Boundary.
The Holy Sanctuary, the core place for the Templar Knights.
Various white buildings made of perfectly cut stone were arranged in harmony, in accordance with their teachings to serve the gods. The place was kept simple yet holy and peaceful.
In the main and largest church,
the spacious hall was bathed in the glory of divinity. The air was calm and peaceful.
Standing on the pulpit was a middle-aged man adorned in religious robes combined with the armor of a knight. With the overflowing presence of light, his shiny, clean-shaven head was like a morning sun rising from the far west.
Under the platform was another member but different from before. He wore full knight armor without the mix of servitude robe of the messenger of gods.
“Your grace, what is the revelation from the gods?” one of the few commanders of the knight order asked the man above the pulpit.
With his eyes closed, the Pope was not in a hurry to answer. As if time were not moving and was on his side, he slowly turned around.
His eyes slightly opened, containing rich light that leaked out like a waterfall. Not long after, the Pope opened his eyes, and the previous overflowing light was like non-existence.
“The time hath come,” the Pope said with confidence, but he did not explain more about the revelation.
. . .
Exiting the portal,
Nameless found himself in a white space. There seemed to be no end to this space. Looking around, he found a shocking view.
With Ball and Farmer on his sides, he saw not far to the right, Nine-tails was busy extending her delicate hand. As her jade finger made a grasping movement, she immediately pulled it back.
Like a professional magician, a bunny suddenly appeared. But that was not the case; a woman in her prime with a beautiful and graceful appearance appeared in Nine-tails' hand.
Without batting an eye, she casually put a restriction on the woman who was still processing that she was kidnapped from somewhere.
Maybe because Nine-tails was too excited and ignored precautions in her actions, the woman immediately came back to her senses and wanted to struggle.
But she couldn’t do anything, as if the concept of “strength” was absent from her reality.
Ignoring the puzzled and confused woman, Nine-tails tossed her to the side while making another magic trick.
The woman was hanging in the air like a wet cloth after being cleaned and waiting to dry under the sun.
One glance was enough for Nameless to know she was not simple, regardless of the woman’s background. Her appearance alone was enough to be proof of her significance.
Dazzling long golden hair seemed like a flowing gold waterfall with slight curves of a water body. A pair of blue eyes radiated gleam like jewels, rosy lips, and enchanting eyebrows. A perfectly trained body yet retained the sense of femininity of high-class royalties.
“No doubt, she must be the main heroine of the tale if not the second-best girl,” Farmer spoke out his thoughts, which coincided with what Nameless was thinking.
“Tsk tsk tsk.” Then another sound of tongue clicking came from the other side, Ball, which was only a floating blob of a metallic ball, couldn’t help but do so.
“Look at those perfectly round shapes!” He was captivated by the same thing but with a different approach.
Nameless shifted his peripheral gaze slightly, feeling funny inside. ‘Have you really reached a transcendent state of mind that ignores the shape and form, thus directly seeing the essence?’
The woman who was hanging in the air indeed had many curvy aspects on her body. The front was physically too huge for a human to carry around, talking in terms of how biologically possible that was. Now talking about how someone could live with such a heavy burden was another question to ponder.
Her waist must be crying all day from supporting those mountains.
While the back was round and smooth, even under her satin skirt, the protrusion was clear like moonlight in a starless night.
“Indeed, good rounds,” Farmer couldn’t help but agree with Ball’s mesmerizing.
Nameless also wanted to say something, but when watching this unknown woman with Nine-tails side by side, he lost his ability to speak.
‘What is this?’ he couldn’t help but curse. ‘Comparing both of them is simply an act of blasphemy! Even if that woman could be said to be a legendary and mystical beauty, compared to Nine-tails on her side, she was like a firefly under the moonlight!’
But Nameless knew this was his fault; he was just a new member in the Chat group and had not accustomed his paradigm to his new level, so he still had some fascination with Nine-tails' style of painting.
While Ball and Farmer were old members, they should be resistant towards Nine-tails.
As if realizing someone was complimenting her, Nine-tails stopped her action after pulling the second magic trick, and now it was another woman with navy blue straight hair with another matchless beauty and dynamic figure.
Nine-tail was confused at first, ‘who? Who was talking about me?.... Who is complimenting me?’
