Chapter 36

Looking at the giant from bellow I witnessed true might and terror. His immense size was enough to cast a shadow upon the lands, his throne was great enough that it was able to contain him, his power was showing enough, by the fact that his very throne was being carried and not placed, the hundreds of thousands of cursed ones carrying the immense weight of this block of stone. Holding it up, above their head, their expressions can convoy the weight they are carrying.

“Cursed one, the time has come, for you that is, as for I, Time is always now.”

The hell? He is speaking riddles from the beginning.

I looked far up into the skies, barely able to see the thing’s face and said

“What are you?”

A platform soon erupted, propelling me forward, rising me from where I stood. The speed it rose with was impressive, the very cosmos felt closer once it stopped, and the moment I looked around, I saw where we stood.

It was a black chasm where only one room was there, though at first I thought it was huge, compared to the ever so extending abyss it was but a speck of dust in dark filled abyss.

Looking in front of me, I saw what it was, a man with horns on the side, his face charred from fading flame, and his eyes were made of golden matter. He had no nose but rows of teeth that looked to be sharper than anything that ever existed, a gigantic consuming monster is what I saw, yet still, sanity and wisdom was all I could receive from such a thing, at first it was dread and terror, now looking at him, all I can see is sagaciousness

A booming voice was once again heard, though the Titan’s mouth did not move his voice echoed through the space, that the vision of space distorted, I know not if it is my eyesight or that this whole thing is an illusion, I dove deeper into the ground and now I find myself in space…a strange thing this world is, logic should not be applied to what I am seeing.

“What am I? thou ask. I am all, the beginning and the end and everything in between, I rule your realm as its mortal enemy and reason of existence. I am time, in its simplest form. I am power.”

“Then what would a being with all the power in the world need of me?”

“I need you not, though you need me more than you can even believe, not only you but all those within this place, though my power is sealed, I can grant them my aid not.”

He is speaking in a weird way…

“What is it then that you wish me to do? And if I do it, can I be granted exit? Not just from this dungeon, this whole place, this hell, I would like to leave, I know for a fact that there are ways to exit. And you a being that is time itself should know of such ways.”

The Titan then waited, as if contemplating my words, he then spoke afterwards explaining

“I need you not to do anything but to hear what I have to say, and afterwards you shall be set free, leaving this dungeon you will be granted way to resume your life in the world you died in. so would you listen to words of an old one?”

Like I have a choice…

“Grace me with your wisdom.” I said then sat down listening to what he has to say.

“At first, there was a being, strong beyond strength, powerful beyond power. His name or origin is unknown, though he felt bored and alone, he granted us life, by dividing himself into ideas and foundations, granting every piece of himself a portion of his original power, we were created, Time, war, hell, love, mercy, and so on. These are all parts of this old one, we took our power from him, and we claimed it to be ours. We used it, fought with it, killed with it, some even created with it. Yet, after eons of missing around, the old ones decided that it is a waste of gift, a gift we were granted to serve a better purpose. Then one of us decided, that if we are not to fight amongst ourselves then we use our proxy to show dominance and might. So each created a race of his own, a race that portrays the strengths and power of every old one.”

The titan then stopped talking as if remembering a past long since gone.

A small sphere appeared in front of me, it became a giant globe and then it zoomed in, it portrayed the creation of the first race, the elves. Two small humanoid figures appeared to have been born from a tree, they met and danced around each other, naked in their nature, without worry or fear.

They had children, children that were born from plants, they took care of them nursed them and grew with them, then a monster soon appeared from a dark shadow, a beast of a man that began hacking and killing these innocent ones, the elves fought against it, yet it killed many, though they barely managed to survive in the end their home was destroyed so they went in to seek another refuge, a refuge away from the monsters.

“These races, they blossomed, to each Idea, a specific characteristic was given to their creation, the idea of war gave his race power and might, he created the Berserkers, a race capable of upturning wars and events, the one behind love, created peaceful fairies that fill life with joy. To each idea a race of its one, until the first old one came, we thought that he had disappeared from the world due to granting us his power, yet he was still there, watching us, seeing what we are doing. He liked the idea of the creation so he made a new race, a race that he himself said is the weakest and the strongest. He made the humans”

I wonder who this oldest one might be.

