Farsighted Realm Godly Stage!

"How... how long has it been?" Heian Ciemnosc asked, not aware of the time. He tried to think about it and he even felt as if he could discern it, but something seemed to just block the way out with a strange, greenish fog. The worm looked at his Father and had a look of knowing what was in his mind. He spoke in a hurry, "Father, if we can consider all this time when you and Mother temporarily disappeared up until now as a 10 minutes nap where only an idiot would feel like days passed, then it's been 25 hours. A day."

“Oh well,” Heian Ciemnosc blinked and hugged the worm closer to his left side. The worm opened its mouth wide, content and speechless. It had never touched Heian Ciemnosc before, so he couldn’t compare with the past. But he felt really excited!

“I didn’t put any name on you back then, did I?” Heian Ciemnosc said as he aimlessly walked. The worm absentmindedly nodded before robotically looking upwards at its Father. “Will you… put a name to me, Father?!”

The worm was excited, but how could it not? It meant a lot to it! Heian Ciemnosc looked down at the worm with a calmness that was similar to before, but much more profound. A quietness that seemed without color, and a softness that didn’t hide the magnitude of his prowess and decorum. “I’ll name you Halonso.”

“... ah.” The worm, Halonso, kept his mouth wide open. However, after processing, he rubbed his face on Heian Ciemnosc, leaving it with viscous liquid as it fawned and curried favor. “Father! Thank you, thank you so much! Wahaha- haaaa!”

“Now… I may be running late to return to my doings,” Heian Ciemnosc vaguely spoke. Halonso stopped fawning over him and nodded. Halonso parted his lips and excitedly said, “Father! I can bring you elsewhere in an instant. But that doesn’t matter. I have a surprise for you!”

“What?” Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head to the right and asked. Halonso quickly nodded and elaborated, “Father has been outside the knowledge of this world for too long. I’m sure his cultivation base has been slowed down as time passes. I will grant all this knowledge. You’ll know the cultivation systems, technological progression, and the previous ‘leaders’ this world welcomed. Like those Lords and the Elemental Masters of yore. Anyway, how about?!”

“Oh, go ahead. Don’t make haste. I know you can teleport. Just let me try cultivating,” said Heian Ciemnosc. He couldn’t investigate those events, even after remembering his past. While he was still in a state of not fully processing it, seeing the world’s passing time across the previous Changes through Halonso’s eyes might help him consolidate this reality, this… truth.

“For sure!” Halonso screamed, joyous. He floated above Heian Ciemnosc’s head and circled around it. Heian Ciemnosc looked as Halonso expelled darkish screens with a universe-like, starry background as it fell around his head and covered his body. Heian Ciemnosc closed his darkest eyes and felt like he became space and the universe itself.

He sat cross-legged as his body was wrapped by Halonso’s dark, starry screen. This wasn’t space energy, so to speak, since such a thing never existed and only through portals could anyone in the world teleport. There have been cases of others in the world finding a way to teleport without portals or through several array formations, Divine Arts, and sacrifices.

However, those were too few, and one of them was Lady Calisneia. Heian Ciemnosc’s wife and Master. But while Heian Ciemnosc didn’t know the expansiveness of her teleportation capabilities, he knew Halonso could teleport anywhere, at any time he wished, without any repercussion. However, that was before he and Life were subjugated into becoming living beings.

Heian Ciemnosc placed those thoughts aside for the moment and focused on cultivating. Unlike before, even after breaking into the Farsighted realm small stage, he could feel the pure energy moving to his every will and whim as soon as he began cultivating. If Heian Ciemnosc meditated, he felt he could make all 7 Elements dance around him, but he didn’t have time to test it now.

He had already understood the Four Primary Elements and the Lightning Element, and his knowledge of them was improving to the mastered degree. However, unless one became, had an improbable unique affinity, or had a Special Lotus Body, they wouldn’t be able to master an Element. On the other hand, Heian Ciemnosc felt weirder, as he realized he could only master them if he comprehended every other Element.

While Heian Ciemnosc recuperated his memories, which he was still in the process of accepting, he didn’t suddenly become a peak powerhouse in the world. This world still had its nature… although he could feel it wanting to leave the world after ‘waking up’.

His body wouldn’t just gain the support of everything and return him to the peak strength he had as Shadow. This could be counted as an incarnation, as he went from a legend to reality. But his body and maturity were proof that he became as alive as any other living being in this ‘perfected’ world after so many Changes occurred.

