Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3879 Return!

An indescribable loneliness and emptiness; darkness is the deep background, devoid of light, sound, and matter.

Venus has always been tall and outstanding. Her normal, physical height is similar to that of the invisible Sirocco and the Flower Queen Bosem, and she is more than a head taller than many men. She is very eye-catching and attracts attention wherever she is.

Now she was curled up, radiating a soft glow, lacking divine majesty, and more like a child in the womb.

Venus was still conscious. She could clearly feel a very ancient memory in her mind slowly loosening and moving back to the forefront of her consciousness, coming into view. Forgotten things were being revived.

That wasn't a sealed memory, but rather a memory that, because of the passage of time, slowly faded into the depths of the soul and was gradually forgotten.

She doesn't truly forget; she can easily recall things whenever she wants. However, she also doesn't remember everything all the time, nor does she treat everything as if it happened just a second ago.

“This place is probably the third moment after creation, when the gods established the basic order and created all things.” Venus recalled this part of the memory from the depths of her soul.

In the first instant, the great will of Caloso pushed open the river of time, shouted his name on the surface of the void, tore through the chaos, and created the first opposing attribute.

In the second instant, the mighty gods, radiating infinite light in the primordial time, were born from nothingness, emitting dazzling brilliance. They then subdivided the structure of the universe, each fulfilling its function, and together they formed the complete universe.

Among them, the existence of some deities was once considered a stain on "gods" and should not have been born, such as Prana, the goddess of original sin, who was born at the same time as wisdom and life.

Suddenly, the black curtain and chaos before Venus were torn apart and receded to both sides, revealing a mysterious, ancient, and majestic scene, as if the moon had been seen through the clouds.

All the gods were surrounded by a mysterious glow, gathered at the edge of the world, with stars scattered across the sky as glimmers of light. Each figure was incredibly tall, holy, and majestic.

Venus glanced at them and immediately recognized the identities of all the primordial gods. Among them was a figure with a purplish-red glow, one of them. Her noble and elegant dress was embroidered with golden patterns and decorations. Gold, which in many worlds is endowed with beauty, preciousness, status, and even power, was merely an embellishment on her.

It seems that choosing gold as an accessory is an honor for gold itself.

That was herself, her primordial self. Venus was slightly dazed; she was almost forgetting what form her past self had taken.

Venus murmured, “Should I return to this time of my life? I remember the gods at the ends of the world discussing the construction of a complete universe. There were roughly two reasons: one was to prevent the gods’ great power from being wasted, and the other was that the gods wanted to create life so that life could distinguish between the opposing concepts of gods and mortals, and also so that mortals could praise their great glory.”

The primordial gods were born with immense power. They were eternal, immortal, and could pluck stars from the sky and traverse the universe... However, what use or meaning did all that immense power have in the vast, desolate void of the beginning, without any point of reference?

Therefore, the gods believed that their powerful glory should not be wasted, and proposed to give up a portion of their power to create a race similar to themselves, intelligent but not eternal and immortal.

Turning our attention back to Ancient Terra, the Prophecy Stone of Creation, which Hilder once regarded as the supreme source of divine prophecy, was ultimately proven to be false, or rather, partially true, with some of its contents fabricated.

The prophecy mentions that twelve gods felt the universe was empty and no one praised their noble glory, so they proposed to create a world that belonged to them. However, creation is sacrifice and destruction, and a god must step forward to sacrifice himself so that a new world can be created.

The twelve gods described in the prophecies of the Holy Scriptures, and the specific images of them, closely matched the characteristics of the later twelve apostles, which led Herder to believe them to be true for a time, becoming so engrossed in them that he could not extricate himself.

In the beginning, those twelve gods did not exist, let alone match the characteristics of the later twelve apostles; it was a fabrication.

However, in order to create a more complete world, the gods did have similar gatherings and discussions. In the end, Wuxuan became the first seed that the gods planted to create life and open up the world.

