It was A stunning revelation to Bob that one of his prototypes had actually led to this outcome.

As one of the few demi-god tier players who had even come back from Undead-demi-god(-9th tier)

He knew an inordinate amount of lore of the world due to the undead language hiding most truths of the world.

If it wasn't such a pain in the ass, He may have spent more time as an undead demi-god.

"No doubt as a weapon with a soul you neither count as either living or dead, So do you mind sharing what status you possess?" Bob asked out of curiousity.

-Only when you share yours, Creator.- The sword said... Thought? slyly

"Cheeky shit... Sure since we will be ascending to divinity together, [System share Status with...]" Bob sighed

"[Share status with "Blade of epic super divinity surpassing might No.3"]

-Creator!- the blade said

-Your naming sense is awful.- it said in a dull tone

Bob sighed harder

-Yeah, Yeah I know you were trying your best to put luck in your actions.- The sword said.

"I think I got a renaming crystal somewhere around here." Bob said riffling through a small pile of various stones and crystals.

-Wow, creator? How are your stats so high?!-

"cause I'm a demi-god, at minimum 8 tiers higher, I have like a 1 million times stat multiplier- actually I am currently the weakest I have been for a long time."

The sword was so stunned it couldn't ask any questions

Eventually a brightly glowing orange crystal that had no uniform structure was held to the blade.

"time for a new name, So uh... Any ideas?" Bob asked

-I am barely hours old and you are asking me to name myself?- the sword asked

"You are barely an hour old and you have been critiquing my naming sense, choose or I choose for you." bob said as he remembered something

"also share your status already, the hype is getting to me!" bob demanded.

Stats Values Sharpness 30 Hardness 70 Energy conductivity 300 Mind 100 Soul 50 Luck ??? Durability 3000 Tier 1(Greater)

"Ooooooh~ Loverly, Kinda concerned about the luck value but that may just be because of the intervention of the heavens."

"as for a sword of in the greater tier, the stats are a little low. What is your refinement technique." Bob asked.

-It is called the world metal refinement technique, It seems that I must be 'fed' tons of metal of all types to become more powerful.- The sword said

"And your new name?" bob asked

-I will go for... [eclipse from the heavens]- The sword said

System prompt: Your sword "Blade of epic super divinity surpassing might No.3" wishes to rename itself "eclipse from the heavens" Do you allow this?

Y/N

"Yes" bob answered the prompt as it quickly disappeared.

"so can I abbreviate that to Eclipse?" bob asked

-Well I suppose it is a little long for a person's name, as for that I shall be Eclipse heavens!- the sword declared.

"I mean, you were essentially made by the heavens, and you are meant to eat the world so I would say it is fitting."

"so eclipse shall we begin your first baptism?" bob asked

-certainly!- Eclipse answered

---- Third basement of the calamitous castle ----

-certainly the temperature is high enough- Eclipse mentioned at the entrance of this floor, A massive room filled with many horned and hooved creatures, skins between bright lively red and charcoal black.

-What are these creatures? creator- Eclipse managed to squeak out.

"Demons of all flavours and variations, they love to work for those who induce suffering in mortal beings, thus as supremely useful physical beings I utilise their services in my forges." bob explained

"anytime a bandit leader manages a minor feat, a ring of fire will appear, and a wonderful sword will be left in its place, enabling the bandit leader to have a weapon that enables further ventures of banditry."

"Then when he finally reaches tier 2 or 3 I appear in front of him, Giving them a minor boon from me, and marking them in my service. then when they die, I give them two options Die, and become one of my slaves or manifest the mark and become a demon."

"they very rarely choose option one." Bob smirked Knowing both options were one and the same.

-You transform mortals into these swarthy and rugged creatures?- Eclipse asked proverbial jaw a gaped

"well yeah, can't an evil demi-god turn mere mortals into my eternal tools."

-They live forever?!- -That is at least a tier 5 mortal transformation?!- the sword seemly shocked.

