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

Nameless Forest stretched under the sky as the God of West Wind, having lost track of his target, fruitlessly searched for the "lost child."  


However, Zephyrus wasn't all that anxious about the matter.  


After all, it was just a brief rest, not a significant delay, and the person shouldn't have gotten far.  


After all, where could a lone person possibly run?  


He thought this and acted accordingly.    


Unbeknownst to the God of West Wind, as he searched, Heracles cleaved a path through the obstructive shrubs of the nameless forest beneath him.  


Blade met shrub as he advanced, wearing down the edge of his weapon.  


The original jungle was lush, impeding passage unless cleared.  


Fortunately, Heracles, possessing tremendous strength, cared little for such expenditure of effort—it simply took a bit more time.  


"The Nomas Lion, who knows where it hides?"  


Chapter 288 Theater