Venus gradually stretched out her body, no longer curled up. Her body was now free to move, no longer restrained. Then, almost instinctively, she walked towards the radiance that represented her, wanting to return to her place.

As she walked past, Venus muttered to herself:

"So that's how it is. When I return to my primordial self, I will be closer to the source of power that gave birth to us, because we come from the primordial, and I was closer to the primordial at that time."

"Moreover, we don't need to reclaim the power we leave behind in the world. For us, it's just a negligible part. In this way, people don't have to lose their will to pursue virtue. What we reclaim is just some useless gifts."

Venus's steps became much lighter, and she was already somewhat impatient. The hem of her gorgeous dress fluttered slightly in the wind. Returning to her primordial self, her own realm and strength would be significantly improved, and her power would also approach its peak.

Her figure merged with her own, becoming a part of the world's end, and forgotten memories became exceptionally clear, a powerful force beginning to surge from within her.

Venus felt as if she had truly returned to the beginning of time, as one of the supreme creators, an indispensable member in building the complete universe. Every gesture and word she made was majestic and radiant. All the future and achievements of later generations were like sand flowing through her fingers, piling up to form the foundation of all civilizations.

From the moment she attempted to return until now, everything she gained has been positive. Just as the Ring of Creation stated, returning to her primordial self will make the primordial gods even stronger.

The gods joined forces to create a complete universe, and various races were born from the soil.

“My feelings can’t be false, so how could Remy be wrong?”

"It should be over by now."

Venus gently clenched her fist and then released it. The two ornaments in her hair combined to form a longbow that shimmered with light. It was the divine artifact, the Bow of Venus, surging with unparalleled divine power and in harmony with the laws of the universe. She now felt as if she could shoot down an evil god from beyond the realm with a single arrow.

Venus immediately drew her bow towards the lower reaches of the river of time, and a golden arrow quickly took shape at her fingertips, its sharpness unmatched, determined to return her to the correct time.

Suddenly, Venus's vision blurred, and an overwhelming sense of disorientation overwhelmed her. The arrow in her hand vanished without a trace, and the light emanating from the Bow of Venus became disordered. Another memory forcibly invaded her mind. Boom!
Venus saw that the person standing next to her was Prana, the goddess of original sin, who hadn't changed much from her future self; she was still that clear-headed fool, and probably had some mental issues.

In an instant, Prana transformed into a dark mass of energy, churning and emitting tremendous noise. She lost her human form, and bats flew out of the energy body, venomous snakes crawled, and evil crows landed on the branches of a tree, letting out mournful howls. Donkeys and mules emerged and began to gnaw on the sacred tree at the end of the world.

Venus was stunned. Had Prana, the goddess of original sin, suddenly become an evil god from beyond the realm? How did she manage to sneak into the ends of the world and approach the beginning of time right under the noses of the gods?

She quickly realized that those creatures were an embodiment, a representation of original sin, Prana's energy but not her true form.

Another noble light burst forth, and it was none other than the elemental goddess Pushia. She transformed into flames flowing through the universe, burning everything in their path, causing mountains to collapse, the sky to crumble, plants to grow wildly and become poisonous, and lightning to rage as if the world were about to end.

Venus then saw Remedios, Ushir, the Lord of Time and Space... one after another, the appearances of the Primordial Gods underwent drastic changes, completely different from their previous divine aura. They were releasing their malice, strongly manipulating their domains to transform into natural disasters, and rising above all things.

"how so!"

Venus covered her snow-white forehead, her face showing great pain. Did she remember this scene? Did it happen? She seemed to have forgotten it; she really couldn't remember.

She suddenly realized something and hurriedly examined herself. The gods had all undergone a malicious transformation. Even the mighty Remedios was releasing endless light and heat to burn the earth and set it ablaze. How could she possibly escape unscathed?

