Chapter 795: A Tale of a Past War
[Like you, Master.]
"??"
Arthur turned to face Lostvayne, brow raised, and once more asked for clarification.
"Like me?"
[Yes. She’s basically the female version of you. A little less unpredictable, but with far more life experience, which makes her even more dangerous since you can never tell what she’s thinking.]
It was an unexpected answer, and Lostvayne understood exactly why Arthur was so surprised by it.
[Anyone who’s familiar with Luka and then spends some time around you would probably come to the same conclusion.
The two of you both make spontaneous, sometimes impulsive decisions, have rather unhinged trains of thought, and in the same breath, can slaughter your enemies without hesitation, smiling all the while.]
"And they say people with similar traits tend to clash...
I guess that gives us one more reason to dislike ourselves, huh."
When Arthur said that, Lostvayne added,
[Master, whatever you may be thinking about the Progenitor goddess...even with your absurd growth rate, those thoughts are going to have to wait for several hundred million years.]
And upon hearing that, Arthur blinked and said, "Well, I didn’t exactly have any thoughts, but...millions of years?"
[Yes. The Progenitor goddess is not an existence to be taken lightly. Not just her, but every single one of the Primordial Progenitors.]
At that, Arthur nodded and replied,
"They wouldn’t carry a grand title like Primordial Progenitor for no reason, so it’s only natural they’d be a step above the rest."
[Not just ’a step’ above, Master,] Lostvayne corrected instantly. [Take several steps. That ’Primordial’ trait they possess, as opposed to the ’Origin’ trait of other Progenitors, is what makes them superior.]
"I see..."
Arthur was in the middle of nodding in understanding when something in Lostvayne’s words caught his attention. But before he could point it out, Lostvayne had already continued.
[I believe you’ve heard of the circumstances behind Lucifer’s death. Quinn would’ve interfered had she known Akasha was scheming anything, but setting aside that confidence, Akasha had the Eternal of Dreams occupy her in another location while he carried out his plan.
When Quinn finally found out, she beat the Eternal of Dreams within an inch of their life. And the only reason she didn’t kill them was because she couldn’t.]
From Lostvayne’s words, it was evident that the Primordial Progenitors were the equivalents of the ’Eternals’ and ’Aggressors’ among the Major Cosmic Power that was the ’Progenitors’.
Just as the Eternals had their own vassals and subordinates forming their ranks with them at the top, and the Aggressors had the same, the Primordials stood at the head of the Progenitors, with the others beneath them.
At least, that was the common perception, whether or not the individuals themselves acknowledged or cared about such hierarchy.
"Who are the Primordial Progenitors again?"
[god, Titan, Dragon, Human, Devil, Celestial, Angel, Demon, Drifter. Nine in total]
Arthur’s eyes widened slightly upon hearing the final name that Lostvayne mentioned.
"That guy was part of them?!"
[That guy?]
Lostvayne looked genuinely confused, prompting Arthur to explain his encounter with Nash, the Progenitor Drifter, during the Nemo Galaxy incident.
Once he finished recounting the event, Lostvayne responded.
[Ah. I see. So that’s what happened.
But yes, Nash is one of the Primordials. He’s relatively young among them, but that only makes him more dangerous, because despite the far shorter time he’s had to grow, he’s already reached the same level of power and influence.]
"Still kind of surprising. I thought the Progenitor Vampire or Elf would’ve made that list since those races are really well-known.
Even more surprising is the Progenitor Human..."
[There are a few things I need to address here, Master.
First of all, while Vlad isn’t weak by any means, he’s simply not on their level. He’s more famous and has more influence than some of them only because he’s much more active.
As for the Progenitor Human, underestimating him is the height of folly.]
Clearly, there was far more to the Progenitor of the most populous race in the Cosmos than met the eye.
[As for the Progenitor Elf...I was just reminded of a rather amusing incident from the war I mentioned earlier.
Well, amusing to me, anyway. Probably not so much to any elf who hears it.]
"Oh? I’m interested. What happened?"
Arthur pulled out some popcorn and a drink from his subspace, crossed his legs, and gave Lostvayne his full attention.
[It’s basically the story of how they got beaten so thoroughly, they became the laughing stock of the Cosmic Stage for quite a while.]
"...that badly?"
[That badly. The incident almost sparked an entirely separate war between the dragons and the elves, because the one who did the trashing was an Ancient Breed Dragon. The same individual who told me about the energy propagation that occurs after a realm core transplant.]
"So, an Ancient Breed Dragon nearly killed a Progenitor from another race? Is the power gap between races really that massive?"
