Chapter 647: Choice
“Can we meet her again?” Leonora asked, this time a little louder.
“Yes,” he replied.
There was no hesitation in his tone, or sign of doubt.
“What if she gets reincarnated into the past?” she asked next.
“That’s not possible,” he said. “With her talent, if she had reincarnated into the past, we would have heard about her. She would’ve risen to the top by now. And I would’ve felt the connection with her.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am. She will reincarnate in the future. We’ll meet her then.”
Leonora hesitated, then asked again, “What if she ends up in a bad family?”
“I gave her techniques. They are enough for her to survive on her own. Even if the worst happens… she’ll manage.”
“But what if—”
Leonora kept asking him questions.
Her hand had moved without her realizing, grasping the cuff of Nameless Death’s sleeve tightly.
Her fingers trembled.
Her questions didn’t follow logic. But Nameless Death wasn’t surprised. She was worried about her daughter, and thus asking those questions.
He looked down at her hand, then at her face.
She was trying to stay calm. Trying not to fall apart.
Nameless Death gently placed his hand on her head and patted it.
Then he walked over to Vivi and crouched beside the bed. His hand brushed over her head too, softer than before.
He stayed like that for a moment.
There were countless thoughts in his head.
He was sad that they were going to be separated.
But…
’As long as she’s happy… wherever she ends up… that’s enough for me.’
Nameless Death had been alone before.
He knew the feeling well.
He had spent years alone in the reincarnations had had been forced on him.
He had spent years going unnoticed in the Cosmos he had visited.
’As long as she is happy, I am fine even if I’m not with her.’ He told himself again.
He bit his lip.
A strange feeling, one he had long forgotten, welled up in his chest.
But before the emotion could rise to the surface, he forced himself to stand.
He turned to Leonora.
“You should take her away now.”
Leonora didn’t answer at first. Her throat tightened.
But she nodded.
Water wrapped gently around Vivi’s body, lifting her with care.
Leonora looked at Nameless Death again, hoping he wouldn’t make her reincarnate Vivi.
He ignored her silent pleas.
She waited a moment longer, as if hoping he’d change his mind.
But he didn’t.
So she activated her badge.
A flash of black light formed around them.
The teleportation effect kicked in.
And then they were gone.
Nameless Death kept staring at the spot where they vanished.
His hand curled into a fist.
Then, slowly, he forced it open again.
“I should stop thinking about it,” he murmured. “There’s still work to do.”
His eyes dropped to the hand he’d used to pat Vivi’s head. It still felt warm.
“…Damn it,” he muttered. “If I knew it was going to feel like this…”
He didn’t finish the sentence. Didn’t want to say it aloud.
Even in his thoughts, he couldn’t dare wish that Vivi hadn’t been born.
Now he wished he’d never said that.
’Should I just….’
A part of him wondered if he should just seal his memories, cut away the emotions and thoughts tied to Vivi and bury them until after he had left Voraka.
Maybe then, the pain wouldn’t be this sharp.
But he didn’t do it.
He couldn’t.
The next few months were quiet.
Nameless Death didn’t train, or focus on his path.
He had no energy for anything.
The loneliness that used to feel normal now felt heavier without Vivi’s voice.
He only moved when the badge in his pocket pulsed with energy.
It let out a faint shine.
It was a device he had created.
He took it out and stared at it.
“So… she’s back,” he said quietly.
That was the signal.
Leonora had returned to the Voraka Site.
Their plan was already set in motion.
She would tell the others that she had escaped from Nameless Death, claiming he’d been distracted when she slipped away.
She’d say he had taken her away to meet the Supreme of Water, only to be rejected by Supreme of Water.
As for Vivi, they would keep quiet about her existence.
Nameless Death considered his next move.
“Should I tell them I’m Neo?”
He shook his head.
No.
If he revealed he was Neo, then Zagreus would feel obligated to act.
He would refuse to complete his Shadow Trial.
Even if Nameless Death could find a way to bring him out of the Shadow World, he didn’t want to hear from his brother that he would ’stay in shadow world until Nameless Death can save him.’
The very thought — the very possibility — of his brother sacrificing himself made Nameless Death’s heart shudder.
He himself didn’t understand why he felt like this.
’Maybe it’s something I’ve forgotten.’
People he had promised to save.
People he had close to his heart.
Had he lost them before?
Was this why he was afraid that if Zagreus acknowledged he might need to sacrifice himself for Nameless Death, then that possibility would turn into a guarantee?
Nameless Death didn’t want that.
“It’s fine. I can handle this alone. There is need to burden him with anything.”
His goal was already within his reach.
Complete his Path.
That would force Supreme of Water to come. Ash her for information he needs.
Use that information to connect to his Cosmos.
Send the ashes to that Cosmos.
