Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

“Is this the embryo of the God of Sleep?”

It was somewhat surprising; Laine had not expected it to look like this.

“Of course, so please remember not to pretend to understand when you do not, Prince Laine.” With a light snort, Nyx explained, “You didn’t think the ‘conception’ of a Primordial God and that of an ordinary deity would be the same, did you?”

“‘Conception’ is just a way to make it easier to understand. In reality, it’s just like our own births. The power related to Chaos gathers, transforming into something tangible, and then we came into being.”

As she spoke, Nyx pointed at the white blossom. It somewhat resembled the white Somnus Blossom from a previous life, but judging by its size, it was as large as several people huddled together.

“When it fully blooms, a True God will be born from it. And the nourishment it absorbs as it grows is the power of my very being.”

Nodding his head, Laine seemed to somewhat understand.

No wonder the birth of offspring among the Titan deities did not lead to a decline in strength, whereas Gaia had fallen from the most robust of Ancient Gods to the very last.

This was not only due to the division of Godhood but also because deities born without mating directly absorb the power of the mother. Therefore, they are born powerful, unlike those who come later and have a process of growth and development.

The twelve Titans were caught in the transition between the two, so they were born with power, but not as mighty as their uncles.

“I see,” Laine began to understand. “So the world once poured Origin Power into the Earth, using the most suitable environment to foster it. When the time was ripe, they would transform into gods, and that’s how Uranus and his two brothers came to be.”

When the five Primordial Gods were gestating, there was no matter in the world, so everything was witnessed by Laine. But exactly how Gaia gave birth to the three deities, he was not entirely clear.

“Of course, the respected ‘The Foreseer’ wouldn’t really think that the Earth ‘gave birth’ to The Sky and the oceans, right?”

With a light laugh, Nyx seemed to be in a slightly better mood.

Shaking his head, Laine felt that he had become used to Nyx’s way of speaking. Compared to that, he was more interested in this special method of divine gestation.

Previously, because there were no creatures of adequate essence to bear the Godhood, he had been hesitant to continue bestowing it. But now, he might try this method of Origin gestation.

“You won’t be able to do it, or rather, it will be very difficult.” As if seeing Laine’s thoughts, Nyx reminded him, “In fact, this act causes significant harm to both the nurturing environment and the world itself. Why else would Uranus be crowned as the Divine King for inventing a new method of divine birth, if the drawbacks didn’t outweigh the benefits?”

“Given another thirty thousand, or perhaps fifty thousand years, he might have really taken that step to become the first Great Divine Power achieved post-creation, and with that, confront the power of fate.”

Power is power, and rank is rank. Whether it’s the personified Twin Gods of the Dark Night at their zenith or Uranus, their power may exceed that of a newly elevated Great Divine Power, but a gap in status means they can’t do many things, and confronting fate is one of them.

Although to confront and to defeat should not be confused, it is ultimately a breakthrough from zero to one. Just as there are mortals who can defeat gods in later times, but gods are immortal; they can defeat the deities a thousand times, but if they lose once, everything is over.

“I understand, but I’m still going to try it,” Laine said with a smile, nodding his head. “Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. As for the judgment of Chaos, I really don’t trust it that much.”

With a scoff, Nyx did not continue to dissuade him. She just mentioned it in passing; if Laine had to hit the southern wall before he turned back, then let him try.

Now, she was more eager to resolve the issue of this embryonic deity.

“If you want to try, go ahead, but we have arrived at our destination.”

“Use your method to let this embryo continue to be nurtured into existence. Although I have separated from my original form, the feeling of constantly being drained of power is still very uncomfortable.”

“Alright, remember to release the barrier of the Land of Eternal Night to the outside world. The power of the Spirit Realm is indispensable for assimilating it.”

Laine nodded and stepped forward.

The divine form before him felt peculiar, or perhaps, divinity itself was simply that—peculiar. It couldn’t be wholly described with either spirit or matter. To be precise, it possessed the qualities of both, yet it seemed as if it had neither.

If he had to describe it, Laine thought that the divine flesh leaned more towards a quantum state.

If you observed it in the way you would a material object, it would exhibit the properties of all matter. If you observed it in the way you would a spirit, it would then exhibit the properties of all spirits. And the subjective will of the deity was the only ‘observer’ who could make this ‘wave function’ collapse in the direction they desired.

At the moment, the ‘Somnus Blossom’ before Laine existed in a material state. The first step to assimilating it was to allow it to convert itself into a spirit state.

Laine reached out to touch the petals of the embryo before him. But quickly, he ceased this action, as he faintly sensed the traces of the will of the world.

“It was born under the will of the world and naturally is protected by Chaos. You can only touch it when it voluntarily relaxes its restrictions.”

By his side, Nyx spoke up, watching Laine’s act and offering a reminder.

“Voluntarily, huh? That’s easy to manage.”

Laine nodded slightly, his will merging with the Spirit Realm that already enveloped the Underworld. Nyx timely released the restrictions of the Land of Eternal Night, and the power of spirituality followed the path Laine had come by, reaching directly to the proximity of the embryo.

In the next moment, the sleep and dream Source Power, already devoured to the last drop, appeared in Laine’s hands. Sensing the affinity with its own origin, the white flower immediately began to sway, and the power that shrouded it also vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, Laine didn’t rush to send over the Source Power that had been transformed by the Spirit Realm. Instead, he operated his Divine Power, quietly pulling the embryo of the God of Sleep into a dream state.

In the dream, the embryo’s faint consciousness seemed to sense that the surrounding environment had changed, out of sync with its current state. Thus, driven by instinct, the characteristics of its divine form began to change, shifting from a material state to a spirit state.

On the outside, Laine watched the ‘Somnus Blossom’ begin to change in sync, and he no longer hesitated, infusing the Source Power that appeared in his hands into it.

Sensing a breath of the same origin connecting with itself, the ‘Somnus Blossom’, even while in a dream, voraciously sucked it up, making it a part of its own Godhood. However, as the Source Power blended in, the flower converted into a spirit state failed to notice that it was also being assimilated by the Spirit Realm.

For Laine, the Source Power he offered was akin to bestowing a divine aspect, which did not affect his control over the related fields, and it was rather like installing an external plugin.

For the embryo in question, assimilation was not a concern. After all, it was merely a transfer from an entity known as ‘Chaos’ to one known as ‘the Spirit Realm,’ and as it had no self-awareness, it felt no difference.

Only the present power that had originally swirled around the embryo once again stirred tumultuously, but neither its protected charge nor Laine paid it any mind.