“The humans, deceitful in their weakest moments, anger and rage easily fools them, yet love and compassion could make them gentler than summer breezes. Humans are a fickle race…to this time they are hard to understand, and their full potential is unlimited, they were created with many secrets, holding no limitation but two.”

“What do you mean by limitation?” I said

“To guarantee that every race is not dominant over another, a set of limitation was placed upon most of them. The elves for example, have enormous lifespans instinctively adept at magic, yet in their whole life they can only have few children. The beastkin were graced with power and might, speed and agility, yet their ability to love is limited. The berserkers are only thinking of pillaging and killing, their only worry is power and they cannot seek knowledge. As for the fairies, they are creatures of love and joy, sadness kills them and death deprives them, they grow weaker and feebler the darker their days are…to each a limitation.”

“So what about the humans?”

“Your limitations are quite simple, the first is your age. A normal human cannot live past his eighty, in the rarest of cases, should they surpass that. Then they must have done great deeds and sacrifices to obtain such power over time. Yet still, that is but a temporary solution, to an undoubted death that will await any of them should they try to escape it. Death is a passage that all shall pass through. Not even us can escape it. The other limitation is the seal placed upon your race.”

“A seal?”

“Yes, it was foretold that a human shall transcend, obtaining might enough to disrupt the old reign, so that the Great War will once again ignite, and the whole world shall burn in its wake. So the old ones, afraid of what it is to happen, and it will happen, decided to seal the human’s potential at growth, the humans are ones created to seek knowledge and wisdom, they, though their lives are short, they strive to ascend, strive to learn more and pass on their wisdom, they want more and more, power to rule and power to know, the humans are the only race that wants the pen and the sword…so their potential was sealed, to every creature once they reach the one thousandth level, they ascend. Their characteristics improve, they become stronger, faster, incomparable to their former self, capable of turning tides of battle at their whims, yet to do so, they need sacrifices. Humans however, are sealed to never pass the 999th level. The old ones created a strong seal to halt their advance, hoping that none shall be the one to bring them down, until it was revealed that the one to do so, was a human, and shall not be one once he will do the deed.”

“What does that mean?”

“You, cursed one, was once a human, the seal was placed upon your race to never find ascendance, have you not met once with such a limit?”

I think I did…the sacrilegious king was level 999, also the guy that was wielding the chainsaw and the pistol…the hunter, was limited too…

“Yes I have met them”

“Then that is your answer, they could have ascended long ago, yet they could not, they have no power over such matter, they are weak humans limited to their flesh and bone, yet you, cursed one, you rejected your humanity the moment you ate the first soul…you are no longer a human, or one of the known races…”

…

“Is this all that is needed of me to listen to?” I said

“No, still there remains one last thing that you should know”

“What is?” I asked

“The object you carry on you, the object that the human king Solomon created. It is needed for what it is that I am about to ask of you. Gather the seals, and break the celestial lock. This hell is our prison, and the mechanism to open it is in the deepest part of the celestial realm. The seven skies of heaven hold the first stone, the seal of heaven. The second stone, seal of binding is in the mountain of glory, the last part is the cuff of divination. This one is back in your old world, exactly under where you came from, the world called earth, Japan, Tokyo, Orisaka high.”

“WHAT?!!!!”

“Yes, it is the reason for which you were brought here, the cuff of divination was discovered and they knew that you were going to discover it. They killed you all so that you do not touch it. If you did it would have transported you here, and your journey would have started. So they decided to kill you and be rid of your existence once and for all, or at least for the time being, but the oldest one came in, and caught your fading souls, he barged into a summoning spell, and replaced the original summons with you. The oldest one is not tolerant of deception, they cheated his creation by making the seal so he wants to win back by defeating them at their own game.”

So the oldest one is that voice…

“Too much information, could you please get to the point, the history of this world is making my mind go into a paradoxical stroke.”

“Your journey is set to you, find the three other pieces of the Divine seal and unlock it, release those from hell and they shall aid you in upturning the upper realm, bring the divine to their knees and the world is yours, take it or break it, all is up to you”

Quest update

Quest difficulty

(Celestial)

Universal conquest!

Unlock the divine seal upon the sealed ones in the lower realms, to help you in your conquest against the upper realm.

