Chapter 94: Fate vs Creation
"Fate, I already warned you not to interfere with Ank's life,"
Creation said.
Her words were full of anger and irritation.
Fate smiled upon hearing Creation's words.
"Why were you doing this to my Ank?" Creation continued, her tone sharp, burning with restrained fury.
She was holding herself back, trying not to start fighting with Fate here.
But her restraint was losing strength with every second that passed.
"Our Ank," Fate replied softly, but her words cut deeper than any blade in Creation's heart, and she remembered her biggest mistake.
Fate was still smiling as she saw Creation's face.
Creation became more and more irritated after hearing this, and her anger exploded.
She slowly changed into her cosmic form, and this time it was more grand than when Creation had used to warn Destruction.
The Creation cosmic form was gigantic. In this form, the galaxies looked like grains of sand moving in endless space.
Four arms extended from her divine body, each one carrying a weapon and a symbol that if Creation could create, she also had the power to destroy or protect.
In her upper left hand, a shield formed by combining countless nebulas and stars.
In her lower left, a bow carved from dead planets.
In her upper right, a sword forged from immensely dense mana, its edge sharp enough to cut destiny itself.
In her lower right, a spear that could end anything, even what death could not spare.
Any mortal could become immortal just by seeing Creation's divine form.
Inside Creation's cosmic body, multiple galaxies were forming and destroying continuously.
Anyone could understand, just by watching Creation's godly form, the meaning of birth, the purpose of suffering, and the reason the universe continued to exist instead of falling back into nothingness.
There would be no need for any words to explain how godly Creation's form was.
Every question ever asked by any being, from the smallest mortal to the highest god, found its answer in this divine form.
Then her gaze shifted and she looked at Fate with her two eyes that were made of black holes that could devour thousands of galaxies in an instant.
"Now, Fate," Creation said, her voice echoing through layers of existence. "Why would you say our Ank?"
"I already gave you a chance," she continued. "And you failed."
Her words echoed across the universe.
"And I will say this once more. If you interfere with Ank again, I will kill you."
Every word released from Creation's mouth was enough to make any mortal or god fully understand the functioning of the universe.
Each word was like an absolute authority that no one could defy.
Every god present in the universe, including Destruction and Protection, could not face Creation in her cosmic form.
But she stood before Fate.
Fate did not move.
She only watched.
Then she smiled again.
"Creation," Fate said gently, "I knew the moment I lost my Ank. But you also know he was changing."
Her voice did not command. It persuaded.
"I like this Ank more than the previous Ank, but my hatred for him is greater than my love."
So...
As Fate said this, she also transformed into her cosmic figure.
Her form was more majestic compared to Creation's form.
Fate's cosmic form was similar to her original form, but the difference was that her skin became golden, her long golden hair became more longer, and she wore a white gown. Her face became the most beautiful face that existed in the universe.
Her face was beautiful beyond comprehension.
Not beauty that could be admired.
Beauty that could not be resisted.
Anyone who saw her face would immediately fall in love with her, including Protection and Destruction.
Creation's form revealed the meaning of life.
Fate's form bound beings to life.
Creation offered freedom from existence.
Fate chained them to it.
Then Fate spoke with an authority that far exceeded Creation's voice.
Every word released from Fate's mouth became a new rule added to the universe.
"Creation," Fate said, "I will take my revenge on Ank."
"You can do anything to stop me."
As Fate said this, she increased her cosmic size, and now Creation's divine form was in Fate's hand.
"For your knowledge, I lost my Ank because of one stupid mortal girl.
"I tried everything to kill her. Plagues, wars, broken destinies, plots, even sending gods to kill her. But our Ank protected her."
Creation was not afraid of Fate's divine form.
"Our Ank," Creation said again, her voice unbroken despite her position.
Fate laughed softly.
"Yes. Our Ank. Let me finish."
Her eyes, golden and endless, reflected countless possible futures.
Each future showed Ank missing, controlling his own fate, even as the goddess of Fate had no control over Ank's destiny.
"As the goddess of Fate, even my own fate betrayed me," Fate said. "The mortal girl died.
"Truly died. Even we cannot revive her."
For the first time, silence fell.
Not the silence of empty space.
The silence of grief.
And her figure came into her mind but she instantly removed it so she could not remember her and how had she accepted the girl for Ank and her biggest mistake.
But she quickly removed this thought and continued.
"So first, I will take my revenge on Ank. And then, if he survives, I will definitely enter his life.
"And make Ank mine. Only mine."
As Fate said this, her golden eyes showed an emotion that contradicted her own law.
Obsession.
Obsession with something.
She was also obsessed with Ank.
Her obsession was increasing every second, just like Creation's obsession.
The only difference was that Creation's obsession was controlled, while Fate's obsession changed into both hatred and love at the same time.
Even Fate could not understand what she felt about Ank, whether it was hate or love.
Which emotion was stronger, hate or love?
Creation watched Fate's cosmic form and remembered the stupid mortal girl that Fate had talked about.
The mortal girl who was the main reason for Ank's lust for power, which led to his downfall.
Then a thought came into Creation's mind. What if the mortal girl were alive? What would Ank's life become in the future?
But all of that was now in the past, something even she could not reverse.
Then Creation shot an arrow in the direction of Fate.
The greatest battle between two goddesses for Ank had begun.