Her eyes squinted slightly and began to wander to the trio. She immediately filtered out Farmer subconsciously and then actively crossed out Ball from her list. Then her gaze fixed on calm Nameless.
She smirked at him and moved her body like a boneless snake to attenuate her perfect pursuit of beauty. Then she hung the second woman next to the previous woman.
“Did you just compliment her?” Farmer asked without shifting his gaze.
Nameless, who nicknamed Edge, thickened his face and replied without fluctuation in his facial expression. “Yes.”
“You are new after all; it can’t be helped.” Farmer nodded his head and kept watching how the women were hanging like wet cloth.
Ignoring this peculiar behavior of Nine-tails, Nameless moved his vision to the other area.
The corner of his eye couldn’t help but twitch when he saw this scene.
On the white expanse, a handsome man. With the brilliant light of existence blinding Nameless’ eyes for a moment.
He was young yet mature, handsome and very masculine yet had gentleness at the same time.
With radiant white hair and gold eyes, he stood alone like the true protagonist.
But his perfect quality was lowered by another figure not far from him. A lich, with a skeleton body; his bones were giving off a metallic luster but not that much, as if dust had accumulated enough to cover its brilliance.
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Bone was wearing a ring robe that is usually worn by professional boxing athletes before entering the ring. It was big and loose compared to the already big body of Bone.
On both of his hands, Bone was wearing boxing gloves that were bigger than his opponent’s head.
He was swaying left and right just like a professional boxer and threw some jabs. But his movement was like an amateur who only knew that punching is equivalent to attacking.
It was shallow and slow, without any proper foundation of martial art at all.
“Is this appropriate?” Nameless asked himself in a low breath.
“I see,” it was Farmer who said this. “So it was this game they were playing.”
“Game?” Nameless switched his eyes between the man fighting Bone with the hanging women near Nine-tails.
He had a vague answer in his heart but chose to be silent.
The protagonist man was overwhelmed, not because of the sudden change in his reality, but because his
comrades and friends were being held by another person.
He saw a beautiful woman that defied all of his prejudices against beauty and found that his vision was too when seeing Nine-tails. But that was not the focus; his love candidates.
Yes, that was how it was. Even after becoming the strongest, the protagonist man still unable to face himself and accept the feelings of his love candidates.
They were being pulled one by one from the void by the nine-tailed woman and hung on her side. The love candidates, unable to speak, found the man they love and have affection for was fighting someone in a ridiculous manner.
“Jab!” Seeing his opponent was ignoring him, Bone expressed his intention while delivering a jab at the protagonist man.
“Enough!” The protagonist man was angered and slashed down his holy sword at Bone’s jab.
Golden light filled the air, and turbulent air flow caused by the golden light crashed at Bone directly, sending him flying.
But due to his physique, the attack was not enough to injure him. In fact, his being pushed back was because he suppressed his strength to the lowest to have heartfelt entertainment.
“Ka kakaka.” Bone’s bony jaws opened and closed while letting out the strange sound that was supposedly his laughter.
“What kakakaka? Didn’t you laugh normally before?” Nameless questioned Bone’s ridiculous showdown.
But soon, he kept watching from the sidelines. Nine-tails no longer pulled beautiful women; instead, she began to pull various kinds of people which clearly were not some love candidates.
Old people, adults, young people, and even animals.
The protagonist man realized something was wrong, but he was unable to stop Bone from confronting him. So as powerful as he was, he showed various skillful movements to fend off Bone.
Time passed, and Nine-tails was no longer able to pull something from the void; on her sides were filled with many people hanging in the air looking confused.
“I’m done,” she shouted at Bone. Then she pulled her soft couch from the void and began to lay down on her side.
Bone was having the best time in a while facing the protagonist man; he didn’t use any fancy moves. Just threw a jab and let out the weird laugh.
“Jab!” Bone said while throwing a flawed jab.
Then he was sent back by the counter-attack.
After bouncing Bone back numerous times, the protagonist man was able to close the distance between him and the people hanging around Nine-tails.
Just as he wanted to make another move, he suddenly felt the distance between him and his goal was fixed.
“Break!” He shouted while releasing a full display of his power as the protagonist. The space around him cracked like being pressured. But even after gritting his teeth and maximizing his effort, no change happened in the space.
“Kakakaka.”
While on his back, another weird laugh could be heard.