"hey hey, Don't be so starstruck, being tier 9 elevating a tier 2 or 3 into a tier 5 or 6 is like taking a dump or coughing out a cold, My presence naturally corrupts natural elements and empowers them."

They finished walking down the stairs as Bob enchanted eclipse with a levitation spell.

"Hmm, for your level your conductivity is excellent." bob commented

-Well I do possess a soul from tip to hilt, creator, As you more than likely know, souls conduct energy the best of all materials.-

"simply a comment on how much soul you possess, then again you are an unprecedented entity."

"that and as you go further in the tiers your soul expands to enable more ability and powers to stem from it."

"then again, physical cultivators exist and are adorably easy to corrupt." Bob mentioned with a smirk.

"However your tempering requires the consumption of the worlds bones so to say."

"as for fighting, we will probably bathe you in the blood of heroes, one of the best mediums in the world, though to find one, I may have to strike against the pantheon."

-Um, creator, should I really be forged in this way? Shouldn't I be a divergent entity to you?-

"Hmm, why? wouldn't our eventual fusion into divinity become stunted if we were two separate paths of growth." Bob asked

- I-I, I don't know, I Feel that being made in your image creator, would merely make your current self stronger, not allow you to become a divine being.- eclipse reasoned

"So, what of your world metal refining technique then? that is a literal world devouring technique to empower yourself...." Bob retorted

- I personally believe that the heavens already know the world here is doomed, and that to speed up my growth gave me the fastest possible growth rate.- the sword offered

Bob considered before continuing to walk forward towards the crucible.

"There are problems with executing your theory of divergent evolution."

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"for one, I would have to perform your battle baptism with either my blood, limited, or the blood of other evil demi-gods, problems with the latter is that I would be moving the karmic balance of the world by ending them."

-You forget creator, I am another creature that would be performing this karmic shift, and you have several ways of rebalancing the loss of evils in the world, no?-

Bob sighed "There is still loss in the balance, While I am essentially the most of the balance of evil, Unless I let you slaughter all of my demons, there will still be problems, and we need those for other tasks even after your full ascension."

They finally reached a large crucible held in place by a pair of large demon carven statues of bob in his full evil god form.

the loving details filled bobs heart with the happiness of the evil.

"Morgal where are you? You decrepit Mutt!" Bob boomed in a domineering tone.

A husky bipedal demon strode forwards

"We felt your awakening master, is it time for forging again? " the large lycanthropic creature queried

"not forging, reforging, we actually succeeded far before the grand furnaces or the blacksteel crucible began its eternal job of refinement." Bob answered with garish prose while gesticulating to the oversized human.

"Truly,?! Which bladework succeeded master!" Morgal begged eyes wide canine mouth agape drool evaporating before it hit the floor.

-Greetings fellow created, I am eclipse, I hope your services for my tempering and consumption of metals is to prove its worth-

the large creature seemed stunned.

"My Lord... Y-you weren't joking..." Morgal said a look of horror and terror in his eyes.

His gaze moved back to his master, and savior.

"This Morgal is dumbfounded at the master. Please tell us unworthy forge-beasts what the secrets of the divine!"

Bob for his part seemed unperturbed before answering "Well, a trick of the heavens unfortunately."

Morgal's jaw hung as he stared in disbelief.

Several other creatures seemed to collapse from shock.

"...Years of attempts, only for the heavens to meet us halfway..."

Bob smiled wryly "Yeah... Bittersweet moment, however we have no time to lose."

Bob then laid Eclipse across a pouring channel.

-Um... creator... how is this meant to reforge me into copper?- The blade asked.

"This is a spirit furnace, Far be it for even my servants to be utilising mortal techniques to create weapons, minding that it really doesn't make the process easier, more that it moves the burden to another area that many ascendant beings prefer." Bob explained.

A moment later, his foundation as a demigod made itself manifest, grasping and sinking into the spirit furnace as metal shrieked.

