《Ninth World Lia's Struggle》ch 60
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“First of all, I will need to explain a concept that is hard to understand for mortal beings, even some gods have a hard time with it. You see life, death, time and space have always existed and yet for a long time they didn’t. You, mortals, call us gods, however, we are not omnipotent, omniscient or omnipresent. If you were to couple the abilities of us four then perhaps that would be the case.
I for example control non-existence, I am in charge of returning everything that exists to nothingness. Zoi, on the other hand, is the complete opposite of me. She creates everything from nothing as such, you could say she is in charge of existence. Chronos who controls time and Giebo who control space would be the ones in charge of the middle of this cycle. Chronos who controls the flow of time, allowing existing beings to move and in other words be animated. Then there is Giebo the one in charge of space, which allows existing beings to interact with each other. Like this existence is controlled by us four.
Having said that, it doesn’t mean we are invincible nor it means that we need to be conscious for existence to continue. As a matter of fact, existence almost collapsed due to my foolish actions. You see, many may think that Zoi and myself are mortal enemies but that can’t be any further from the truth. As a matter of fact, Zoi and I have the closest relationship between us four. If I were to try and put it in human words and emotions I think the closest comparable one would be love.
Zoi is the beginning of everything and I am the end of everything. Without an end, there is no meaning to a beginning and without a beginning, there can be no end. As such we need each other and we cherish each other for the things we do for each other. It is because of this that when a lesser god tried to take over Zoi I lost my composure. I began destroying everything in sight in search for her unknowing that while doing this I was hurting her.
You see, Zoi would grow weak when she creates things. The more she creates the weaker she gets. As such when I destroy things she regains her strength and can create more things. But this process takes time, If I were to destroy a newly created thing as soon as it is created she will still lose some of the power she used to create it. The same goes if I take too long to destroy things. Because I was impatient a lot of the power she had used to create existence was wasted.
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When Everything was finally destroyed I found Zoi almost gone, absorbed into that lesser god that desired her power. I destroyed said stupid god however before I could finish he used all the stolen power of Zoi to create this prison for me. This place is created of the purest form of life, as such, I can’t destroy it. As for Zoi herself, she was too weak and would have disappeared at any moment. Because of this, she decided to destroy herself in exchange to continue existence.
Her soul broke into an innumerable amount of pieces which she used to create life once more. Thanks to her sacrifice existence stabilized again but as you can see I am still trapped in this jail made of my loved one. As for Zoi, her soul shards have long been extinguished and fused into existence except for one. That is the tiny fragment that you hold within your own soul.
That tiny fragment is all that is left of my beloved Zoi, and that tiny fragment is also you. You see, through millennia that fragment has been reincarnated again and again refusing to be extinguished. It has absorbed tiny fragments of the pseudo-souls it has built for itself through time. You are the current holder of this pseudo-soul, no, it would be more accurate to say that you are the first instance in which this pseudo-soul has properly fused with Zoi’s shard becoming a proper soul.
It could be said that you are the reincarnation of Zoi herself. I know this might be hard to take in, and I am not denying your own existence. You are different from the Zoi I knew but that doesn’t remove the fact that you are Zoi, a new Zoi. You Amelia Believe, might not hold the power of a primordial god right now but, perhaps, in time, you might grow enough to ascend and become a goddess and I am willing to wait for as long as needed until that happens.”
All of this is indeed hard to understand and even so I feel deep within me that each word she has spoken is the absolute truth. This could also explain a lot of things. For example how I managed to go through the wall of reality and end up in the ninth world! It’s because a shard of a primordial god is part of my soul! That also explains why my soul ability is to create life force, simply put, it’s because I am the reincarnation of the goddess of life.
“I see, so that is the case. Hey Thana, I promise I will do everything I can to become stronger and ascend. I will even fight the eight gods of that world if it means I will be able to free you”
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“Thank you, that makes me very happy! One more thing, you might not be able to absorb this cage now, but I think you are strong enough now to help me get a tiny fragment of my soul out. I would like you to do that, I will use that fragment to incarnate into the ninth world as well, we might meet and adventure together if that happens”
At that moment she gave me a beaming smile that warmed my heart. I nodded to her request and prepared myself for what was to come. She explained the procedure which was quite simple. She would break a tiny part of her soul, then I would have to grab it and pull it out of the cage. I was curious if this could be repeated. The answer was yes, however, if we were to try and repeat this over and over until her entire soul was out of the cage it would take over a quadrillion years.
“So, after I get your soul shard, what should I do?”
“Nothing really, just get off this island and after that, you can let go. It will find a suitable vessel by itself so don’t worry about it”
After saying that we talked for a bit longer before conducting the plan. Soon after I was holding a grey crystal in my hand that emitted a dim red light while black particles floated around it. This is Thana’s soul shard.
“One more thing before you go amelia. This might be the last time we see each other before you ascend. I have been able to pull your soul into this place because your body had been damaged to the point of death and your soul was rather weak. Now that your soul has become this strong, I don’t think I will be able to pull it here as I have done before. However, if you meet my reincarnated self we will still be able to communicate with each other”
“I see, in that case I will do everything I can to find your reincarnated self, even if I have to search in each nook and cranny of that world”
After saying our goodbyes I went on my way. As Thana had told me I left the island and then released the shard. When I did it flew softly in that empty space before shooting towards a random direction. After that, I closed my eyes since my consciousness was growing weaker, guess this is my queue to leave as well.
I woke up the next day with a slight headache and the rays of the sun heating me in the eyes. Thankfully today’s classes are rather late so I don’t have to worry about being late. Looking again at my schedule my first class is around four, which would be close to ten in earth’s time. It is my magic theory rank one class. In this academy, classes are divided by numerical ranks. Rank one is the lowest rank in which you are taught the absolute basics. Rank ten is for those who are considered to be geniuses or prodigies. Thinking back to that dream. If any of it was real I guess I should aim for rank ten before graduation on everything I can.
Looking outside it should be around three or seven in earth’s time scale. So I have quite a lot of time before class starts. I think I will go take a bath and then eat some breakfast at the cafeteria, that should take me at most an hour. Afterwards, I should go and feel up my elective classes. Having made I plan I took a clean uniform and my towel. Yes, we have towels inside our rooms that we have to take care of. Things like soap and shampoo are shared in the bath or you can go and buy private ones. For now, I will use the shared ones.
After a simple two minute walk, I reached the bathroom which I must admit is quite nice. It somewhat reminds me of those large baths from Greece’s history. At the side, there are places that look like showers to clean the body and in the middle a large bath where twenty people could fit easily. Since I wasn’t in a rush I decided to clean my body and then enjoy the bath. The water is a bit cold for my liking but I have no room to complain here. It’s a bit embarrassing to be naked in front of people I don’t know but once again I have no room to complain about it.
Thanks to my Overload my body doesn’t have any rough scars, but there are quite a few places in which my skin is whiter which is a different form of scaring. All of the other girls I see around here have smooth scarless skin except for a few that I guess are melee fighters like me. Well, time to enjoy the bath and drive these useless thoughts out of my mind.
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