[Ancient Desolate Continent]
[Moon God Sect]
Suddenly, a young black-haired man subrged dozens of ters in a body of water... opened his eyes.
’I-I’m alive!?’
Though he wouldn’t be for long, as he was undoubtedly drowning.
Cassius desperately flailed his arms, realizing that if he didn’t do sothing soon, he would die.
But didn’t he already die once??
What exactly was happening right now!?
Not having much ti to think, Cassius swam up. It was also at this ti that he realized a weakness in his body that he hadn’t felt in an extrely long ti. His mind was also functioning in ways that could only be likened to a re Mortal, his previous indifference replaced with emotions that were so... human.
Like right now, he was experiencing fear, anxiety, confusion, and unwillingness – emotions that felt so very foreign to him.
[I said the chances were infinitely close to zero not zero, didn’t I, oh Host of mine?]
As he was desperately fighting for a chance at survival, a familiarly playful voice echoed in his head.
"!?!?"
’Idle, is that really you??’
[Who else would it be if not I, Dear Host~?]
Cassius wasn’t sure if it was because he was slowly suffocating to death, but he could’ve sworn he just saw that sa smug smirk his System used to do all the ti.
’Wait, what!?’ His eyes widened underneath the water, for what was swimming right alongside him couldn’t possibly be who he thought it was.
"Hello, Dear Host~ Funny seeing you here," said a small floating woman the size of an apple. Even while miniature in stature, her beauty imdiately pulled one into a trance.
Her fluttering babydoll eyelashes. Her long, flowing blue hair. And her completely nude curvy body – all of it was enchanting to the extre.
One could only imagine what sort of damage she could do to the hearts of n and won alike if she were the sa size as a regular human...
"Hey, I don’t an to be pushy, Host, but if you don’t speed up soon, you might actually die – and this ti it’ll be for real. No coming back. No chance at revenge. You will simply fade into nothingness, destined to be forgotten in the long river of tim-..."
’I get it, okay!’ Cassius shouted, though his voice ca out muffled because of his underwater dilemma. ’You think I’m actively trying to die or sothing!? Hell no! I want to live!!’
"Ho?" Idle couldn’t believe her normally calm and composed Host was showing so much emotion. She also noticed subtle yet drastic changes in herself, prompting her to give her support to the awkwardly swimming man trying to escape from where the sun didn’t shine. "You can do it, Host! Just a little bit further and you’ll make it!"
’Yes, just a little bit more and I’ll reach the surface!’
However, when he made it less than five ters from the waterline, his vision dimd considerably. It was only then that he, who was not used to the sensations of mortals, realized his organs were shutting down.
Unless he could sohow cross five ters of water with the physique of a below average human in less than two seconds, he would et his end here.
’Am I... Am I really going to perish in this place...?’ His thoughts fogged as he lost his sight, the blue abyss surrounding him accepting his downward spiral. In less than a second, he would lose consciousness.
"Host, you have to rember."
Idle’s soothing voice traveled through the water, being the only thing Cassius could hear as water rushed into his insides.
’Rember...? Rember what?’ As Cassius’s body descended deeper and deeper into the blue depths, Idle’s words echoed in his mind.
And just as it seed he would be forever lost to the abyss, a shock like that of being hit with a billion volts coursed through his mortal body. In that instant, it felt as if he had been jolted awake – or rather, the only part of himself that survived the forced ascension was awakened from its endless slumber.
"I AM CASSIUS STEELE! AND NOOOO WAY IN HELL AM I DYING HERE!!!"
His Will.
A Will so strong.
A Will so stubborn.
A Will so unyielding that even the ascension of his consciousness into a higher dinsional lifeform was not enough to erase it.
"That’s it, Host! Fight with everything you have!" Idle cheered him on, watching as a man who should’ve already died clawed and clutch his way through the water. A fire burned so brightly in his gaze that she wondered if he’d start shooting lasers out of his eyes.
Even though Cassius’s lungs felt like they were drenched in lava and he could no longer hear or see anything, he didn’t care. Unless he entirely lost the ability to move or think, he’d keep on struggling – and even if he lost control over those two things, he still wouldn’t give up.
Because no way in hell did he spend his whole life pursuing infinite evolution for it all to end here in so fucking shit-stain of an ocean!!!
"Splash!"
On the grassy bay of a small lake located on one of the many floating islands of the Moon God Sect’s Outer Sect, a few figures wearing dark gray robes noticed sothing co out of the water. They squinted their unusual-looking eyes, trying to figure out what exactly surfaced.
"!!!" "!!!"
When they saw that it was a body and one possessing such distinct racial features, their souls nearly left them from the shock.
"A human!?" One of the gray-robed figures got a better look and shouted in surprise and horror. "A human! It’s actually a human!!"
Nearly pissing himself from fright, he along with his fellow Outer Disciples imdiately turned tail and ran. With their abnormally pale skin and pointed ears, they looked like white cots speeding away from the lakeside, having never moved so fast in their entire lives.
One important thing to note about these robed figures and every other person in this world, well...
Truth was, none of them were human.
But then you might wonder how it was they knew of the human race and what their mbers looked like?
To make a long explanation short, Humans were the enemies of every race in the world.
They were Invaders.
The vicious, bloodthirsty colonizers that would stop at nothing to rob any world weaker than themselves of everything.
Wherever they went, destruction and grief followed, leaving once massive and flourishing worlds as re destitute and defenseless wastelands. Eventually, that sa world would be reduced to little more than fish food for the unfathomably large cosmic entities that lived in the Origin Sea.
In a cosmic construct akin to an endless ocean, there existed countless worlds, each looking like smaller or larger bubbles aimlessly floating around in the water.
And inside one such world known as the [Ancient Desolate Continent], in the small ’Moon God Sect’, a man who once reached the pinnacle of a lower dinsion’s power system washed up on the shores of their Outer Sect.
A man who looked like the archenemy of every race on the Continent showing up deep in the opposition’s territory – weak, lost, and alone – what could possibly go wrong...?
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