Apotheosis

Clarence had formulated several conjectures regarding the possible changes of the point of origin.

It might never change and continue on forever. In that scenario, the entire world had completely perished while Clarence and Zen remained trapped in an eternal prison.

Another possibility was that the point of origin would turn into the perfect land and restart the thirteenth-grade world. Since the first-grade and the thirteenth-grade worlds shared a common origin, it was highly possible for them to transform into each other.

The third and final possibility Clarence speculated of was that Zen's and the Evil God's existences would bring about new, unexpected changes to the very basic rules of this world.

In the end though, these all remained as speculations since this was the very first time Clarence experienced the downgrade.

However, seeing where things now stood, it seemed his third theory proved correct as the point of origin began to split slowly.

"What will happen next?" Zen asked.

"Maybe... We will both have a perfect land," Clarence replied.

"You mean the world will completely separate in two?"

"Yes, and you will become another me. Congratulations," Clarence told him with full sincerity.

Instead of elation, Zen felt disappointed, "But you promised to give me a real world!" he growled.

He did not want a perfect land nor did he wish to become the ruler of the world. The only thing he wanted was to restore everything that had been destroyed: his loved ones, his friends, and his family.

"It wouldn't be difficult. I can give you my memories and you will be able to repeat the past," Clarence assured him.

With that, his consciousness suddenly surged towards Zen's and took the initiative to fuse with it!

In this fusion, Clarence voluntarily gave up dominance which meant that Zen now would effectively devour a part of his consciousness and have ownership of his memories.

"Why? Why did you do that?" Zen asked in shock.

"Once the point of origin is restored to the perfect land, I will embrace a brand new world. I have no need to restore the past so it would be best to leave my past memories to you," Clarence answered. In truth, he only wanted to remember the general information of the past.

With his reasoning, Zen found no need to say anything more and simply waited for their consciousness to merge completely. During the process, Zen found his knowledge increase exponentially.

Clarence's memories contained the highest level of omniscience: the distribution of any and all energy and substance in the thirteenth-grade world to the first-grade world. Needless to say, it was an infinite quantity of

s family and friends in the fairy palace were forced to bid farewell to each other and meet their ends.

"My memories...

Restore them all."

Under his command, the fairy palace was recreated in an instant.

At this moment, the people within the fairy palace were all geared up to embrace their deaths. All of them suppressed their sadness under a calm and composed facade.

Margaret covered Salome's eyes with her hands, not willing to let her see their doom. With no idea of what was happening, Salome innocently asked her mother what was wrong.

"Nothing. Everything will be fine, sweetheart..." she replied and tried her best to hold back her tears.

"Mother, the blue line is gone," Salome continued as she looked through her mother's fingers with innocent eyes.

Margaret's eyes, which had been shut close from despair, snapped open the moment she heard Salome's words.

True to what her daughter said, the blue line had indeed disappeared and everyone within the fairy palace was completely unharmed. Zen's avatar, however, had disappeared.

"Why? What happened? How did we survive that?" Margaret muttered in confusion.

It wasn't just her. Letitia, Aura, Lavender, and everyone else thought the same thing. They all survived yet Zen's avatars had all disappeared.

In the other side of the fairy palace, Fuxi, Geoffrey, Rocher, and the others had all closed their eyes and awaited death.

After a while though, they realized that the end they had been waiting for never came.

"Is this a miracle? Am I dreaming?"

Geoffrey had been praying with his eyes closed. He had no idea just how they would be able to escape their situation, so all he could do was pray to some higher being for a miracle. In a strange stroke of fate, his prayers were answered.