Damon was reliving the life of the {Tribulation Chaser} as he fused with him.

...

A woman who had just given birth held her son in her hands and was singing to him.

Hearing her soothing voice, the little one had stopped crying and listened.

Damon saw everything the baby saw.

"I will call you Bashar, like your late father. I hope that you'll grow up to be an exemplary man like your father was." The woman said.

...

Bashar had grown. He was now sixteen years old.

His girlfriend had just left him because he was too poor and it devastated him.

As he was at the cliff of the highest mountain, about to end his life, he had a change of heart at the last moment, "What use do I have for such fickle women. I will become the richest, strongest man that has ever lived. I make that vow."

But, he slipped and fell down the cliff.

Before he turned into meat paste from the fall, a strange power protected him.

He seemed to have arrived into a paradise.

There was a temple not far from him. Without asking himself any questions, he made his way there.

There was only a floating scroll in the entire temple.

As he approached the scroll, it unrolled itself.

There were only a few words on the page.

***Scroll of the Undying God***

**Offer a sacrifice. The greater the sacrifice the more POWER you will get.**

*Make a vow. The greater the vow, the more UNDYING you are as long as you follow that vow.*

"I offer my intelligence as a sacrifice."

"I vow to never love for the next 1 billion years."

Such weird sacrifices made him unparalleled in his home world and Multiverse.

....

A few thousand of years later he met the love of his life, but he...couldn't love.

She said to him, "It's just one Billion years. I'll wait for you."

…

One billion years later, Bashar and his wife were looking at their daughter in the cradle.

His wife, Denise, said, "How does Azura sound as a name? She has my blue hair."

…

Several millions years later when the Empyreans were conquering Multiverses.

His wife and daughter had been captured. Bashar hadn't been fast enough to stop it.

He was the strongest of the gods in his Multiverse and had been a thorn in the Empyreans' plans for a long time. They had to get rid of him one way or another.

He accepted to be sealed as they couldn't kill him no matter how they tried, a strange power seemed to not allow him to die.

…

After his wife and daughter had been killed, he was thrown into the tribulation core of his Multiverse. The place where tribulation lightning came from.

With him out of commission, the other gods just died one after the other and his Multiverse was conquered.

…

After a few thousands of years into the tribulation core, he had yet to die as his Undying body kept regenerating itself endlessly.

He had become crazy from grief.

As his second vow of undeath was nearing its end, he made another vow, "I will not die until I've killed every Empyrean."

Evidently, he would not die until his vow was accomplished.

Now, he needed a way to get out of this tribulation core. Aside from becoming one with tribulation lightning there was no other way he could think of.

So, he came up with a plan to absorb tribulation Lightning into his body.

Cultivating in such an environment could be considered as insane, but if you had an undying body it was another story.

It took him close to a million years for his soul and body to become one with tribulation lightning. He had suffered a lot to reach that state, but the gains obscured the pain. Now he could start his revenge.

…

A young Empyrean holding a black sword that released a black smoke into the air said, "Bashar the Undying is it? I must say that I'm impressed. What you accomplished in the tribulation core could be considered as outstanding. You're a one of a kind being now. It is such a pity to force me to kill you. How about you become my retainer? Riches await you if you accept."

"Go f**k yourself." the maddened Bashar said.

The young Empyrean then said, "I was only born recently so I suppose that you have no idea what my unique ability is. Even if you have an Undying body, you'll have to die today. You can say that I am the strongest Saint Son when it comes to killing. So why not choose life?"

"Tribulation Empowerment." Said Bashar as tribulation lightning appeared in the void to fuse with him.

"I had forgotten that we're close to the Scarlet Multiverse. So, you're using that multiverse's tribulation core to empower yourself...futile move. Since there's no getting through to you, then please embrace death." the young Saint Son said. "Remember who killed you. My name is Kieran."

"Death-Force Manipulation : True death."

As the young man said that, a light lit up in his eyes and then that same light pierced through Bashar, who immediately died without even delivering his last move that he was preparing.

