《Reincarnated as a World》Ch.242 Mistakes of the Past
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Eridel went through a few things with her, leaving important but subtle instructions that would ensure the overall progression of the world, before shooting off to prepare for the birth of his third Soulmate. Of course, not without checking who Luna’s own Soulmate was. There was no way he wouldn’t check something like that, even if the matter of his own Soulmate hadn’t arisen, and he’d be a buffoon of abnormal proportions if he didn’t. Which, all lifeforms with intelligence would SURELY agree, was the furthest from what he was.
In any case, the result was… cliche.
It was something that anyone who had read or watched a few fantasy stories could predict. Any one with the most basic understanding of Yin and Yang would be clapping with glee and a certain country back in his birth World would be crying tears of joy as they prostrated themselves with reverence.
How amusing.
Although Eridel had been hoping for a more unique result, this was fine too, so he threw the matter at the back of his mind (of course, along with a few potential plans concerning the matter) and focused on his own Soulmates.
His first one was the Pink Caseous Planet he had found a while back who would be entering his domain in a few years. He thought of that planet all the time and had made ample preparations for her arrival.
His second Soulmate was the ex-Abomination of the North who was now living a new life as a human under the care of Gabriel and Seraqiel, and would be the heir of one of this World’s greatest forms of ‘Magic’ and Martial Arts. Of course, she was still very much an apocalyptic Slime and very much NOT a human… but nobody needed to know that right now, not even her.
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As for his third Soulmate? Apparently, he was about to find out.
There were numerous possibilities about her identity but there would always be a single constant, regardless of what she turned out to be. And that was that he would NOT allow anything to go wrong.
In the past, he had let matters spiral out of his control out of carelessness. There was Asura who ended up obtaining 4 Demon King Armaments, there was pitiful Slime that fused with 2 Domicus treasures and became a world-threat Abomination, and there was even an entity that had inherited many of his own abilities as a Planet and became the first Anomaly.
All of this had been because of carelessness, but it was more than that.
For one, there was the foundation that allowed all others to exist: His previous fragile mindset caused by the 2000 aching years of loneliness. It had caused him to overly dote on some of his inhabitants and ignore certain flaws (something that allowed the existence of things he should have eliminated as soon as he saw them like Ghost, Gloria and Ciera) and had even caused him to adopt one of them just because she had called him ‘daddy’, namely Ciera, the First Anomaly.
Now he would admit that he didn’t regret the choice that he made, but instead the stupidity that had caused the choice in the first place. Thankfully, with the events that established his Will Fire in his Tribulation, that deplorable mindset had vanished. But there were still other issues that had thoroughly made use of that previous mess.
For example, the Will/Ego of his Planetary body that had that exploited his fragile mind, caused him to make FOOLISH and SUICIDAL decisions that no healthy person would ever commit. This problem had been alleviated some because of the creation of his Will Fire, but it had already caused a lot of damage. It had caused him to do ret*rded things like overloading his Planetary Core for the sake of creating Magical Energy, creating a World Tree to use as a ‘gift’ that he gave to the Elves, and later on even creating 2 self-growing and nigh-independent Realms (Heaven and Hell), something he would dearly pay for if his plans regarding his Avatars were to fail.
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Another thing that had exploited his previous mindset was the ‘Let the World progress on its own, it will be more fun to not interfere’ attitude. This had been the giant nail in the coffin. Allowing him to shrug his shoulders and laugh at the creation of existences like Asura, the Abomination of the North, the High Human Queen, and even the Devil Race. Ignoring them in hopes that he would see a way that the other inhabitants of the World would grow to deal with them.
Unfortunately, whilst the idea wasn’t a bad one, with all the things he had been dumping into the World in such a short time frame, the so-called balance between Order and Chaos had been greatly tilted in one side's favour, and it was not Order. The 7 Deadly Sins, the Sea Creatures, the South Continent, the North Continent, the rising Ghost problem and so much more.
There was even another growing problem that was even bigger than the Devil race, a new group of… creatures that could barely be categorised as a single race, the group that had arisen as a result of his previous Hybrid experiments using Monsters, the Chimeras. And guess what he had thought about it when he noticed it.
‘Whoop, guess the South Continent and the surrounding area will be in trouble for a while!’ Knowing fully well that it would cause damage to many more areas if there was nobody to stop it given enough time…
…Eridel didn’t even have the energy to insult himself, he quite frankly didn’t even want to think about the matter anymore.
All of this was behind him now. Slowly but surely, he would restore the balance in his World and allow the forces of ‘Order’ to reach a point where it could contend with ‘Chaos’. The 7 Empyrean Virtues would be arriving soon, and more to come. Eventually, the purely ‘good’ forces of the World would be more than just the Twin Stars of Hope in the North and perhaps the various races on the Central Continent that had a greater moral system than the rest.
With all that being said, whilst he had ALLOWED mistakes to occur in the past, they would not repeat themselves with his Soulmates. How he would treat them when it came to that was up in the air, but regarding their livelihood, there was no room for error.
If he had to, he would utilise the gigantic computing power of his mind to solely that purpose, something that not even his most prized creation; The Eridius System, had received.
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