Pshift, pshift, pshift, pshift, pshift, pshift, pshift, pshift… Heian Ciemnosc felt the pure energy in a 3* Region’s radius directly swarm towards him. On the other hand, above that range, around a Minor Kingdom’s size in Spirit Sense, pure energy slowly yet swiftly drifted in the wind, underground, and water, moving towards him as he just started cultivating.

Everyone below the Bright/Silhouette realm couldn’t notice it unless Heian Ciemnosc went all-out to absorb it. But he didn’t want to make others believe another Bright/Silhouette realm cultivator intended to breakthrough or steal other inhabitant cultivators here of their pure energy. As for those in the Bright/Silhouette realm, they believed it was many cultivators drawing pure energy simultaneously, nothing else.

As the pure energy entered the area where Halonso was blissfully watching Heian Ciemnosc cultivate, pure energy strands became 3 to 10 times bigger, thicker, and suddenly gained solidification. It looked as if it was a Godly cultivator refining pure energy into Godly Energy and not a mere Farsighted realm small stage punk.

‘Hehe, Father will lead a massacre soon!’ Halonso thought as he could feel the resolve of cultivating just after Heian Ciemnosc recuperated his memories. Halonso itched to see his father’s growing determination as he repassed through the abominations these sinners have caused and forced to his darkness. This world he created out of thoughts and small things such as sneezing.

How dare they ever try to harm them?! Father will show them. Father will bring things as they should have been… and not this stray fated world.

The darkest emptiness of the eyes of the worm looking at Heian Ciemnosc were never diverted as time passed. As Heian Ciemnosc experienced the things Halonso recorded through the Changes, his body trembled, jolted, and his eyebrows frowned occasionally. Only his hands clenched into fierce fists remained in that stance throughout 11 months while his cultivation base increased.

… Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes opened while he was still covered by the dark, starry screens, and slowly stood up as the pure energy he drew still rushed towards him. Halonso didn’t say anything, although he felt like jumping from corner to corner of the world to celebrate.

“Haah~!” Heian Ciemnosc cried out as the dark, starry screens left his body, showcasing a bare, muscular, overly pale body with a tremendous aura surging from within. Heian Ciemnosc felt his body relaxed, but his Spirit Sense and Soul were brimming to the peak in ecstasy.

After 11 months, Heian Ciemnosc’s cultivation base reached the Farsighted realm godly stage!! His Spirit Sense constantly changed, from a Middle Kingdom at the medium stage, to the Upper Kingdom at the large stage. Finally, his Spirit Sense range increased to the size of a Supreme Kingdom at the supreme stage, and as large as a Divine Kingdom at the godly stage!

This was something one attained only after reaching the later realms of the Godhood Step! While the maximum Spirit Sense range in the Second Step can be reached from the Bright/Silhouette realm to the Universal realm, a Minor Kingdom-sized Spirit Sense, Heian Ciemnosc had already attained that in the Farsighted realm small stage.

More incredibly, after breaking through the next stage, instead of waiting until the following realm, Heian Ciemnosc’s Spirit Sense increased again. This was the Farsighted realm! Every stage meant a Spirit Sense range and potency increase to Heian Ciemnosc. For him, that was too much! Heian Ciemnosc couldn’t believe he advanced so fast in such little time!

However, he could believe one thing… He is Shadow, the unknown creator of everything… all that exists and there is…

“...” Heian Ciemnosc shook his head, not willing to fall into a pensive state now. He didn’t look at Halonso but extended his left arm towards him as the pure energy drawn towards him finally stopped. Halonso was grabbed by Heian Ciemnosc again, making him feel content as Heian Ciemnosc opened his mouth and asked, “You couldn’t reproduce before, but can now, don’t you?”

“Yes, Father,” Halonso responded in his high-pitched tone and cutely nodded several times. Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head slightly to the left and backwards. His calm voice sounded really mature, akin to an adult really helping a child learn. “So why haven’t you started populating?”

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“Father… I didn’t have time,” Halonso lowly said, “My purpose is my own. I understand that. But without Father, would there be anything? I was furious, too. I traveled the world, disguised as a comet, sometimes a meteor, sometimes a meteorite of destruction… anything that I could and wanted.”

“I know, but you always behaved. Even when you could, and should, have gone on a rampage, you never did it. This shows self-control, but it’s also too much for you. How long have you been lonely… yet could afford a day or 2 to start a family? With your reproductive abilities, do you think She wanted you to dedicate to ourselves only? Before hatred, she loved. Don’t mistake our sacrifices as slavery.” Heian Ciemnosc admonished his child.

