"Hmm," Void groaned, opening his eyes. The information surging through his mind was vast, enough to overwhelm any ordinary being, but as a Quasi Rank 3 entity, he swiftly processed it.
Today, he decided to explore an intriguing idea. As a demon, he could see the souls of others, yet had never truly seen his own. And to create his clones he must first see his own soul because they will be gotten from there. Determined, Void focused inward, his half-law swirling around him as he dove into a deep, introspective space. Suddenly, everything brightened.
Void found himself as a giant swirling dark orb, suspended in a golden realm. "Is this… my soul?" he murmured, awestruck by the sight. After a moment of wonder, he steadied himself and began the process of creating two clones.
The first step was to split his soul. Visualizing it carefully, he cut off two small portions, his concentration absolute.
"Argh!" he screamed as searing pain tore through him, his body collapsing in the physical realm. A pounding headache hit him like a hammer, and for a brief moment, he regretted splitting his soul into two parts instead of one.
After what felt like ages, the pain subsided. Beside him, two tiny black orbs as big as marbles floated in the air. "My clones, huh?" Void muttered, a faint smile crossing his face.
He opened his eyes, leaving his inner space and returning to the physical world. A sense of awe filled him as he glanced at the two orbs resting in his palms. Now that he had their souls, the next step was to give them bodies.
Void withdrew his sword from the system space—a massive weapon, 650 meters long and 80 meters wide. It had a white outline and nine crimson holes, two which were open with the third being partially open. Void sensed that the third would fully open soon.
When he reached Rank 3, this sword would develop consciousness, gaining a life of its own. He hadn't named it yet, but when the time comes, he'd give it a worthy title.
Void used the blade to cut himself, extracting a small amount of his blood before the wound healed instantly. Dividing the blood into two portions, he infused it with his half-law, igniting it with dark flames. This was the same method he had once used to create a planet, and now, it would bring his clones to life.
One clone took the form of a human body, already breathing but with its eyes still closed. The other was pure soul energy, an ethereal being with no physical form. Void sensed that this clone would probably devour or replace the other soul it encounter as it will be born through the reincarnation process.
"One will reincarnate, and the other will transmigrate," he mused, a sly smile spreading across his face.
"Behold, I grant you the breath of life," he intoned, and the air around him seemed to ripple. Space itself tore open, creating two portals layered with dimensional energy that led deep into the third layer of space.
"I wonder which worlds you'll encounter," he said, placing each clone within its respective portal. They closed, whisking the two beings away—one as a reincarnation and the other as a transmigrated soul.
Void surveyed the world around him, taking in its eerie silence. A lone tree stood in the barren landscape, twisted and skeletal, while the sun shone brightly above. There was no wind, no life—just a desolate stillness. The sight brought a grin to Void's face.
With his clones sent off and his half-law nearing 50% completion, Void was almost ready to ascend to Rank 3. But there was one final step.
"System," he called out.
(Mission: Destroy a Universe)
The simplicity of the task made him chuckle. "Too easy…"
He snapped his fingers, and in an instant, dark flames erupted around him, igniting the world. Void stood within the inferno, his smile widening as the fire spread, consuming everything. From an external perspective, the flames were slow, yet inexorable, swallowing the entire universe.
As the blaze reached its peak, a black hole formed, pulling all matter into its core, while space itself tore, creating countless rifts.
Void's gaze drifted toward the third layer of space, where a massive fissure beckoned him. Without hesitation, he stepped through, his sword in hand.
In the third layer of space, he was greeted by a gargantuan creature lunging toward him with a gaping maw. Void sneered, swinging his sword in a deadly arc. The beast disintegrated, its ashes scattered, its soul annihilated.
"Hmph… 20% half-law," he muttered, acknowledging the creature's strength. Although it was formidable, it paled in comparison to Void's 50% half-law power. Entities like these were rulers of their domain at the third layer of space, but to Void, they were no more than minor obstacles.
Void continued through the third layer, traveling for what felt like mere moments, though months passed. Finally, he found a suitable place to rest, ready to complete his breakthrough.
Cross-legged, Void closed his eyes, focusing on his law. "I'll cultivate like those ancient sages," he murmured with a wry smile.
(Ding… Mission complete. Host can now ascend to Rank 3 as his half-law evolves into a full law.)
Void exhaled, feeling power surge through him. "Rank 3… At peak Rank 2, I can destroy universes , at quasi Rank 3 i can destroy a few. But with Rank 3, I'll be able to obliterate thousands," he mused, anticipation flickering in his eyes.
"Begin breakthrough," he commanded, placing his sword across his knees.
(Ding… Breakthrough initiated. Estimated time: a million years.). [ Author here.. relax...just a few years hehehe , it is a joke erm]
Void's eyes widened. "What?!"
Before he could react further, his consciousness slipped into a deep trance as the transformation began. His body expanded, and his understanding of his law deepened, his power swelling beyond previous limits.
Void had conquered worlds, shattered universes, and now, he stood poised to ascend. As his body evolved, he felt an overwhelming sense of fulfillment. He was no longer just a powerful entity; he was a true powerhouse, destined to reshape reality itself.
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