Every little detail was copied to perfection. Every memory, every day of Kayden’s life was placed into Nivus’s soul. It took a long time to do this, but fortunately, time was not a concern for Kayden.
"Is that it?" Kayden asked, disappointed to see a poorly made copy of himself. Even with all the memories, Nivus hadn’t become Kayden.
They were the same person, with the same thoughts, and yet they weren’t the same. It took Kayden a while to think of an answer to that, but it wasn’t difficult for him.
"Past lives," he concluded. They were the problem. No soul could start over by completely erasing that part of its life. Kayden’s mindset had completely changed once again. This time, he was certain that souls still carried traces of the past.
How many lives was the same soul capable of living? Hundreds? Thousands? Millions? Kayden didn’t know, but he had the answer to where so much different knowledge came from every time he broke a piece of the soul. It was a surreal and very diverse amount.
A new goal emerged in Kayden’s mind: he needed to destroy his past lives and rise to something unique—a single life, a single path, a single purpose. His soul had to be unique in every way.
His focus of study at that moment became the deep-rooted memories. They probably contained the secret to past lives. This was the only explanation for him placing all his memories in Nivus and still not being able to obtain an exact copy of himself.
This was the second time he had done this experiment, but at this moment, his strength and technique were on a completely higher level than before. It was practically like two different worlds, and yet the result was the same.
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"I am Aries, the god of war and god of the end." This phrase resonated in the minds of every living being in the universe for years, after the appearance of a very special god at the federation’s greatest event.
A single person declared war on the entire universe. It was a body mage in short robes and wielding an axe. He was completely muscular and carried an extremely dense aura.
The federation event was the Four-Digit Fight, a unique event where everyone could compete for the best places in the universe. Not everyone, as only the strongest was invited.
Challenging any mage meant a gamble with one’s own life and that of the opponent. Deaths were allowed, and one could only leave when both sides chose to do so; otherwise, it would be a battle to the death.
This event brought together all the forces of the universe at the same time. Most of the nine-ray mages were between the seventh and ninth realms. The rest participated in an isolated fight, with digits per realm.
The universal ranking brought much more glory to the mages, but the kingdom ranking was also very important and had much greater competition. Most battles with less than nine lightning bolts occurred in the kingdom ranking.
Facing nine-ray mages was impossible for any other being who didn’t have them. It was too great a difference in strength. Those with eight rays also stood out significantly, representing the portion of geniuses in society.
Even if the number of nine-ray mages exceeded thousands, that was still ridiculously few, considering that there were trillions upon trillions of living beings. It didn’t even amount to 0.0000000000000001% of the total.
This meant that they were not even considered in the power dynamics of society. They were an absolute minority and a position that could only be dreamed of but never aspired to.
The overwhelming majority of society was between six and seven rays. Seven rays had become ridiculously common and no longer had any value. All mages grew in power and could easily reach great realms, but that was it.
The number of gods had yet to increase significantly. Divinity was never something easy to achieve, and now, with the universe stronger, the requirements to become a god have become even higher.
The mastery of the laws had to be near perfect, and this made it very difficult for 99% of mages to ascend. The other 1% still had difficulties, but they were able to overcome them. The point was that becoming a deity had become more difficult.
For some reason that no one knew, the heavens began to make all ascension processes more difficult. Any realm was more difficult, but divinity was especially difficult. Now, it was truly necessary to deserve the title of god.
Everything was going perfectly in the universe until Aries appeared. He simply towered over the entire universe and challenged it. Most people thought it was nonsense, at least until they all had to face this god together.
All the gods in the universe joined in this fight head-on. There wasn’t a single god left out; even the natural gods had to get fully involved. It was something ridiculous, never seen before.
Aries fought with puppets, which was funny considering he was carrying an axe. But this axe was a divine scepter that exuded a unique aura.
The war began to drag on endlessly for years. All the gods continued to fight, some fell over time, and the strength of the puppets was increasing considerably.
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At first, they were just low-realm puppets. At this point, they were already almost at the eighth realm in terms of strength. Mortals were also in the fight; only the strongest entered as a way to hone their strength, at least that was how it was in the beginning.
At some point, all beings in the universe entered this war. Every living being was fighting fiercely for their universe. It was clear to everyone that this was the last battle of the universe.
It was so sudden and senseless. From one day to the next, the universe was in danger again, and this time from someone much stronger than Pai. Yan couldn’t understand how that being had so much strength.
"Is he one of you?" Nyc asked Thoth as soon as he saw him.