He stopped wasting his energy and surveyed his surroundings. He found the trio; a floating metallic ball that looked like it was made of water, an ordinary man with a calm expression, and an old man with a haggard appearance that was busy watching the struggling love candidates.
“Who are you people?” He used his power to empower his voice.
No responses were received; Bone was approaching him slowly like a disgusting stalker, Nine-tails was busy laying down on her side, Ball was being a floating metallic ball, Nameless was being a spectator, and Farmer was appreciating the beauty.
“Jab!”
Before the protagonist man could say anything else, Bone came up at him and threw another jab while declaring it.
Time passed.
The protagonist was able to keep Bone from touching him; while in his free time, he would try to communicate.
Knowing where this play was going, Nameless asked. “Will this be enough?”
For him, this kind of play indeed could relieve some accumulated stress, but that was it; it was unable to cure the root cause.
“This will be enough,” Farmer answered with certainty in his voice.
He already shifted his gaze toward Bone, who was fighting.
“But… this kind of thing, it just… is it meaningless? Although he is indeed the seed of god that will become our enemy in the future, doing this will only relieve some anger at best.”
“Then what do you think we should do?” Farmer asked. He didn’t put any thought into his words.
Nameless thought for a moment; he imagined various scenarios on how to torture his future enemy, but even after extensively deducing various kinds of tortures, he found a wall.
No matter what kind of plays or tortures it will be, in the end, it will only satisfy his dissatisfaction with this seed of god.
At best, the Old Gods wouldn’t gain additional manpower, while at worst, it could entertain him for a pitiful amount of time.
Compared to the long process to break the seal of the fake universe, the amount of his interest alive to torture the seed of god was too minuscule in comparison.
In the end, he couldn’t answer the question and shook his head.
“Precisely, there was no other way to do it, so we just came up with what we wanted,” Farmer said without any changes in his emotion.
There was a brief silence.
“Then what do you want to do?” Farmer asked Nameless.
Nameless ran some mental calculations in his head, then answered. “I want to play with those love candidates?”
He asked tentatively.
“Do whatever you want. Don’t limit yourself,” Farmer answered back.
Nameless walked towards the group of hanging people. Some of them were wary of him, while some were afraid.
He looked at the first woman who was pulled by Nine-tails; she had a heroic aura around her. Her temperament was that of a noble, and her pride was higher than the stars.
There was a slight turmoil in Nameless’ still heart. Some long-lost feelings of excitement were floating, but just like bubbles, they exploded and were gone.
Nameless looked down and found he wasn’t excited at all.
‘Am I impotent now?’ He jokingly asked himself.
His thoughts were pondering his lack of touch of having fun and turned his head to look at Bone.
There he watched Bone happily jumping and fooling around in a ridiculous manner; his soul fire was fluctuating, showing his inner enjoyment. His bony jaws kept banging at each other to produce a weird laugh.
Then suddenly Nameless realized something crucial; he quickly shifted his eyes toward Nine-tails near him and found this enchanting beauty had a bored expression on her face.
Then he looked at Ball and Farmer, only to find there was no change on their faces.
“We laugh because we are happy…” Nameless finally got the answer he wanted.
The scene where Nine-tails was enthusiastically pulling people from the void flashed in his mind; Nine-tails was obviously happy doing so.
There were Ball who commented on the roundness and Farmer who appreciated the beauty.
All of them were engaged nonetheless. But now they were back to their original selves.
"To laugh to become happy..."
Nameless felt depressed when he said this.
He realized none of the chat members were happy; all of their actions and behaviors were like those of schizophrenic patients pitying themselves.
"How pathetic," a low voice echoed Nameless' thoughts.
It was Nine-tails who was bored, lying on her side without bothering to shift her gaze at Nameless.
"To laugh because of happiness and to be happy by laughing. How empty it needs to be?" Her voice didn't contain the coquettishness like before but sounded more like an old person who had had enough in this life.
"Reaching this point, nothing can remain the same. Instead, everything becomes still, and various meanings lose their value. Emotions, desires, hope, dreams, fear, and even the sense of existence."
"In front of the absolute, who can remain the same? Time flows, but no change occurs. Chaos comes, and only emptiness remains."
"At the summit of power, we lose more than we gain."
Nine-tails stopped talking, letting her words be processed by Nameless. The tails on her back swayed gently.