Chapter 184 - The End of the Traveler
"…Is this everything?" Abigail asked Aiden for confirmation after he translated the last page for her.
"Yes, that's everything," Aiden replied.
Although he concealed all matters related to the transmigration, he truthfully conveyed the main content of the diary to Abigail.
The diary did not leave behind any opportunities, only recording the end of a traveler who was toyed with by a dominator.
The Nameless witch was Summoned by the God of Death, and bewitched by the Dominator of "Desire," gradually corrupted, and eventually chose to end her life.
Until the end, she never understood what purpose Melinda, the Dominator of "Desire," had in deceiving her.
"Do not trust the gods"—this was the advice left by the Nameless witch to her successor.
The experiences of the Nameless witch were quite valuable to him.
His current situation was quite similar to that of the previous traveler.
Summoned to this world by Mephilia, he, as Aiden Gallord, was inexplicably caught in the conflict between the Dominator of "Wisdom" and the saint of the dominion of "Hatred." To this day, Aiden still couldn't fathom mephilia's true intentions.
Mephilia, a dominator under the Throne of Spirits, might have done something similar to him…
The mere thought of this possibility sent a chill down Aiden's spine.
As the Nameless witch had written in the diary, becoming a dominator oneself was the most direct way to escape such a situation.
However, for Aiden, even the idea of becoming a dominator was something guided by Mephilia.
"Thank you very much for your help," Abigail said, expressing her gratitude to Aiden. Then she tapped the table lightly with her fingers, causing the diary to come alive once again, flapping its pages like butterfly wings as it flew back into her hand.
"You're welcome," Aiden replied, then asked, "Did you propose we work together from the beginning just so I could decode this diary?"
"It was a thought that occurred to me, but I didn't have high expectations," Abigail said slowly.
"Now that you know the contents of the diary, what do you plan to do?" Aiden asked.
"Plans?" Abigail seemed a bit surprised that he would ask, "Are you asking if I plan to seek revenge against the dominator?"
"I have no such plans. I had no connection with my predecessor, so there's no talk of revenge. Besides, it's too reckless for a mortal to directly challenge a dominator," Abigail replied calmly. "However…"
"If I get the chance to seize a dominion, I might try to take more dominions from other dominators," Abigail replied. "' the Death authority will eventually be my target as well."
"You want to become a dominator?" Aiden asked.
"Of course. The power of a god is like a doorway; once you cross it, you enter a completely different world. Anyone who seeks the pinnacle of knowledge will do everything they can to reach that threshold," Abigail responded, then posed a question of her own, "Don't you want that?"
"I wouldn't say I don't want it, but I wouldn't mind being an ordinary person without any troubles," Aiden laughed. "The realm of the dominators is indeed an entirely new world—very enticing, but also very dangerous."
As a transmigrator, Aiden was naturally interested in the path to godhood and immortality in this world. However, this interest was predicated on the assumption that he could progress steadily with the protagonist's plot, advancing smoothly without significant setbacks.
In this world, neither the pursuit of black magic nor the pursuit of other races' powers could elevate a person's strength to an insurmountable level. Even beings as dangerous to ordinary people as vampire lords and witches could be defeated by well-armed and well-trained humans who targeted their weaknesses.
As for the dominions that could truly set one apart from ordinary people, they were like beautiful but poisonous fruits, carrying unspeakable dangers. The finite nature of divinity and the uniqueness of dominions meant that the path to becoming a dominator would be filled with treacherous battles for power. Those who had already obtained dominions could easily manipulate mortals, as evidenced by the Nameless witch's tragic fate.
Had he not been inadvertently drawn into this situation, Aiden would have preferred to be a lazy, carefree individual in this world.
"But you have stepped into it," Abigail said, looking at Aiden.
"There are various reasons," Aiden brushed it off, then shifted the topic back to Abigail. "Dailey once said you were a 'demi-God.' The dominion you're close to should be 'Life,' right?"
Abigail likely inherited her abilities from Alice, who mastered the divine words of 'Life.' Abigail could control owls and bats to deliver messages, imbue liquid metal with life for Vera, and make diaries flutter like butterflies. These abilities all seemed to stem from the dominion of 'Life.'
"That's correct," Abigail admitted frankly.
"If you obtain the divine words of 'Procreation,' do you plan to elevate yourself to the dominator of 'Procreation'?" Aiden asked.
A mortal's divine limit prevents them from becoming saints of two dominions simultaneously. However, after becoming a saint of one dominion, it's not impossible to switch to another. Mephilia had once told him a convenient method: that's to transferring one's divine words and divinity to another person, thereby relinquishing the dominion and then acquiring new divinity and learning new divine words.
Of course, this kind of transfer could only be entrusted to a trustworthy person.
"I might consider it depending on the difficulty of the ritual, but I'll still prioritize obtaining the dominion of 'Life,'" Abigail said nonchalantly. "It's said that the dominion of 'Procreation' significantly amplifies certain desires. The queen of the old Reiss Kingdom once had five husbands. This trait isn't particularly favorable for someone like me, who lives alone."
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Indeed, the effects of mastering divine words were not always entirely beneficial.
"Talking with you has been quite pleasant," Abigail said slowly. "Honestly, at the beginning, I didn't think this partnership with the former Inquisitor would work out, until Qimora told me you were getting along well with Dailey and the others."
"When people change their environment, their mindset tends to change a bit too," Aiden replied mildly.
"I'll remember this favor," Abigail said. "If you ever need my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. You can use the token to summon me."
"Then, here's to a successful collaboration."
With that, Abigail waved her hand, and a gray mist quickly enveloped Aiden's vision.