Defeat Berserker.
Revive the planet.
If he could finish that, then the universe would be safe. And his brother’s Shadow Trial would be complete.
It wasn’t impossible.
The goal was infinitely near.
It was just that….
“What if the Supreme of Water doesn’t come?”
Did Supremes even care about the universe?
If they did, why hadn’t other Supremes intervened?
The idea gnawed at him.
Maybe they had their own ’world’ which wouldn’t be affected if the universe was erased.
Maybe they thought the rot had spread too far, and there was no point in saving it.
He gritted his teeth.
He didn’t want to think that way.
But if the Supreme of Water didn’t give him the information he needed…
’No.’
’I still have one way to get the information I need.’
’Even if Supreme of Water doesn’t tell me the answer, I can solve the problem.’
But that was only the last case scenario.
He didn’t want to use that if he could help it.
“After this fight with Berserker…. If Supreme of Water doesn’t come to talk to me, then I will use my last option.”
With his decision made, Nameless Death stood and turned toward the sealed Wombs of Devils.
Ten cubes floated in a semicircle behind him, each housing a pseudo-universe and the last one housing a ’computer.’
Over the past few years, he hadn’t stopped corrupting and creating them.
His emotions might have dulled his motivation, but his hands never stopped moving.
“The ’computer’ is nearly complete,” he said quietly, eyes scanning the first Womb of Devil. “And the pseudo-universes have been completed. I just need to create life.”
That was the final step.
Creation of Life.
For that, he needed the [Flame].
“At first, I thought the [Flame] was unique to this universe, and that it came from the Sea of All Consciousness.”
That theory had made sense back then.
But something didn’t add up in it.
“If that’s true, then how did life begin in ’my’ Cosmos?”
His Cosmos had no Sea of All Consciousness.
Even the Life in that Cosmos needed [Flame].
“How did the [Flame] come into that Cosmos?”
A new idea had taken root in his mind.
One that changed his understanding entirely.
“What if the [Flame] isn’t bound to a single Cosmos… but is a higher power present in all of them?”
It would explain everything.
Life wasn’t an isolated accident. It was inevitable, because the [Flame] was omnipresent.
He had to test it.
He summoned a flicker of Nightmare Affinity and used it to shape an Intent in the air before him.
It hovered, faint and fragile, and then slowly began to unravel, losing form and fading away.
Just like before.
“As expected,” he muttered. “It didn’t call upon the [Flame] like Leonora’s Intent did.”
Now came the real test.
He turned to one of the Wombs and entered the simulated universe within.
His senses expanded, adjusting to the laws he had programmed inside.
Though artificial, this space functioned like a real Cosmos. Matter, energy, even time, all simulated but real enough.
“Let’s see.”
He created another Intent using Nightmare Affinity—this time within the pseudo-universe.
It was identical in shape and form to the first one.
Again, the Intent trembled violently, threatening to collapse. But he didn’t let it.
He poured more energy into it, forcing it to hold together.
And then… it happened.
A flicker of white [Flame] appeared.
It shimmered around the Intent, then flowed into it, stabilizing it.
Nameless Death’s eyes widened slightly.
“It actually happened…”
He remained silent for several seconds, staring at the slowly pulsing flame.
When he had created an Intent outside the Wombs, it was ’fake’ when compared to the real Cosmos.
But here, inside a simulated world, both the Intent and the world were fake.
So, in comparison, the Intent was now ’real’ relative to its environment.
“It’s all about perspective.”
To an ant, a human was a giant.
But to a planet, a human was small.
A fake Intent was only fake when judged by the standards of a real Cosmos.
But inside a fake Cosmos, that same Intent became ’true.’
“And because it was now true, the [Flame] responded.”
With this breakthrough, things moved quickly.
He nurtured the Intent using the [Flame], slowly developing it into a fully formed being.
The creature looked human. It had an Intent of Existence similar to his own.
But it wasn’t a Heavenbreaker.
Nameless Death wasn’t surprised.
“If a Heavenbreaker’s child, born through spell-birth, was always a Heavenbreaker, then we’d have thousands of Heavenbreakers by now.”
Heavenbreakers weren’t born.
They were forged.
Whatever made him different wasn’t passed through blood.
But that was fine.
Evolution would solve everything.
Nameless Death had done it before with darkness element.
There was no reason he couldn’t do it again here.
’Among the thousands—no, millions—of spell-birth children, one will carry the trait I need.’
He created another Intent, and another.
Each one was slightly different after the [Flame] healed them.
As soon as the [Flame] appeared, he began to corrupt it gently with Void.
He forced mutations,
He wasn’t just experimenting.
He was brute-forcing evolution.
Billions of processes ran in parallel.
Most Intents failed to even form Seeds of Existence.
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