…

Damon's golden eyes opened. They seemed cloudy as if he hadn't yet awoken.

Blue lightning suffused the surroundings, just the previous Lightning man did.

A strange scroll was floating above him. It was the 'Scroll of the Undying God.'

It took Damon a few seconds to find himself in his memories. He had lived for more than a billion years in his dream, his eighteen years of life seemed insignificant compared to that.

In his vision there were multiple prompts from the system.

[Fusion successful, without after-effects.]

[Tribulation Chaser's soul too strong for complete Soul Power inheritance. Soul Power sealed to be slowly and gradually fused into the host's soul. Complete fusion will take 30 days.]

[Congratulations, you are now LVL 13.]

[Soul has gained Tribulation Lightning's characteristics. You can now summon tribulation lightning and cultivate with it or empower yourself. In time, the body will also gain tribulation lightning characteristics.]

[Gained title : Tribulation Chaser.]

Damon looked at the scroll of the Undying God and saw that except for the power sacrifice, only the vow was still in effect.

"I am an Empyrean now. Does this mean that even if there are no more other Empyreans, as long as I do not decide to kill myself I will never die? But there's that overpowered guy called Kieran. I do not see how anyone can cross him and live to tell the tale." Damon thought.

He decided to not make any sacrifice to the scroll for the foreseeable future. The fact that the vow was still in effect was already a huge boon to him.

[New Status]

Name : Damon Kaze

Race : Empyrean

Title : Saint Son, Tribulation Chaser

Cultivation system :

Soul Cultivation {Realm : Soul Apostle / LVL 13-???},

Body Cultivation {Realm : Providence Diviner.}

Cultivation technique (Body Cultivation) {Empyrean Providence Body}

EXP : ???

Soul Energy : 3026

Requiem Points : x0

Soul Points : 0

Luck Points : 1, 890,459,732,172

Lottery : 34

Abilities : Gravity {Legendary}, Imagination Manifestation {Cosmic}, Tribulation Empowerment {Cosmic}

Requiem Souls : x3 {Dungeon Master, Mad Alchemist, Empyrean Artificer}

Requiem Souls Fusion : x1 {Tribulation Chaser}

"How long was I out?" Damon asked the others.

"Just for a moment." Atlan said.

Jata and Mad Pill also approached after seeing him wake up.

Mad Pill then said, "Our plans to slowly train you backfired. Now in thirty days you'll be stronger than even myself."

"How do you feel?" Jata asked.

Damon smiled, "I feel like I'm in new clothes. It's indescribable."

It was then that Damon remarked that his three reincarnations were tangible. As if they had … bodies.

"Since when do you all have bodies?" Damon asked, completely overtaken by the events.

Atlan said, "I just forged them. We will be able to move around easily like this. There are Gods who can harm us with their soul related domains, so these bodies act as protection like any normal body could."

"Doesn't this mean that you're now completely alive?" Damon asked.

"Yes. I used a lot of energy to create them. They are like a God's physical body. Even a little bit stronger." Atlan said.

Mad Pill was like he had been sent to heaven as he touched all over his body. Him, who had always wanted to become a god had received the body of one despite only having the soul of a mere immortal.

Atlan then said, "Only the bodies of Jata Akil and I are perfect since I remember how my body was made. As for Jata, his corpse is on the tenth floor of this tower, so we went there and I made a more perfect copy of his body. Mad Pill's body was made with only my imagination according to how his soul looked. It is still strong though. It is by no means a defective product."

"Can I do that as well?" Damon asked Atlan.

Atlan shook his head, "You may have acquired my ability, Saint son title and bloodline, but not my intelligence since you have yet to completely fuse with me. My answer to you is, you can try, but it will never be as perfect as my creations."

Damon enthusiasm diminished as he now realized that he lacked the intelligence to use his most powerful ability.

Atlan then clapped his hands to attract attention to himself, "So I heard that you guys are in need of my services to help your growing army...and it just so happens that I am also in need of an army to eradicate the Empyreans from this world. They have strayed too far from their values and need to find salvation in their next lives."