***
The former emperor entered the dark temple, his heart racing with anticipation.
Walking across the dark hallway, he soon came to witness the dark chamber with a dark alter in the middle.
He stepped close to the alter and cut his hand with the broken shard of his broken sword, and dropped his blood on the sacred alter. The hall was silent, until the unknown voice invaded his ears.
[You have offered yourself as a sacrifice to the Gods.]
[The Gods are dead and cannot hear you.]
"Hah!" the irritating emperor laughed in a mocking tone.
"HAHAHAAHAHA!!" He kept laughing, until he heard the voice again.
[Your soul bears the mark of Divinity]
[You are a Temple Slave]
[Shadow God Stirs in his eternal Slumber.]
"Really?! You created the Law of Death! Yet you cannot follow the Rules!?" He said mockingly.
[Shadow is surprise upon recognizing your 'will'.]
[He looks intrigued at your mocking tone.]
[He awakens the other Gods from their Graves.]
[Sun God stirs in his grave.]
[Storm God stirs in her grave.]
[War God stirs in her grave.]
[Heart God stirs in his grave.]
[Beast God stirs in her grave.]
[Demon of Repose stirs in his grave.]
[Demon of Hope stirs in her grave.]
[Demon of Oblivion stirs in her grave.]
[Demon of the Underworld stirs in his grave.]
[Demon of Dread stirs in his grave.]
[Demon of Imagination stirs in his grave.]
[Most of the Gods are now watching you with shock, interest, distaste, disgust and fury.]
The former emperor shows no fear after hearing about the gazes of Gods. His mocking smile turns intense as he watched at the ceiling with a look of superiority.
"Hah! You all are still called Gods?" He said, as the world itself stirs.
*
"Sun lost it's Magnificence, Moon lost it's shine,"
"Life lost it's Vitality, Heart is now Defiled."
"Death lost it's Peace, Storm lost it's Chaos,"
"Fragments are now dead, while Corruption still Haunts"
"Oh Gods! Oh Daemons!"
"What can you do!!"
"Your existence were meaningless,"
"Your creations will too!"
*
An enormously heavy pressure descended upon the world, threatening the blasphemer to crush him into nothingness.
[You have angered the Gods.]
[The pride of Gods have been wounded.]
[They all send blessings from beyond their graves to prove their significance.]
[The Gods have spent their last remaining will, and are now completely drained.]
[They all begin to vanish within the Void.]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Shadows]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Life]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Moon]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Passion]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Heart]
[You have slain a Divine Will: God of Darkness]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of the Underworld]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of Repose]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of Dread]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of Imagination]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of Oblivion]
[You have slain a Divine Will: Demon of Hope]
[Your Tyranny truly defies even the Divine.]
[Wake up Sunless! Your Nightmare is over!]
The world spins into oblivion and the shocked emperor loses his consciousness.
***
Opening his eyes, the emperor finds himself in a space he recognizes as the space between dram and reality. He have killed many enemies, specifically that pony, who somehow escaped.
As he marvels over the glistening and bright stars, watching as many luminous strings connects to each and every one of the stars in a beautiful and intricate weave.
"You are true to the nickname my creator gave you." an ethereal voice, like the prayers of millions of worshipers, like the song of the deep sea, like rustling of divine wind, like the sizzle of divine fire, like the song of blood and the voice that seduces reality itself.
An ethereal figure slowly formed in front of him, her eyes like the illuminating night sky, her hair like the infinite expanse of the astral realm, her body as if forged from starlight, her skin felt like the ethereal snow of that forms directly on the beast gods skin, her lips bloody red like the crimson curse of Nether, Her eyebrow like deepest part of nether's chains and her ethereal ebony gown like it was made out of the skin of an angel.
Her seductive eyes look over the emperor, as if tempting him for an invitation. The emperor remained unfazed, as he has already witnessed similar beauty in many occasions.
"Can we talk normally?" He asked the divine figure, her gaze giving a sense of unholiness, her intentions unknowable and movement of her every muscle undecipherable.
"hah!" a laugh echoed across the space, shaking it for a few instance.
"You are truly an amusing being, Forsaken by Radiance, also known by the Demon of Fate as, 'The one who defies the Heavenly World'." She said.
The ethereal figure bends her head a little to bown in his presence, "I will be delivering the last words of my Creator."
The former Emperor narrows his eyes and warns, "I really hope It's not saying he can't keep his part of the deal. If so,....I would be forced to kill you and find his corpse to rip it to shreads."
The smile on the ethereal figure's lips dimmed, so she said, "Please listen to it yourself."
Saying so, she waved her hands and a holograhic figure, also known as the messaging echo appeared. A figure in black appeared, wearing sinister demonic mask with three horns petruding from it.
"If this message does not reach you, then your haven't been awoken yet." said Weaver
"I will not assure you that I have not kept my promise. You are not here, so aren't they. I do not hope for you to help my big spell. And I also do not hope for you to find what you wish to seek. I love you and I do not hope you to live miserably."
"..."
"..."
"Why does he hate me again?" the emperor asked the ethereal figure known as weavers 'little' spell.
The spell shook her head, "I do not know. I did not find my creators reason of hate in the fate of the past."
"So, why am I still here again?" He asked again.
"To tell your some details about this life of yours."
"What are they?"
"First, The boy you inhabited right now is named 'Sunless', he is what you call an outskirt rat, a treacherous being before your inhabitation."
'I guess we are not so different. 'Sunless'? huh? I guess this boy at least have a name.' he thought.
"Second, the current time is around two ages after your death. you died right before the end of the golden age. In a sense, your death ended the golden age."
The emperor silently listened.
"Third, You will be send to the War Realm, from there, once you awaken, you can access the Dream Realm."
"What!? Why the War Realm!?" He asked with a hint of disgust.
"I am invading it at the very last, since the remaining divine restriction of War God opposed the Corruption, I invaded other realms first before invading this last remaining realm."
"Why would you invade the War Realm at the Last? I would have destroyed it at the very beginning."
"I didn't want to dirty my hands and also, fate showed you have the highest chance of reincarnating in the War Realm."
"Understandable.....Anything else?"
"Oh, Your Evaluation. I'll take my leave."
The spell vanished, leaving him alone. Then the ethereal voice spoke in his earns.
[Prepare for Appraisal!]
To be continued...