[No. In terms of raw power, the Progenitor Elf, Aimon, was actually slightly stronger. He just got complacent, let his guard down, and ended up paying the price for it.]
"Exactly how did things pan out?"
At Arthur’s question, Lostvayne took a moment to arrange the sequence of events in his memory before beginning.
[The Ancient Breed Dragon, one of the Levites, was the previous wielder of the Galaxy Sword—the same weapon Jamie Westley now holds.
Using that sword, they came dangerously close to killing the Progenitor Elf, nearly ending the elven race during that war.
The Dragon had disguised themselves and killed several Ancient Breed Elves during what was otherwise a relatively simple battle.
When Aimon received word of the incident, he was furious. Why had only the elves suffered such devastating losses in such a brief skirmish, while the other races stationed in the same area emerged unscathed?
He assumed it was some hidden scheme or some betrayal orchestrated by one of the allied races with troops in the region.]
"But it wasn’t..." Arthur muttered.
[No,] Lostvayne confirmed. [The truth was far simpler. The Dragon had a personal vendetta against a certain faction of Ancient Breed Elves and used the war as cover to get rid of them.
After appearing on two separate battlefields, there was no way the elves wouldn’t gather some intel on them, and when that information was passed on to Aimon, it only fuelled his rage further.
According to the reports, the one responsible for killing the elves had a noticeably weaker aura, and not only that, they were also lower-dimensional. The only remarkable thing about them was their sword, and soon, rumours began spreading that this mysterious assailant, who kept targeting elves, wielded a blade capable of allowing a lower-dimensional being to bypass the dimensional hierarchy entirely and completely kill a higher-dimensional existence.]
Arthur folded his arms, his brow furrowing.
"Aren’t there other weapons like that besides the Galaxy Sword?"
[There are,] Lostvayne replied. [But they’re rare and limited in capability. None are even half as powerful as the Galaxy Sword.
Aimon simply couldn’t accept that some unknown weapon possessed such immense power, far surpassing even the most renowned cosmic weapons.
What no one realised back then was that the so-called unknown weapon was actually Rule Breaker Number 4.
Had Aimon known that, he would’ve been far more cautious. But the Dragon had used one of his Aspectual Authorities, most likely the same one that’s currently keeping them hidden from the rest of the Cosmos, to mask the sword’s true identity and appearance.
Even those who had previously seen the Galaxy Sword up close wouldn’t have recognised it, even if it was right in front of them. Only other Rule Breakers would’ve been able to sense what it truly was beneath the concealment.]
"And the other Rule Breakers?" Arthur asked.
[None of them, myself included, were allied with the elves,] Lostvayne replied. [So even if we realised it was the Galaxy Sword, we all stayed silent and let him walk straight into it.]
"Why do I get the feeling you were the main reason behind that silence?"
[No comment.]
Which, for all intents and purposes, was as good as an admission that he had indeed been the one orchestrating the silence among the Rule Breakers.
[Anyway, Aimon confronted the dragon when he appeared to eliminate the next group of elves on his list, and he lost.
He didn’t just lose, he was almost permanently erased.]
"And the Galaxy Sword was responsible for that, even though Aimon was stronger?" Arthur asked.
[Yes. Aimon and the dragon were within the same Existence Realm, but Aimon was at a higher stage.
Beyond that, he had a higher dimensionality than the dragon, and Aimon firmly believed that no matter how powerful this unknown sword might have been, it shouldn’t have been able to kill his elves.
He assumed someone else of greater strength and higher dimensionality was behind the killings, and that the dragon was merely a distraction. So, he tried to flush out the supposed real threat by attacking the dragon.]
"There’s a lot of emphasis on this dimensionality talk..." Arthur muttered quietly, and Lostvayne responded.
[There is, because that was the core of Aimon’s misunderstanding.
Lucifer likely hasn’t brought it up before since it’s irrelevant to your current self, but if you’re going to understand Aimon’s mindset back then, I’ll need to briefly explain what ’Dimensionality’ actually means.]
He paused for a moment before continuing.
[Contrary to what many wrongly assume, higher dimensions aren’t ’physical places’ you travel to. They’re directions, additional vectors in space-time beyond the usual three you perceive.
Just as left-right, up-down, and forward-backwards make up your standard three axes, there are other directions orthogonal to all of these that you can’t point toward, can’t perceive, and can’t move in.
The w-direction. The v-direction. The u-direction. And others.
They aren’t locations—they’re structural qualities of space and reality.]
