Chapter 91—Decided!
"What just happened...? Did Vael use his skill again?" Young Sli wondered—then he heard it again. "What is your dream?"
"My dream..." Just as clarity surfaced—
"Edict of Yesterday." The small humanoid struck again.
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After thousands of repetitions...
"How many tis has it been...?" Sli#47 felt his soul being pulled back to awareness again.
Rewind Spell of ti god takes back to the mont when young sli was with his family and Mama Sli in his mind plane.
Due to going back in ti, Vael also gets his energy resources back, so they were trapped in an unbreakable circle.
"Damn it... You won’t die at all," Vael fud, furious at the Ti God. ’If only he didn’t keep using Ti Rewind...’
"I... ne...ed... to... o...ver.....e... th...is," Young Sli muttered slowly, as yet again he regained his intellect beneath the countless Mama Slis and his old family.
"I’ll... ne...ed... a... wa...y..." He needed only a few monts to find his goal, but Vael wouldn’t let him. He kept forcing him into past mories.
Once again, he found himself in Mama Sli’s warm hug.
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"This will never end," the lady silhouette said quietly. "Can you stop rewinding ti and just let him die peacefully?"
She had watched Sli experience more than tens of thousands of deaths through his mories. They weren’t real deaths—but his soul experienced every one, because of Vael’s skill.
’Very well. If you won’t... I will lend him a hand,’ she decided as Ti God stayed silent.
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"Who are you?" A majestic woman’s voice rang inside Sli#47’s mind.
He was almost reliving his mories chanically now. He had forgotten almost everything—his Will eroded by countless deaths. He almost lost his intellect and identity.
"Who am I...?" Sli muttered, feeling nothing as he was killed by the sli farm lady. He forgot what death ant—and even what life was.
"You are just a sli, destined to die..." Vael appeared near the sli, who had almost forgotten everything, and whispered using Bewitching Voice. "Slis are creatures who die no matter what... just stay still and rest by accepting death...."
The lady watching everything finally had enough. "Hmm... wake up." Her solemn voice rang through Sli and Vael alike, and—Ding!—a notification popped up in Young Sli’s vision.
[ Ding! Saint King Haruka’s power has activated! ]
[ Ding! You have unleashed a portion of Saint King Haruka’s power! ]
[ Ding! You have temporarily gained extraordinary combat power! ]
[ Ding! Will: 0 1→ raised to S ]
[ Ding! You have acquired so combat skills, fighting style, and combat experience of Saint King Haruka! ]
’Damn it... I suppressed that power with the authority of ti, the mont I cast Edict of Yesterday the first ti... but this woman removed my suppression,’ Vael fud, noticing the brightening eyes of Young Sli.
"What’s your dream?" Sli#47 could finally think clearly yet again—about Mama Sli’s voice, and everyone else’s—despite reliving inside an uncontrollable body.
"Vael... I’ll definitely repay you," Young Sli roared as he finally returned to his senses. ’Wait—my soul... I can sense it. And Vael... damn it, he fused with mine.’
Young Sli’s soul got brighter. A white shield ford around it due to Saint King Haruka’s power.
"Damn it... I can’t digest it anymore," the small humanoid hissed, a sharp pain stabbing his core as resistance slamd back when he tried to digest the half-soul he had absorbed.
"His intellect is back—and he’s starting to resist," he barked furiously. ’If only the gap in the sealed artifact was a little bigger, I could have unleashed more power and digested it...’
He clenched his fists. The sealed artifact’s construction chanism suppressed his overall power—including his soul power.
’If there was no sealed artifact, I could have killed this sli with a glance and eaten his soul like a grape,’ he thought, furious as he was so close to achieving his victory.
’It’s over now... he’s won... he’ll find his goal soon...’ Vael understood, but didn’t give up as he kept casting the Edict of yesterday.
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Outside...
Ti God glanced at the woman and said plainly, "You shouldn’t have done that."
"So tell —was the tiline where he overca this because of my intervention like this?" she asked. ’He wouldn’t have overco it otherwise...’
Sli#47 and Vael had experienced Ti Rewind thousands of tis. Young Sli only regained enough intellect to think when he stood with Mama Sli and his family.
But once Vael cast Edict of Yesterday, he soon lost his identity again, becoming a mindless soul trapped in an uncontrollable body.
Ti God paused, then replied, "Yes. The only tiline where he overcos this is because of your intervention."
"Ho... ho..." the lady said, fury rising. "Here I was, watching an innocent suffer, expecting he’d overco it—and you tell he couldn’t?" She snarled. "If you had told , I would have intervened earlier!"
Her body flared with blue brilliance, and the nothingness flooded with blue energy.
"That’s why I didn’t tell you," Ti God replied coldly. Transparent white flared on his body and blocked her blue energy; cracks ford in nothingness.
"They both will die if our energies clash," he said plainly.
The lady’s energy vanished. Ti God withdrew his own.
"How do you think he’d have overco this," she demanded, "if the only tiline he succeeds is the one where I intervene?"
"Even I couldn’t see every end," Ti God said, lowering his tone. "I have only watched a few billion. And I believe in one of the unseen tilines, he might have overco this."
"Ho... ho... only a few billion." The lady snarled. "You probably spent a few lazy seconds on those ’few billion’ tilines. If you spent a few more minutes, you could have seen almost all tilines."
"Cough." Ti God coughed and diverted the topic. "You already intervened. There’s no use seeing them now."
He then sighed. "If he’d overco this on his own, his Will might have rivaled gods—and would have gained more benefits... and now he won’t gain much."
"Being alive without suffering is enough in exchange for god level will," the lady sneered.
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In Young Sli’s ntal world...
’I want to be happy... no.’ He fell into deep thought, deciding what he truly wanted.
He was still reliving deaths, but his eyes were calm. He had adapted to them.
Saint King Haruka’s Will had let him take those emotions and deaths like a breeze.
"I’ll watch my sli life again... to confirm," he muttered, wanting to confirm whether the goal he’d chosen was correct.
After 175 deaths...
"I’ve decided." Sli#47 grinned, and with a confident glare, he declared, "I..."
End of the Chapter...
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