“Father, are you saying that I should…?” Halonso felt stupid, but he also understood. Asking his father, he became a little hopeful, making him feel really giddy. Heian Ciemnosc’s expression remained impassive, but his words were really gentle and warm. “Since I’ll bring you with me from now on, get yourself a few Myriad Races. I want you to form a large Clan so that your subordinates will aid my future daughters and sons, is that understood?”

“Understood!” Halonso nodded, swearing to enslave his offspring to his Father’s children. Heian Ciemnosc slightly nodded while looking at him before placing Halonso under his left armpit. Just then, Evans came flying from the distance, and although he was a little stupefied and curious about the worm under Heian Ciemnosc’s arm, he didn’t bother asking a thing.

STOMP, crii crii.

Evans landed on 20 meters before Heian Ciemnosc and lowered his head towards him. Heian Ciemnosc walked to Evans and patted the side of his beak and face. He opened his overly pale red lips and spoke as Halonso smugly glanced at the bird. “Don’t fret, dear little bird. I’ll tell you many things, but not now. And I told you no funny business. Now, you’ll leave behind offspring and mothers who you won’t see for a long time. Was it worth it?”

Crii, crii… Evans voiced his concern and implored, but Heian Ciemnosc shook his head and grazed the snow white feathers. “Live with your actions. Want to see them sooner and bring them under your wings with my permission? Become a being that can locate them no matter where they go, and can protect them under my new rule. Either that or they’ll become powerful babies to be enslaved like those you’ve seen before.”

Crii! Evans cried loudly. He swore to Heian Ciemnosc with his wings fluttering in the air as Heian Ciemnosc floated onto his back. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, placing Halonso before him on Evans’s feathers after straddling on his back. “Good, now honor your word to yourself, not just me. Halonso, I present to you my first Fauna companion. He’s my grandma’s.”

“Ah, nice to meet you, bird brains,” Halonso said, politely greeting Evans with his sausage head moving up and down. Evans looked back, curious if it was really a proper greeting. But seeing the sausage head innocent, and that reverse ‘U’ smile with the darkest emptiness for eyes, Evans felt like he met a distinguished gentleman. Criii~!

“...” Heian Ciemnosc helplessly shook his head. However, while he couldn’t bother Evans with having offspring anymore because of Halonso, he was now glad Alejandro was male-only. Otherwise, he’d have a reputation of raising manwhores left and right. What if his first biological, non-thought-created child is a son? Wouldn’t Heian Ciemnosc feel really embarrassed?

“Bring me to my troops’ rear in the frontlines of the Northeastern territory,” Heian Ciemnosc said, not needing to randomly decide, as he had already seen through the entire Upper Kingdom’s situation. Nothing escaped his Spirit Sense, not even his hidden sight, which he recently attained when breaking into the Farsighted realm.

And what’s more, his nature reading also changed. He could utilize it without directly staring at something. Thus, Heian Ciemnosc saw through every action in the war that occurred these past 3 years. Today, it was the 11th year, 12th month, and 4th week since the arrival of the Crimsonbreaking Faction to the Dragoon Ore Kingdom.

“Easy!” Halonso exclaimed as Evans narrowed his eyes. What was this wormy shit about to do? However, aka bird brains didn’t have a second to ponder and suspect, because a dark, starry outlining screen covered their bodies in less than an instant. As soon as it formed, at a rate only slower than Heian Ciemnosc’s blood and energy flow from within, they disappeared from the spot. One second, they were immobile, an iota of an instant later, they were gone. Puff.

… WHOOOOSHH!! SWISH!! FUTOMP! FUTOMP! FUTOMP!

A few hours after Heian Ciemnosc left, several cultivators with cultivation bases higher than the Bright/Silhouette realm flew towards here and scanned everything with excited, lusty gazes. After a few minutes, they turned perplexed and drastically fell.

“What? There’s nothing? I traveled here after pure energy flooded this place! What’s going on…?” An old, crazed-haired man muttered after realizing there was nothing to obtain from this place. Just then, a middle-aged man flew towards him and stopped several hundred meters, asking, “Are you here because of the commotion, too?”

“Hmm, if there’s really nothing, it cannot be helped. Unless, you found something?” The old man turned and asked the middle-aged cultivator, who narrowed his eyes at the end of the old man’s words. Before his opened mouth could say something, he was interrupted by a woman in a long, hugging, red dress. “If there’s something in someone’s pockets, that can only be from the first person to arrive here.”

