External influences no longer had any weight in his actions, criticism and related things could no longer reach him in any way, as he did not have an unconscious mind to hold these criticisms.
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"Are you still unable to assimilate it?" Thoth asked Nyc for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years.
"No, he doesn’t have any form for me to appropriate or any trauma for me to break his soul, she is simply a white lump, without any purpose or dream."
NYC had never dealt with such a difficult soul. His technique worked based on breaking a soul into several pieces without any rationality and then putting them together inside his sea of souls, but with Kayden, this wasn’t working. He didn’t have any trauma or dreams, he was simply a big blank space, without any purpose or meaning. But luckily, that was all; Kayden would never make it out of there.
The Licht could not destroy this soul or any other, but he was certainly capable of keeping it trapped for eternity, and that was the attitude he would take, because perhaps in the future he would be able to use it.
"What is this war of the 100 planets?" Each organization had the right to own 100 planets in its territory.
Furthermore, the number of living beings was also fixed and could not be increased, only decreased. The number of gods was also fixed. At the moment, no gods have appeared yet, but in the future, a coliseum will be created; to maintain divinity, he has to kill another god.
All of this was being done so that the quantity and quality of mana in the universe remained extremely constant, and the fruits were visible. The number of mages with 7 rays increased by several folds, but with eight and nine it was somewhat weaker, but there was still an increase.
The average strength in the universe has grown frighteningly. Nowadays, the most mediocre being was with five rays in the fifth realm; it was a small change of just one kingdom, but it was very significant, as the jump from the fourth to the fifth was surreally difficult.
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"Every ten thousand years, planets will compete in a series of team and individual battles. The one with the worst rating will be destroyed and reformed again," Thoth commented.
"Why?" Nyc didn’t see much sense in this, but he also didn’t give his opinion, as he didn’t have any knowledge in the area of civilization development.
"So that planets don’t grow in a greenhouse. This is the biggest event that the universe will carry out during these years; It will be battles from the first to the ninth realm and… 1 divine level." Divine-level battles were incredibly rare.
At the moment, each planet had a few gods on its soil, but only one of them was the leader of the planet. For beings who were used to each commanding a constellation... this lack of space was suffocating, but also tolerable. The gods were beings capable of quickly adapting to new things.
This new order also meant that planets began to be ranked on their strength. Those stronger had greater rights to space and resources, and considering that the gods were the leaders of the planets, everything fell to their shoulders.
Fighting between gods has become much more common than before. Practically every millennium, one of them died due to fights over territory and resources. It was a completely new phase of the universe.
"Why are you doing all this, Thoth? Who exactly are you?" Nyc asked the question that Thoth received from virtually all of his planes at least once.
"I’m just bored and trying different things that have already been done." Thoth would never answer a question honestly.
"Have they been done yet?" Nyc repeated, unable to remember any mention of it in the history of the universe. "How old are you?"
"Older than time."
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All the gods were gathered at a specific point in the universe, not just the gods but all those with some social status on the planets. Everyone there had at least eight rays.
The number of gods was much smaller than in the last encounters, practically half were killed over time, and only the strongest were left alive; the chaff was separated from the wheat.
At the moment, it had been around five million years since Father began consuming the universe. At the moment, there was still only 32% of what he once was left, a surreally large number had been consumed.
What few knew was that he also consumed a good part of the void, around 50% of it. This was much larger than the ordinary universe, at least a few dozen times larger. This was only possible because of the technique he received from Thoth.
At that moment, Father was the living being with the most mana that had ever existed in this entire universe; it was a simply incalculable amount. There has never been anything like it in the entire history of the universe.
He could compress mana into solid form and that form would be trillions and trillions of kilometers long. It was something surreal. Everyone was gathered at that moment by a summons from the Father, the reason had not been revealed.
"Welcome everyone " the father’s voice reached all sides and all the gods. "many of you recognize me, but you don’t know my story, my real name is Yan and I am a being that transcended two universes, every person has a reason that leads them to continue fighting for more strength, mine is love, I I lost my wife when the universe was remodeled in the past, every day I looked for techniques to reach divinity and be able to manipulate space-time to the point of being able to bring her back."
The revelations that Father was making were incredibly frightening to most people in this place, even low-level gods did not know of them.