the forces of Regulars and Crusaders of the churches and any other people in my Town."

"I will participate in this war."

He replied in an instant.

In an instant, he blinked his eyes and found himself back in the swimming pool floating on the water. Opposite him was Yeril who was overly fatigued and spat blood on the floor. 

He slowly swam towards the ladder and got back up.

"I am sorry Lord Transgressor..."

She said with fear and fell to the ground.

Suddenly he could witness a connection from her body that surged his mind.

[Divinity has been awakened]

[Divinity - 0.0001%]

"Hmm..."

He uttered in a daze.

"Tarok take her to the infirmary."

He ordered Tarok and turned towards Rosalie.

"I'll be taking some time alone. Hope you understand."

He said and walked out of the floor pondering about the conversation. His head was full of uncertainties and his mind was in chaos. Firstly he went back to his room in order to mediate and soothe his mind.

After a few minutes, a woman walked into his room.

"It seems you are troubled once again?"

He opened his eyes and noticed that it was Felishia.

"Yes..."

"Mind explaining where you found a vampire? is that what you are worried about?"

"No... I am worried I can't go back to my world."

"Well...I don't know what to say about it. I thought you'd have understood this by now. Since no one has ever returned to their world.>

She shrugged.

"Isn't there any other way for me to go back?"

"I'd say most probably cannot. You'll need a power source that might rival Premival cosmo if you wish to do so. Which certainly is impossible. Since even gods cannot."

He quietly rose from his place.

"I'll be off for a few days. If a problem raises handle it for a while."

"Sure, but where are you going?"

"Babel."

He said and beginning to wear his armor and hidden blade gauntlet.

{Worried about the future? Enraged of the present?}

Astaroth said with a smile.

He wanted to test his newly obtained abilities and he was still uncertain of the Divinity which was probably at its lowest of the lowest.

He mounted the krigon and rode towards the labyrinth at extreme speed without a care about the people.

Within few minutes he reached the western border street where a bar was located. He brushed past a young man who was wearing a bow and arrow case behind his back.

"You bastard!"

A man scowled and shot his arrow to the Krigon's neck. He dismounted as the Krigon fell dead. Nix did not act in his instinct or anger. He calmly walked towards him and apologized.

"I am sorry."

"Tch, Are you fucking blind?"

A woman scowled at him who seemed to be the archer's partner. They were a team of five, all armed. Seemingly a low-level bandit group.

" "

Nix just quietly gazed at the team as they eyed his equipment.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

A man with a big built body asked as he walked out of the bar noticing a crowd surrounding Nix to witness the fight.

"Ohh it's your group... Been a long while isn't it?"

Nix said coldly at the guy who seemed to be the leader of the group.

1. Baal Kraeno's Deviation. This is something of a year to imply that this happened in an ancient Era far when Vikil was still unconscious.