Chapter: 211
She pretended not to notice when the God of Dark Fantasy was snooping around her world, casually ignoring his invasion.
Secretly, she dropped a bait to lure the God of Dark Fantasy towards Lian.
The God of Dark Fantasy immediately recognized that Lian was no ordinary soul, as if he had sat in the divine seat just for show.
Thanks to the Gag God filling Lian with his blood, he couldn’t perfectly discern what kind of soul it was, but he was in no position to be picky about hot versus cold rice.
Following the predetermined course, the God of Dark Fantasy whisked Lian away to his world. Just as he was about to return to his world after Lian, the Gag God grabbed him mid-escape, stealing his might away.
Such an event could only happen when the two gods had an insurmountable difference in power.
The God of Dark Fantasy instinctively bowed his head to survive, while the Gag God borrowed some of his powers.
Thus, Lian awoke in the center of an event where the hero’s bloodline converged, wrapped in the powers of the Gag God that she had personally crafted.
“I thought keeping him next to the hero would make it easy to feast.”
She clicked her tongue in disappointment.
For her, the Dark Fantasy World was like a buffet—a buffet for Lian, who needed to raise his rank to become a god.
The body she painstakingly shaped, along with powers of immense rank, was like a set of ultimate weaponry from a game.
In contrast, the ‘Dark Fantasy World,’ where Lian was temporarily staying, was no more than a mediocre hunting ground, no matter how much he hit it.
Even if the pathetic outsiders gathered to swallow the world were crawling towards Lian’s body like bugs, they wouldn’t be able to inflict a proper wound.
Even if a banquet were prepared, it would be overwhelming for a baby who had never held a spoon. So, she placed the power of ‘gluttony’ close to his soul to teach Lian “how to eat.”
One by one, the outsiders that had burrowed deeply to consume Lian were devoured by the power.
With the power of ‘adaptation,’ Lian instinctively awakened the power of gluttony and managed to take his first ‘meal’ while rescuing Iris, who was being swallowed by the outsiders.
When she realized through the remaining powers in Lian’s body that he had taken his first ‘meal,’ she was ecstatic.
“That’s definitely how it went—…”
At the moment when she imagined Lian slicing up the outsiders (Demon Gods) that seemed difficult to digest into manageable bites, her excitement soared for the ‘kin’ that would soon be born.
As she envisioned the human, who was more than human yet less than a god, perfectly taking the divine seat, the moment she looked back, everything had already fallen apart.
While she had been distracted by crossing dimensions, the God of Dark Fantasy, like a rat, returned to his world and revived the dying Demon God.
Staying by her side, the God of Dark Fantasy informed the Demon God that she considered her world merely a feeding trough, and once he devoured Lian, whom she cherished, to reach a higher status, he coaxed the Demon God.
The two outsiders teamed up to stab deep into Lian’s mind in one swift motion, forcing him to recall the ‘past life’ he had long forgotten.
The power of ‘adaptation,’ which had been said to possess infinite potential, swallowed the surrounding area to protect its master, distorting the world.
This is how the Black and White Distorted World that the three had seen came into existence.
So, was all this chaos caused by her mistake? The answer was ambiguous.
While her complacent handling was indeed incorrect, the true problem lay elsewhere.
“I never expected that wrapping up my power would end up hindering me.”
Lian’s power was ‘adaptation.’
It was a power that allowed one to blend into any situation like a chameleon merging with its surroundings. The catch was that when this power activated, it became something that feels should inherently exist in the world.
Like a classroom where a child happily plays with friends, with a picture-perfect blue sky behind the playground.
The power of ‘adaptation’ turned Lian into such a ‘background.’
Just as the sky doesn’t question why it can’t become friends with people, Lian didn’t recognize any oddness in not being able to form any relationships with others, or even forming alien ones.
He resembled a splendid ‘god.’
He couldn’t understand humanity, and with humanity unable to understand him in turn, he seemed far too ‘divine.’
Ironically, it was her ‘gag power’ that shattered that sense of alienation. The ‘gag power,’ which positioned itself in opposition to Dark Fantasy, for some reason prevented Lian from blending into the world.
He could no longer be a mere backdrop.
Forcefully pulled onto the stage, he became aware of the differences between himself and others. Before long, Lian grew to ‘love’ those differences.
Just like an ordinary human.
With the awareness of the differences and love for others, the partial removal of the gag powers led Lian into confusion.
It would have been alright if the ‘adaptation’ power had functioned properly, but with half of the gag power remaining, he couldn’t wield his strength effectively.
As the two powers slipped away from Lian, what remained was just one human who desired to walk alongside lovely beings with different thoughts.
Instinctively, Lian sensed that once he returned to the body crafted by the gods and perfected the gag power, the human emotions he was feeling would scatter helplessly.
He wanted to be with those he loved, rejecting the peace that awaited him. But that choice was purely instinctual.
Lian remained oblivious to the complicated and chaotic background behind it all, still lost in confusion.
The chaos quickly broke down his mental defenses, leaving him in the most fragile mental state he had experienced in all his lives, including his past life.
At that moment, the assault from the two gods hit him like a blender mixed with whipped cream.
Smash.
The sound that others couldn’t hear rang clearly to her ears.
Crash.
As her gaze left the three, it turned to the empty void. Instinctively, the three turned their heads. For some reason, the pressure tightening their throats was slightly relieved.
“…!”
“Brother!”
“Li…an…!”
Thanks to that, the three spotted Lian, who seemed like he would shatter into countless pieces at any moment.
As the clacking noise echoed again, she found herself standing next to Lian. Reaching out, she embraced the Lian who was hanging limply in the air, his white hair weighing down on her.
“You should take care of your own body…”
Unlike the three, who were under the protective strength strong enough to shield them from divine calamity, Lian gave off no sense of strength at all.
Even with his state being so poor that merely poking him could break his soul, his desperate attempt to protect his ‘loved ones’ was both amusing and endearing.
She sat down on the floor while holding Lian. Then she placed his head on her lap and gently brushed the heavily cracked cheeks.
Each time her hand passed, the broken body, which resembled a statue fallen from a great height, began to transform back into its original state.
She lovingly caressed Lian’s hair, just like a compassionate mother would stroke a child she had painfully borne.
“What a helpless situation.”
Just moments ago, she was filled with thoughts of wanting to obliterate the three who had dragged Lian, who had been a god candidate, down to humanity.
But seeing Lian risking obliteration just to protect them extinguished her impulse to take away their lives.
“To them, Lian’s suffering is the scariest thing.”
That didn’t mean her anger was completely gone, so she decided to impose an appropriate ‘punishment’ on the three.
The punishment of a god is both mercy and calamity, as well as salvation, unlike the human punishment. Depending on how the three acted, it could either become divine mercy or calamity.
The three approached Lian, dragging their feet that had grown lighter, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.
“Gasp, hack… L..ian..!”
“Please… sniff…”
“Grrr…!”
As the breath released as if they were about to suffocate spread meaninglessly into the white space.
Snap.
She lightly flicked her fingers. At the same time, the three were banished from the white space.
*
“Ugh… where is this..?”
Noah groaned, clutching her stomach as if she were about to throw up.
“Huh…?”
For some reason, her line of sight had dropped dramatically. Looking down, she saw a large, dirty gray shirt that covered her flat torso and knee level. The state was so shabby that she couldn’t guess its original color.
“What the…?”
She reached out her hands and looked down at the grubby, dirty hands of a child.
For some reason, she had become a child.
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