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

"Activate your barren brain, not your useless muscles. Perhaps, a flash of inspiration might lead me to release you."


Underneath the sky of the Central Court, the tone infused with mockery, malice almost overflowing from the eyes.


The 'Sun' above illuminates the canopy of Nodahill, where a disheveled figure is impaled by the branches of the Divine Wood through the spine.


Blue hair cascaded down, covering the ferocious face of Poseidon.


Yet upon hearing this voice, the only response from the Sea Emperor is to swear vehemently.


"Son of the World will not submit to you twisted lackeys, I, Lord of the Sea, will never bow to you crazed creatures!"


Full of vigor, it appears Poseidon looks wretched, but he hasn't suffered much torment since being abducted to Hell.


At least compared to the God of the Stars, Astraeus, his treatment is relatively good right now.


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