A gigantic mirror appeared, and Venus saw herself in it, instantly startled. Her eyes shone with an eerie light, her fair fingers now had sharp, long nails like the claws of a carnivorous bird, and her long, flowing hair, which should have been gently draped over her shoulders, seemed to be blown about by a gale, dancing violently behind her head, like a demon or a bewitching allure. Her magnificent gown, adorned with gold, transformed into a black, form-fitting suit of armor, enveloping her body. The surging energy caused the nearby earth to shatter, and the sky to change color.

She now seems capable of extinguishing humanity's sense of virtue at any moment, causing them to lose the will to strive for a better future, and even severing the power called "hope."

Without hope, there is no future, and the progress of all civilization will come to a standstill.

The second reason why the gods constructed the complete universe is that they need to highlight their own greatness, glory, and immortality, creating a status gap between themselves and all living beings. All beings should admire and sing praises to their holiness and venerate them at all times.

Goddesses such as Nimr, the goddess of wisdom, and Pusia, the goddess of the elements, all demonstrate divine majesty and power that transcends all things.

Venus clutched her forehead in pain. Did this scene exist in the beginning? Did the gods truly look down indifferently upon all beings, regarding them as inferior, and decide their future with life and death?

Logically speaking, it seems that it really did happen.

The primordial God was more powerful and immortal than all the spirits He created. The gods created all things with the intention of putting their power to use and demonstrating their strength and majesty.

If the primordial God was gentle and kind, befriending mortals, how would His nobility and majesty be manifested, and how would the inherent differences in social status be explained?

Venus also felt an urge within her to reclaim all the power, including that of her two little followers, Rudis and Serena, who were born from the scissors and perfume bottle because of her power. If she were to reclaim them, they would cease to exist.

Some are virtue crystals bestowed upon followers, such as the humility among the seven virtues possessed by Lorian, which can create a transcendent being on the path to divinity. If the crystal is taken back, Lorian's realm will instantly drop.

Furthermore, there is the power that the gods contributed when they gathered at the ends of the world to create all things, which can only be retrieved by the deity with the power to do so.

If she were to reclaim that power, all the virtues and will of the world would be completely in her hands, allowing her to arbitrarily control all related laws and establish absolute dominance.

The previous state of virtue was close to autonomy. If Venus, the goddess of beauty, were to unfortunately perish, it would have a negative impact on all things in the world, but it would not be irreconcilable or irreparable.

Just as a king doesn't issue management orders all the time, a vast kingdom, the entire country's market, and all sectors still operate under established and orderly rules.

Only the king has passed away; the basic rules remain. As long as a timely and qualified successor takes over, there will be no problem.

Now that the power of that virtue has been fully reclaimed, Venus has become the absolute ruler. Even if she were to perish, no one could replace her, because the concept of the primordial god is irreplaceable. She is one of the creators who constructed the entire universe and possesses unparalleled qualities that no one after her can replace in terms of identity.

It was as if with the death of the king, all the rules, laws, and the force that maintained them vanished, and the kingdom was on the verge of collapse.

Venus let out a painful cry, unleashing terrifying power. The sky changed color, and huge cracks appeared at the edge of the world, as if it were about to be destroyed.

She seemed to see certain worlds and civilizations that, because they did not believe in the brilliance of virtue, were destroyed by her indifference.

However, the gods who unleashed their malice showed no reaction to this scene, seemingly neither hearing her voice nor seeing her struggle.

Venus struggled and said, “No, it shouldn’t be like this. I cannot reclaim my primordial power. Rudis, Serena, they must live. Lorian, and everyone, every life, the will to pursue virtue and hope should be free, not controlled by anyone, so that so much beauty can be born.”

"Art should be free and should not be shackled. Forced praise is a lament for the soul."

"Even if the gods had a cruel side, that's not a false memory. We are the most powerful after regaining our power, but I don't think that's true. The word 'ancient' is not sacred, nor is it great."

Venus was struggling to resist the urge to reclaim all power, but in a daze, she saw a pair of cold eyes, and behind her emerged a huge ring of creation.

(End of this chapter)