Find the remaining seals

Seal of hell (Obtained)

Seal of heaven (Location End of the heavenly dungeon)

Seal of binding (Location Mountain of glory)

Cuff of divination (Location Earth)

“Can I ask you a question then?”

The Titan did not say anything but I think he agreed.

“Why are you imprisoned here? Are you not time? Can you not find a way to escape this place? You strike me as one that knows much, but why are you still here, can you not escape?”

“The seal upon me is limiting me from leaving, not only that it is also limiting me from destroying myself.”

“Destroying yourself? Why so?”

“My destruction would ruin time itself, yet due to me being an idea, my existence will be reconstructed. I will be reformed so that time could flow once again, yet once I am destroyed everything shall be reset to its original state, the worlds shall start all over again, and the ‘ideas’ will fight once again, yet this time, they will know what they did wrong and will make sure to not repeat the same mistake, thus the ones from up above sealed my ability to self-destroy and left me to rot…”

So if he destroys himself the demons and devils will know how to handle the situation better and not to all in the same mistake, yet isn’t this impossible?

“This is contradictive is it not?”

“What is?” said the Titan

“If, your destruction could reset the time, then what about the fixed points in it? Would they change?”

“No” said the titan

“Then isn’t imprisoning you here stupid? If the fixed points in time are unchangeable then even if you destroy yourself everything should repeat itself in mostly the same way, the war will happen will it not?”

“Yes it will” said the titan

“Yet only the war is the fixed point, not the victor…”

Ah…now I understand…

“It is great and all, honestly it’s been quite informative, but there is one small problem. I really don’t think that I am able to clear the heavenly dungeon, wouldn’t the ones from above smite me down?”

“None can, for those that are outside a dungeon, non can harm you if they belong to the divine, it has been decreed that they cannot interfere with you, so your passage to the dungeon is safe, the problem is when you are inside, if you meet the divine, they will smite you down, they far surpass the beings from this inferno, they, unlike the ones here are unsealed, and retain most of their power…”

So, for all this time the ones I was fighting were not using their true power…how strong are they really are?

“Then what am I to do, I won’t be throwing my life away for nothing, if there is no chance to win the fight then I am better off without partaking in it, I gain nothing from doing this to you. The world conquest interest me not.”

“True, though I can force your arm by threatening not to set you free from this hell until you vow to continue the quest, I shall not do so, as I have given my word to release you once I have spoken. I guarantee not that you shall win against the ones of the upper realm but I shall give you an edge. Something that will help you a lot in your journey.”

The titan then raised his right arm, it was shackled and filled with timeless scares, and they opened revealing infernal might within his body.

He used two of his fingers to pluck out his right eye, golden liquid poured from the hole left after he tore his eye out, and soon afterwards it evaporated leaving a Titan with one eye.

He presented me with the giant eye, it looked like an enormous golden globe, a small sun to say as it was hot as hell.

“Take this, I hope it is enough.”

Within the eye I saw an item, so I reached for it. Piercing the golden eye with my right hand I received a notification

Eye of Kronos

Lord of time has granted you his right eye.

You are unable to fully understand the power behind the eye, only one secret shall be given to you.

Secret of

Decay

Time, the timeless enemy of all things, no matter how sturdy or strong, time shall break all.

Decay

(Passive)

with a touch you can accelerate the time around the touched object.

No cost

(100Year/second)

The eye then disappeared

A small dagger then dropped on the floor. It looked quite plain and probably worthless, probably an item that was lost there, eons ago.

Before I could touch it I read the information first, and then was shocked to understand that the ability was passively working!

For fuck sake if I ever touch anything it will rot! I don’t what that!

“Why is it on passive? I will ruin anything I touch this way!”

“Its secrets should be discovered by you, for now use that item to counter its effect, later on you will not be needing it.”

I looked at the dagger once more and picked it up. Yet before I could inspect it, the dagger changed form, it became a small black ball that I had in my right hand.

It the instantly grew hundreds of tiny spikes which penetrated my skin.

I screamed from pain, as I was still suffering from the after effects of the muscle pain, and the needles grew, I tried to throw it, but the ball melted within my right arm, it then began to slowly destroy my bones, eating away at the flesh of my hand, slowly needling its way into my body, I screamed and roared unable to hide from the pain… I fell unconscious…darkness welcomed me, it’s been long since I last slept, perhaps this can be considered sleep…