Swish, swish, whoooosh… More cultivators flew towards here and encircled the old man. But if one looked closely, they’ll realize they were surrounding each other. More and more cultivators congregated, already in the hundreds, at the latest realms of the Third Step. The old man narrowed his eyes and loudly declared, “Natural treasure or not, right now, I can only feel saddened for whoever couldn’t come here in time. They won’t have their corpses turned over and their belongings changing owners as they should.”

“Heng!” WHOOOSH!!

Just as the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man harrumphed in disdain and lunged towards the old man. Suddenly, energy attacks, Arts and Elemental Arts covered the sky and the ground. They formed a twirl of several tens of kilometers in diameter as they neutralized each other and turned the place Heian Ciemnosc cultivated and remained peaceful for over a decade into a pandemonium.

. . .

An instant later, after Halonso teleported them tens of millions of kilometers…

During these 3 years, the war continued in the Calatida Region, started by the South, and replied to by the North. The northern ruling organizations, the Solovin Sect and Borrowed Heart Academy, established an impenetrable wall line across their southern Small City’s territory. Additionally, they deployed supplies and arsenal to the Forts as the war continued in a stalemate, with their side suffering the greater casualties.

On the other hand, the southern ruling organizations, the Aqualian Drake Sect and Forestalress Academy continued the supreme commander’s war plans as intended. They had already taken 80% of the Northeastern territory, and their second incursion was in order, ready for deployment. Their arsenal never decreased, and their routes were more or less guaranteed with all the settlements, from exiled inhabitants to supreme-sized, falling under their command.

The enemy territory’s conquering progress was of 80%, but the rest belonged to their forts and Small City. And while it seemed that the south couldn’t advance any further, they were barely losing any cultivators and citizens during the years after they occupied said settlements. Currently, several rings formed around the enemy forts and the Small City’s southern territory.

From the Army Groups sent to the southwest in the Northeastern territory, the 1 who was sent to move northeast, they stopped at a town after occupying 6 villages. As they remained there, they fortified the town to its utmost potential. The hundreds of millions of auxiliary units created a mini fort in under a few weeks. It was meant to resist enemy firepower more than to strike back.

Like this, they were free from the enemy forts’ arsenal, and the military units they sent were taken down one after another. Although situations arose where they suffered severe damage when 2 enemy forts launched assaults, it was nothing that the southern army’s auxiliary units couldn’t deal with.

Meanwhile, the 3 Army Groups sent to move through the southern beaches and wage war occupied 5 villagers, suffering numerous skirmishes every day from village to village. These forced a few tens of thousands of soldier units to remain behind, as the enemy was adamant in recuperating them.

Of course, they would, with the money and treasures they’ve already lost. Several weeks later, after the 3 Army Groups advanced to the north after occupying those 5 villages, they resumed their conquest. They left dark paths of flames and war behind on their passing, occupying another 5 villages slightly up north, leading to the town where the rest of their army was holed in.

After joining their full forces again, they moved west for a few days before marching north for another few days. Finally, they rushed to the east, where 4 properly fortified resource gathering locations with tens of millions of enemy soldier units were extinguished of their lives one after another in the following months.

While the 4 Army Groups sent to the Northeastern’s southwest advanced, losing people but advancing their progress to victory in the war, the troops sent to the northwest didn’t have it any easier.

The 2 Army Groups sent to the northern roads occupied the 2 resource gathering locations with ease, taking advantage of the enemy’s not well-prepared response and their lack of distributed resources to form defenses worthy of deterring the southerners, forcing them to think harder and not die faster.

On the other hand, the 2 Army Groups where Anastasia comprised of, conquered those 3 villages with ease despite starting losing soldier units from the second village to the various ambushes and the like. When they were targeting and planning to occupy their first resource gathering location, the 2 Army Groups up north were in the battle to occupy their second town.

One of the Army Groups was left helpless in a situation where the enemy gave open access to their town, where taking that risk would mean completing the job halfway through. However, it couldn’t be ignored, and the Army Group took it. As a result, nearly 500,000 soldier units lost their lives in under an hour, while many more continued to fall until the battle ended.

The town was occupied without additional trouble or mishaps from then on, but the loss of so many soldier units merited a harsh punishment. The vice commander in charge was detained and sent to the Small City in the Southeastern territory, where he would be kneeling for 3 months with his vice commander badge fallen on the ground before him.

Fitting of a leader who willingly broke apart countless hearts from families and loved ones for the sake of victory. While he was given credit for the victory more than anyone else, as the tallest tree, it also suffered the worst humiliation to the people he’s supposed to be their leading figure.

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