Void Evolution System

Chapter 1889  Clash of the Titans [18]

Their battle could no longer be tracked, but the scene was monstrous. Damien only witnessed the true form of the incarnation of envy before he was dragged into this space. If he hadn't seen it, then his perception of the monstrous being would have been even more terrifying than its appearance.

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Arms that numbered in the millions came after him from every direction. The ceiling of the darkness was decorated by those millions of eyes that saw into the past, present, and future and witnessed everything in every dimension of every reality. Those eyes made it impossible for Damien to hide, retreat, or dodge.

Anywhere he went, there was another arm waiting.

And it wasn't as if he could just take the hits.

The Dark God was, of course, still using Existence and Nonexistence, but the power of the incarnation of envy twisted those concepts. It was almost like a secondary Void was being created by the incarnation's actions, and Damien was to be its central point and anchor.

The terrifying concepts were enough to obliterate him a hundred times over. Damien fought back using his own concepts and only managed to avoid being completely overpowered because they started to mingle only moments prior.

If he never made the realization that he was making a mistake in his control method for the two concepts, he would already be dead.

"Khh…!"

As if this space was absolute, he could not find any method to escape. There were no weak points to target, and the space itself was incredibly resistant to his concepts. If he had some free time, he could maybe find the necessary method, but where could he find it?

He made a sound of struggle. The Dark God's body had become this very space, so he was able to accurately perceive every inch of it without exerting too much effort. Damien couldn't do the same. No matter how he split his mind or altered his perception, reaching the same level of awareness was simply impossible if he were to remain in this space.

The problem originated from there.

'I can't find a way out.'

As if this space was absolute, he could not find any method to escape. There were no weak points to target, and the space itself was incredibly resistant to his concepts. If he had some free time, he could maybe find the necessary method, but where could he find it?

The Dark God would not allow such a thing.

'I have no choice but to admit his power.'

His methods were wrong and stupid, but the end result was a level of power that simply couldn't be matched. Damien could try to acclimate to these conditions as much as he wanted to, but with the Dark God in his current state, there was really only one way to win.

'I have to reach the Void.'

His concepts that were only beginning to mingle had to fully fuse. Otherwise, the Dark God's win could be declared here and now.

Damien's eyes narrowed.

Chaos was indeed a concept to be respected. The Spiritual God that represented it in the Land of Nothingness did it no justice.

It was only through Chaos' influence that the Dark God was able to manifest the incarnation of envy. If not for chaos, such a path simply would not have been available to anyone.

That man's path was carved with the souls and sacrifices of others. It was an incredibly selfish path that did not consider anyone or anything, including the person who walked it.

Still, the fact that it existed in the first place…

As an Absolute, one couldn't merely stand for order. Order was one side of the coin and would always be that way. The concept provided security to many, but it also made the lives of the minority hell.

Still, only kings and emperors considered the majority and minority. To an absolute existence, they all appeared the same.

All beings and all things were equal, therefore, what did it matter that Order benefited the majority? Chaos' necessity was proven by the minority. Chaos had to exist so that the fairness and balance of all things could be maintained.

So, though its influence was less prominent than order, chaos was just as significant.

The Land of Nothingness was precisely the reason why people like the Dark God could never become Supremes, but chaos gave him a way to avoid it entirely and reach that stage regardless.

Now, he, as a manifestation of envy and a greater being than chaos, was administering its will unto the world in ways it never could have imagined.

Guided by this train of thought, a portion of Damien's mind went into a state of contemplation as it extrapolated more and more information out of the confusing and muddled painting of the Void. His concepts were actively being placed closer and closer together at a rate that could barely be perceived, but that was not important at the moment.

Rather, outside of his mind, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Damien needed to put his entire mind into the fight if he wanted to survive. That was how he had been surviving before, but it clearly wasn't possible anymore.

He took a risk in order to win, and the consequences of that choice appeared instantaneously.

The Dark God couldn't ignore his slowed reactions. He refused to ignore such a good thing. Countless hands charged Damien's body and wrapped around him. He was only able to half-mindedly survive for thirty seconds before he was caught.

The hands caressed him disgustingly, feeling every part of his body. The information received from that sensation was transmitted to the Dark God, and suddenly, Damien was indeed prey.

Malice entered his mind and body. Damien noticed it, but the best he could do was protect the portion of his mind that was busy comprehending. The rest was sacrificed along with his body, and that malice immediately misused its freedom.

Damien's memories and ego were targeted. They did not immediately fall, but with everything around them changing, they were bound to eventually do the same.

His figure itself shifted. His genetic sequence mutated until it belonged to someone who was not Damien Void.

His hair turned blonde, his eyes turned blue, his skin became paler and his height decreased rapidly. His body lost all of its muscle mass and though he did still look like a man, he was weak and fragile. A new set of memories entered his mind. They were not real, but instead an assumed history of the Worldwalker created by the incarnation of envy. The life seen by the Dark God through his own eyes and the memories of the universe were used as a basis. The perspective was shifted to a first-person view, and events were created to link the more important events together. The Dark God's intent didn't need to be explicitly mentioned. He would ensure that Damien became the Worldwalker so the Worldwalker would die the death that he wanted to see.

He would change reality itself to achieve his goals. And erasing Damien had become the first step in that plan.

His body and half of his mind were rapidly changed, but the transformation couldn't be completed.

Nevertheless, Damien's "essence" still remained. It burned brightly and turned the traces of the Worldwalker into ash.

However, in the process. Damien's body and soul were burned as well.

In the darkness was only a bright golden light, a strand of energy one could say.

That was the only remaining trace of "Damien Void" in existence.

No, that energy was "Damien Void" himself.