"I swear to the heavens that I told the truth," Kayden swore, and a bolt of lightning struck his head. He felt absolutely nothing and couldn’t even do so, because this bolt of lightning was made entirely of perfect laws.
The perfect laws were a domain unknown to mortals, even the gods were not capable of having complete mastery of the rules, this was reserved only for old monsters of this universe.
This was the last sentence Kayden said before having his consciousness erased by a simple attack from the Licht in front of him. He couldn’t even react, because it was a direct attack on his soul.
Kayden wasn’t an idiot and would never have co to this place and handed over the information without at least asking for protection for his life. Nyc wasn’t an idiot either and knew this was all setup.
So being was manipulating them both, and he knew Nyc would put Kayden’s soul in her puppet chain from the beginning. The question was: Why would Kayden hand over such important information and then be taken out of the picture?
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Cold, very cold. It felt like the universe had frozen. Kayden couldn’t feel any part of his body. The only sensation was the constant, unshakable cold; his thoughts were a little slow.
The only thing he could think about was this cold. Nothing else mattered for his existence. This cold consud him and made him unable to even think straight. He wasn’t succeeding.
His spiritual sense ceased to exist; he couldn’t even rember exactly what this spiritual sense was or any sensation other than the cold. Kayden still had access to his mories, but...
Slowly, they were being swallowed by the eternal, unrelenting cold. His only mories were of being cold and... of not feeling anything. He no longer had touch or other sensations that a body should have.
The cold was the only thing that existed, he lost the ability to recognize the passage of ti, ti did not exist in the face of infinite cold, yesterday, today and tomorrow would be cold, so what is the difference between them?
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So ti ago, where this all started, were Nyc and Kayden’s bodies on the floor. The Licht began to burn Kayden’s physical body and pull his soul into his consciousness.
It was an incredible technique for a re mortal, a level of control and knowledge that even gods would have difficulty achieving. The worst part was that Nyc did all of this easily.
After a few weeks, Kayden’s body was no more. It was all slowly destroyed by multi-colored fire. It was ticulous work so as not to touch Kayden’s soul. At this mont, she was floating.
"Impressive." Nyc was in front of the strangest soul he had ever seen in his life. Normally, souls acquire a shape that matches the experiences the person had in their life.
It was almost like a mirror of his existence. A wizard who has dealt with animals his entire life would have his soul shaped like an animal of his choice, and the details would be shaped by his personality. For example, if he was very proud, he would have a crown.
The soul would pick up every detail of people, from small emotions to big feelings. Everything would be visible at that mont. Vanity would beco beautiful feathers on the animal; Fear would beco a small, fragile-looking animal. Sotis the soul even carried the appearance of other people who passed through its life.
"A true anomaly." The Licht spent a few months observing Kayden’s soul, trying to understand it, and all of this was useless.
Kayden’s soul was just a soul ball, without any adornnts. Even newborns still had characteristics inherited from their ancestors, a kind of collective unconscious that every race possessed.
**Author’s Note:** Yes, I copied Jung at this point, lol.
Kayden had absolutely nothing. It was the first ti Licht had seen this in his entire life. He was faced with an existence that denied the inherited genes of his race. Kayden was in the process of forming a new species and had no idea about it.
It was a sha that he was caught by Nyc. This boy would probably have a very important role in the universe. He was unique and had imnse potential, but in the end, it was every man for himself in this imnse jungle.
"Co." The Licht called the soul, and it obediently entered his consciousness and was attached to his soul. This was his craziest technique, one that challenged everything people took for granted.
Nyc was able to attach souls to his soul and grow in strength after assimilating them. It was a very long and laborious process; he had to spend millennia and millennia consuming all of that soul’s characteristics until he could attach it.
He did not consu them directly, as the original owners were still there at all tis, regardless of how much ti passed. But the difference was that they were so buried by the Licht’s soul that they lost the ability to reason and lived as if they were asleep.
It was against natural laws and one of the biggest secrets of the Licht organization. Nyc’s existence could cause a war between mortals, but that was normal; almost all nine ray mages could do sothing abnormal.
"This is going to make my friend Hypnos very angry," Thoth appeared next to Nyc and comnted.
"He should have seen this coming, Lord Thoth. There was no other way; the soul of a monarch is too good for to ignore," Nyc comnted without any fear. If this was an action he couldn’t do, he would already be dead.
"Take good care of that soul. It will take you much longer than usual to break a monarch, but your strength should explode when you do."
"I know, he was special. Why did you give up on him so easily?" Nyc could sense Kayden’s soul quirk within just a few seconds of absorbing him.
"Probability."
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