-C-Creator, w-w-what is that?!- the sword squealed

Bob's eyes flared red as his body expanded, Skin buckling and contorting to contain whatever absurd powers of a demi-god struggled underneath the surface.

then finally bob spoke, once his spirit had warped the furnace into a grim visage and reflection of bob.

His voice was clear, but there was a strange reverb which added an unearthly cadence

["True evil baptism technique: Flay the flesh from soul"]

Another groan of metal as the furnace began to compact, and a ripple emanated from bob.

With a fleck of blood tracing his lips he then recited another line.

["True evil baptism technique: Burial of the alembic essence"]

After this line bob doubled over, his body pulsing as black veins traced his body and the many demons fled to the walls of the underground chamber.

For Eclipse the experience was far more brutal and terrifying.

It felt the raw animalistic Bloodlust and malice held in bob, But also the cruel cunning of a sentient creature that could derive a sick pleasure in controlling and tearing another into fragments of their former selves.

then first-hand felt the sense of loss and shame of having the only physical body it knew robbed by said cruel entity.

Then with cold hands that grabbed at everything that was and is Eclipse it felt parts being taken-Broken, snapped and twisted into another.

Every inch, if you could even call it that, was taken, measured, worked into the desired shape, and then placed into a container too small to fit the new shape, whereupon.

SMASH.

The sound of something shattering was heard.

Eclipse was on the most fundamental levels ground down into their new body.

A sword made entirely of rank 0 copper, purified to 100% purity, and enchanted to never become less pure.

After this display Bob was wiped, and the veins across his body began to form tattoos of various shapes and forms.

Bob clicked his tongue as a particular seal had formed on his chest and left leg.

System prompt: Because of your blatant bullying of the weak, the heavens have decided to punish your evil acts with two of the nine worldly seals.

Current seals active:

Seal two: Seal of The prophetic warning

Seal five: Seal of The Karmic fires

Unused seals:

Seal one: Seal of the inverse

Seal three: Seal of the heretic

Seal four: Seal of Ages

Seal Six: Seal of the Usual

Seal Seven: Seal of the Extra-Ordinary

Seal eight: Seal of the failure

Seal Nine: Seal of Mortal transience

'So a bit of a pain to deal with' bob thought as he opened the system log to see how long these seals applied.

System Prompt: These Seals have been applied for the next 17519.9~ in game hours,

Bob blanked for a moment before pulling out a fantasy calculator and determining that both Karmic flames and Prophetic warnings would be on for the next two years.

in game years of course.

Roughly speaking the game ran for 2x speed.

Meaning there was two years in game left for him and Eclipse to collapse the paradigm of this world.

"Well For the most part it seems to be better than usual then..." bob said optimistically.

System prompt: You have taken a juvenile soul and obliterated it's sense of self in the process of granting it's wish, and while completely in line with your karma, the fragile psyche has retreated within and will need to be coaxed back out if you are to ascend this world.

System generated quest: To Transcend Divinity

Quest type: Legendary Unique

Description:

You have been tasked by the Soulsword "Eclipse of the Heavens" to complete the required steps to finally ascend into godhood.

You to your credit managed to do this even with your deficit of a moral compass, however now you must also forcefeed the bones of the world to the blade without knowing what it wants or needs.

If you succeed in ascending to divinity, money, power and anything else you would or could want will be yours and more.

Fail and you are merely one amongst many.

Note: this quest is active whether you intended to accept or not. Simply intentionally fail to reject the quest.

"Haaaaaaaa" bob sighed as he read the chatbox and exactly what he expected to happen occured.

he broke too much of Eclipse's soul in the transfer process.

Exhausted, but reinvigorated by the Karmic flames he inspected his work.

Name: Eclipse of the heavens

type: Sword: Soulsword

Rarity: Unique

Tier: 0

Description:

A soulsword's soul has gone into hiding within this benign copper blade.

The body made of taintless copper and unable to be corrupted naturally

The world eating spirit within should grow up again.

Vague emotion can be sensed if in contact with the sword and the sword reacts to something.