My tongue flickered out, giving a taste of the green world around . Grass. It was grass. I instinctively knew it as grass… what a pretty color. I wanted it. I wanted it for myself. So as a passing piece of mana entered my vision, I stretched my tongue out once more and grabbed it, using it to reform my entire body.
The rough pentagon texture that was deed as my skin flushed a grass green. It was mine now. It was all mine, and I loved to have it. But at the sa ti, I didn't just want it, but I wanted to take care of it. I wanted it to flourish. I wanted it to spread. This pretty green, oh, how much I wanted it to spread.
So, just as another piece of mana drifted past , I used my tongue to grab it and ford it once again—a single cell. With another piece of mana, now that I was slightly used to it, I ford a few molecules. It squird in my vision, automatically zooming into its microscopic presence. It was beautiful. It was so green and beautiful.
And then, just as I was absorbed into this practice of creating new life, sothing echoed in my mind. Like the words that had been instinctively engraved into my consciousness, I could understand the words now infiltrating from the outside world.
[Welco Beta Tester]
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(Orion POV)
"So you're finally here," The snake hissed at , his mouth opening but his words getting directly transmitted into my brain. Quite obviously, it was [Telepathy], sothing that most people could only dream of having.
"What is the erosion? It started for , and over the past year, it has risen by 1%. It's making a bit nervous," I sighed, leaning against one of the stalactites while the snake turned its entire body towards , a large yet invisible presence staring at from behind.
I was incorrect. It wasn't the snake that was nacing, but whatever the hell was inside of it. The snake was no more than a puppet being controlled by the being planted within its heart. It's terrifyingly powerful and sothing that feels off… very off.
"Quasi Municiples are-"
"I know what they are, but I have no clue what the fuck the erosion is. Is it eroding my soul? My body? My mind?" I asked the most common hypothesis I could formulate, and judging from the snake's long pause, the definition of what this erosion was could possibly be larger and more nacing than I could have ever imagined.
"As the foreign souls cling to your own soul…." The snake muttered, but before I could ask him to get to the point once more, he proceeded. "...Your future erodes. Your fate, more specifically. And a being without a fate is a being that cannot exist at all. Your presence and history will be erased by the supre deities watching from above… I may be a god down here in this mortal world, but compared to the original gods, I am nothing. Nothing at all. I am but a re speck of dust before their presence."
"But… my fate already doesn't exist. I've already destroyed it, literally."
"Your fate… or your destiny because although they're very similar, they still have a very distinct feature."
"It was my destiny… then what's the difference? Don't they deal with a predetermined future? Isn't that what they essentially just an?" I asked, as I was genuinely confused as to how the two differed. I always wanted to destroy my destiny, but I never really looked into it as I believed nobody out there could change it. But, of course, I managed to destroy it sohow.
"Destiny is sothing that can be changed. It's not as hard as you think to change your destiny or even destroy it for that matter. By destroying your destiny, you essentially make it impossible for others to change how your life goes. You're the only one who can do such a thing, but all of that is determined by the world around you. Your interaction with the world and the lifeblood of the world, experience, and system is what makes your destiny so great."
"So then fate is predetermined. With nothing that you can change at all? Seriously? There has to be sothing more to it than that, right?"
The more information that I tried to extract, the more the world snake got vaguer and vaguer until, essentially, there was nothing more for him to say. We went in circles a couple of tis, but that was it. We didn't branch off into sothing new or great… it was just the sa answer over and over and over and over again.
But then, after a few more circles, he said sothing different for once. "It's impossible. The supre deities are what determine your fate. You can't escape it."
"Wait…" I muttered, covering my mouth as thoughts and ideas began to swirl within my mind. "... That's it… that's it…." I smiled eagerly with excitent. The tips of my mouth nearly touched each ear as I just stood there, even more thoughts swirling through my mind.
"Tch… so you figured it out?"
"Wait, wait, wait, just to confirm. These supre deities, right… they aren't beings like Zeus or Hades? Just trying to make sure," I asked yet another question as my smile twitched with even more excitent.
"Zeus and Hades are apostles of those gods. That devil friend of yours is also an apostle…." He replied reluctantly, but still… he said it. He said the thing. He said everything I needed to know.
"So then killing the apostles is actually possible, right?"
"Yeah, it's definitely possible to kill them, but even I will have trouble doing that. If you think you can kill them, then get stronger. If you're struggling to even climb the steps, then you are practically hopeless," The snake announced, and he was right, but sothing that he said next made my smile nearly tear through my face. "But, if you're really that crazy and want to challenge them. Then visit their kingdoms. As of now, they're still in the mortal world, but it won't be long before they ascend."
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