Chapter 53, Rule Breaker
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If the count started from the downfall of humanity, and the uprising of the beasts, then it would currently be year 160,048.
160,048 PD, Post Downfall.
The longest era in which there wasn't mass activities.
The Beastmen evolved slowly now that the prehistoric humans were out of the picture. The Sacred Beasts fell into deep slumbers, only wandering the world to feast on weaker kin when they truly needed it.
The Vitarians nearly died out, having grown so powerful that the Sacred Beasts were the only creatures capable of filling them with the energy they needed to survive.
They were incredibly active creatures, and with their massive reserves of food being wiped out by the Sacred Beasts, they didn't have many sources of energy.
The most powerful Vitarians were forced to go into stasis, relying on breathing techniques to keep themselves alive while weak Vitarians continued to live life and further their species.
Unfortunately, during the 90th millennia, a super volcano exploded on the opposite side of the continent, wiping out most lesser creatures, leaving only the Vitarian Primordials and the Sacred Beasts.
The Vitarians had to start from scratch, while the Sacred Beasts slumbered through it all.
Life was forced to restart and crawl upon the land from their deep caves, or the continental coasts.
Life was truly just beginning to flourish, on the Vitarian continent, and the Vitarians themselves were growing to populations they never had before, reaching 20,000 in number, and stepping into the metal age.
They advanced slower than the original humans did, but faster than the majority of humans from the vast cosmos.
Unfortunately, since they now had to be wary of encountering powerful Godkin, the Vitarian life expectancy had shrunk down to just 700 years. They seemed to develop a trait through evolution that allowed them to burn through their kreus at an incredible rate in exchange for great temporary power.
In the span of infinite time, 700 years truly wasn't a long time...
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The oldest Vitarian, barely living, on his very last limbs, was well over 160,000 years old.
He was the true Primordial, over 140,000 years older than the next Vitarian in line.
He was the first true Vitarian, living long before even Venator.
He was an existence that fought for true godhood, as he knew there was more above him.
He preached of times, ancient to all those in the world, dozens of thousands of years ago when it was just he and his family.
He spoke of feeling something watching him, gazing down on him as if he was a pitiful being.
Like he was important, but not important enough to show any attention to.
The peak of the Vitarians knew of this, and they all praised their primordial for it.
Sirft, the Man Below the Watcher.
He was surely the most powerful man in the world, but also the most weak at the same time.
He held such power beyond what a normal mortal body should have, that reality seemed to not want him present in the world.
He seemed to defy all laws! His kreus was infinitely higher than any living Sacred Beast, but it was so volatile and potent, that his body could not utilize it property.
He could move a finger and destroy mountains. With just a blink of his eyes, and pure intent, he could fell 500 meter beasts on par with natural disasters.
But, most of his time was spent within his own head, quelling the unbridled power within his existence, and pushing forward to live another day, despite all that was going against him.
Surely, there should have been a limit to his lifespan, right?
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Lokreum had watched the situation for endless years, long knowing what would happen to the first Vitarian.
He could feel the Ignotovian trait spawning within the creature, and he could only smile at the thought.
Being an Ignotovian was not about being born into a lineage. It was not always a gene sequence you were created with.
Being an Ignotovian was being branded by reality, which in turn granted you a specific gene sequence, alongside other strange characteristics.
Sirft had been pushing reality's plastic boundaries for countless years, and none could understand what would happen, besides Lokreum.
After all, he was the only one with knowledge of the Ignotovians.
Seeing what was transpiring with the Vitarian, Lokreum could already grasp the vision.
He would need all-powerful figures to govern the universes within the reality when it grew large enough.
He wanted this realm to have true order, and disorder at the same time.
Large scale beauty, and intricacy.
"An Ignotovian that ruptures law within the universe, then moves to repair it... They will become the lord of the universe in the end, and will enter the lower ranks of the pantheon... Whether it takes millions of years for Sirft to evolve into a Rule Breaker, or just a few days... In the end, if he succeeds, he will become the true ruler of this world, and eventually universe when it has fully formed." Lokreum muttered to himself, snapping his fingers, summoning multiple people.
Kieron, Alexandria, and Julius all appeared before him.
"Now, we will hold a Godly convention. I will give you all a few options, and you may pick one." Lokreum said, the three gods nodding without so much as a question.
"Would you like to induct a new all-powerful god into the pantheon? If so, in what way?"
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