"It can't be..." The snake hissed in disbelief with his eyes wide open. The silhouette of the Abyss Artist was distinct as if he were actually here.
"Hey, long ti no see. I'm sorry, but I honestly cheated you a little." The Abyss Artist smiled slightly, emitting an unnatural kindly manner as if he'd t a pet he'd long ago lost to an accident.
The snake was an unusual beast that Wain had t by chance. He was supposed to protect Overion and subsequently Last Light from intruders because he possessed extraordinary strength, yet he did not even know who his master really was.
"What are you talking about...?" Snake asked, shaking his long tongue.
"I am not truly your master, for in the fact that silhouette you rember was a doll of darkness created by ." The Abyss Artist shrugged in a careless manner.
The snake was puzzled for a while, not understanding why the Abyss Artist did this, "Hmm...? Why did you make it so complicated...? Why did you create a silhouette?"
"It's simple. Because you had to protect since I am your parent, not your master!" Abyss Artist exclaid with an excited smile on his face.
"Parent...? Aren't you a human? How can a human give birth to a beast? Moreover, you are a man." The snake was completely stunned, not just him since Wain's eyes were wide open as well.
'What the hell is going on...? Don't I know much about you?' Wain's puzzled look asked the Abyss Artist.
"Hahaha, Wain, don't make that weird face, it embarrasses ." Abyss Artist laughed with a happy expression, "It wasn't at all what you thought. Snake, you probably don't rember the ti when you were little, do you?"
"What? No, I have one mory. It's you and when you found in the middle of the woods!" Snake exclaid in confusion.
"Besides that, na one other mory where you weren't as strong as you are now." The Abyss Artist nodded slightly as a slight smile appeared on his face.
Snake opened his mouth to say sothing, but suddenly his eyes went blank as he realized he couldn't rember anything.
"That one mory I created so that you wouldn't torture yourself with questions about your origins, and as you can see, my plan worked. Only now do you realize it's a little more complicated than that, but don't worry, I'm here to explain it to you." Abyss Artist said calmly before approaching Snake. He stepped forward and touched Snake's forehead with the tip of his finger, directing a small portion of his energy toward Snake.
Snake's eyes grew wide as suddenly chains with various seals appeared across his body that seed designed to restrain the divine beast. Then, space trembled as well as chains due to the sheer amount of energy emanating from Snake.
"In fact, you've always been strong, even much stronger than you are now. Third Chronicle, this is just the beginning, this is the level of strength you had in the first hour after you were born." Abyss Artist uttered, walking closer to Snake to place her palm on the beast's head.
Abyss Artist began slowly stroking Snake's head, despite the fact that the beast was ten tis his own size, then with a sincere look he said, "I am not normally sentintal at all, but can I not have feelings for one whom I have given life and for one who saved mine in return?"
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Space trembled as purple light burst from hundreds of Snake's scales while chains broke into multiple links and all seals were removed.
At the sa ti, the body of the beast grew even larger, about one and a half tis as large as the cave that could easily fit a giant and could barely keep the Snake inside. The size wasn't the only change, as in a few monts Snake's power had grown from Third Chronicle to Demigod Stage, just in a heartbeat.
'Wow, that's really impressive. I've never seen such a beast, maybe this snake is just unique, but it looks like the Abyss Artist spent a lot of ti to achieve such a result.' Wain wondered looking at Snake with a aningful look.
Wain had fought innurable dangerous foes, but despite that now he felt shivery and wanted to run away, however, his extensive combat experience prevented that from happening.
'Unbelievable, it's not about strength level, it's about instinct and experience. If soone on the God Stage were in my place, who got his strength from his followers and hadn't been through dozens of death fights, this one would definitely run away in fear.' Wain muttered inwardly while rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
After a while, the shaking stopped as Snake's consciousness returned to him. He looked at the Abyss Artist and spoke, "I see now... You had to absorb my power all this ti to survive, didn't you?"
"Yeah..." The Abyss Artist nodded in an awkward manner, "However, for the first hundred years or so, it was enough for to heal completely. The next two hundred years, it took to get back to normal as before that I was still weak, then another two hundred years I gave you my energy to make you even stronger since I had nowhere to put it."
"I understand. It took a long ti, but in the end, everyone benefited, didn't it?" Snake muttered, bowing his head to the Abyss Artist, "You are my parent, but also my master. Now I will always be there for you."
"Hah, well, for that I have to wake up first." Abyss Artist said while rubbing the back of his head, "Anyway, let's pick a na for you first? Since you're literally reborn now, aren't you?"
The snake was surprised, until after a while he had a satisfied smile on his face, "Sure, that would be great."
"Fine, in that case, your na is Gen now!" Abyss Artist waved his hand, "Rejection is not accepted since I ca up with that na all along, five hundred years ago!"
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