The God of Jesters
Chapter 687 - 10.08.1 Start of Delusion.

Chapter 687: 10.08.1 Start of Delusion.

The Domain trembled as the withering started to spread. The vines that bound the floating islands, the roots that encase the Demonic Energy of the abyss, and even the sunlight in the false sky. All were shaken and exploded at the same time.

It was the twilight of this domain, as virtually everything in it was slowly coming to an end, it was returning to its origin, to the god particle that birthed it.

Including the corrupted forces of the Abyss that mixed in at the moment. Which did make the Angel, Light Bringer furious, although he understood that there was little to be done on his end at this point, he still struck after seeing the abyss using this moment to corrupt whatever being was born.

As for Lakram, it felt an attraction, it too was being attracted toward the point of nihility that was born in this place, much to its intentions.

But this birth was never going to be a peaceful one.

An animalistic echo that silently spread to the collapsing domain, followed by the beautiful demon turning her head toward the absolute point, showing not hunger, but pure anger and hatred.

In her eyes, there was no reason, no actual thought process, like an animal born of pure malice, it looked at the reborn totem that used a god’s corpse as his manure and the only thought it had was. "Destroy."

And when the attack of the Angel struck, so did the Demon’s striking the same point that was devouring all. But a change happened.

Their attacks touched nothing.

"You." The Angel found it odd, although it was on the limits of Legend and far from a Totem or even God, there should be some struggle, some effects to this rebirth, and there might even be chances of failure, but that was not what happened.

The bead that he can see devouring all the space around him never existed in reality, he can’t touch it, nor interact with it.

But only with a little thought and senses opened to the extreme, he found the reason. "No..." These were all the words that were in his mouth at this point, for he felt the existence of something primal, something so old that all the gods and totems had taken a vow of silence over it.

"Nightmare."

The bead that was being reborn was a nightmare. A living Nightmare that was ascending to the level of Totems.

But before he could do a thing or even ask for support to stop the birth of this disaster, the Demon, who found her attack could do little harm to this beast, turned its head to the Light Bringer, which carried the essence of the Sun that had harmed it all those years ago.

And then, before the Angel could even react, his body was cut apart, along with the burning wraiths that flew in the air.

The Demon’s whole body was built for battle, its harm capable of turning into blades, while its tentacles covered its body and weaved themselves into armor. The figure that appeared was a tall woman covered in black muscles from head to toe, with spears for legs and a tale that carried a god-killing poison.

The name that was given to her during the days of her chaos was Scorpion. The Scorpion Demon whose poison can fell even gods.

But this was not the world of the old, the restrictions were placed to prevent the disasters of the past that had annihilated countless races. Strength above Legend was not allowed, and at this moment, those restrictions were felt by the Demon, but it still didn’t affect its strength that much.

The Angel that had even pushed off the Devil on the outside never expected to face an instant death.

Well, that was only if he was capable of dying. "Arise." His body rose along with countless Knights in flaming armor. But that was not the only chance that happened.

The area where they were slowly became void of space. There was only darkness here, which the Scorpion demon melded into, but the Light Bringer burned brighter than the sun.

This place, this space, was the void between dimensions, unstable and empty of anything. It was nothing in the truest sense possible. It was also the place where the Domain of the Nature God was situated.

Even this place would come to an end soon, for without a domain, it can’t be opened for too long. But to the Light Bringer, this was an opportunity. "Undeath Life." It spoke, the wings in his body turning ever so brighter, blinding the Demon for a while, before one by one, existences on the level of Totems started to rise alongside the Angel.

Their bodies were all different, there were even some Beastmen among them and some animals. But the Greatest of them all was a Giant. "Burn this demon to ashes."

A battle began between an unkillable Demon and an undying Angel. Whose impact even shook the space in the Abyss where this space was located. Causing the fractures and destruction to spread far and wide.

None of that mattered to Jester who had lost all. The remaining thoughts in his head even during this rebirth were not strong enough to make proper thoughts, so the domain that was devoured was all instinctual. Well, that was until Lakram entered. One with stronger will, one with a far closer connection to Nature, and one holding all of what was Jester.

"MINE!" It spoke in the consciousness of Jester, exposing a level of childish greed that would suffocate the whole world.

But all the thoughtless husk that Jester had become did was. "MINE?" Repeated those words, for he was not capable of a thought anymore.

"NO... MINE!!" Lakram shouted again, aggressively trying to push the jester out of the seed that was devouring all around it. But the response once again was. "NO... MINE!" But unlike before, Jester did more than repeat the words of Lakram.

For he repeated Lakram’s will.

"MINE MINE MINE!!" Hearing these words, Lakram was angry, so like a child throwing a tantrum, they started to push hard and kept repeating words with such intensity, that Jester who had lost all sense of self suddenly found himself feeling again.

"MINEMINEMINE!!" And then, like Lakram, Jester started to push as well.

Sadly, there was not much this interaction could do. It bore fruit and all it did was make it a tad bit harder for Lakram to overtake Jester in devouring this divinity. But it is ever so closer to nature Divinity since the start on account of being a Nature Deity itself, the one who wins was obvious.

From the Seed that alone existed in the void, it took the form of a God’s egg, the very same that birthed Blue Rose in Durum all those years ago. But this one appeared as a Seed rather than an egg. With the patterns that appeared over it far deeper and more complicated.

And among those patterns, a battle can be seen. One where two children fought, one obviously bigger, stronger, and more holy than the other who appeared like a sickly rat covered in bruises and for some odd reason.

A childish smile that exceeded that of the Giant ones.

A childish smile so ugly that it scared the giant child and in fear, the giant child kept punching and killing this small rat-like boy.

"NATURE IS ME.... STEALING IS ME... WORLD WILL BE ME." Kept shouting at the giant child, destroying the small boy till there was nothing left of him.

And when the small boy had died and disappeared from the seed. It exploded again not only in this void between dimensions, but in reality as well.

As a Giant tree slowly grew out of the hole that had been sealed for ages, and with its growth, the abyss aura in the land started to falter.

And not because the tree was purifying it, but because it was absorbing it.

"A loss." The Devil that saw this felt disappointed. The one who rose was not the wraith, but a dead deity who had just fallen as well, turning toward the Abyss. "So close." There was a tinge of regret in the Devil’s eyes, but not much can be done, this is life.

And with such thoughts, and seeing the collapsing Abyss, the Devil chose to leave this place.

For it knew what was to accompany this birth of a new Demon.