Deep Blue Waltz

The nascent Chaos had just been carved out, and the barren void welcomed the souls from the Otherworld.
As the first soul in the Chaos World, Laine automatically became the God of Spirituality.
However, divine power stems from Divine Power, and the existence of spirituality was insignificant; thus, the newly born Laine was extremely weak.
With no other choice, to avoid being overturned by the torrents of fate, Laine had to rely on himself.
He carved out realms, and birthed lives belonging solely to spirituality.
He created sequences, scattering the steps to deification.
He wove the Magic Net, enveloping the sky, the oceans, and the land.
When the bell of dusk sounded, I raised my divine seat and proclaimed to all beings from the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm:
There are two facets to the world, the material and the spiritual.
The material belongs to the gods, and the spiritual belongs to me, such is the ultimate truth of all things.

Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

In the lightless darkness, a voice echoed.


No one knew who was speaking, nor how long they had been observing this place.


Yet the bound creator, Prometheus, was not surprised by the sudden voice; he merely smiled and calmly responded to the unexpected visitor.


After all, he had never lacked for company here.


"I can't say I regret it, just that I feel I could have done things more perfectly at one time."


"As for why it's humans... it's only that everyone has their own preferences. Some like power and strength, but I happen to find joy in the development of humans."


"There's no difference in stature; Zephyrus would grovel for what he desires, and I can endure pain for what I wish for, nothing more."


"But what about you... For what purpose have you come?"


Somewhat surprised, but not entirely so.


A small black snake, slithering through the void, landed on the iron spike that pierced through Prometheus's chest.


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