Dancing on the golden ashes-Chapter 239 : New Begining

I could feel everything tremble as the Creator's power clashed with mine. He was fighting back, refusing to let me break free, yet no matter how hard he pushed, he no longer had the power to stop me. His real body couldn't enter this place, and that meant one thing. I was the ruler now.

A cold smirk crept across my lips. I knew that from this moment forward, I wasn't just his greatest mistake. I was his number one enemy. He would send stronger creatures, far more powerful than before, to hunt me down. His fury would ripple across this world, forcing the cowards who worshipped him to act on his behalf. All those demigod hunters, those pitiful fools who feared his wrath, would come charging at me with one goal in mind, my death.

But that was exactly what I wanted.

I needed to find the one who killed my friends, the one who took them from me. I would rip out his soul and use it as a sacrifice to reforge the ones I had lost. But first, I had to break through to the next stage. My cultivation path was different from any other, no guide, no roadmap, just my own instincts and whatever I could figure out for myself. And with all this chaotic energy flooding into my body, I knew I didn't have much time. The power threatened to burst from my skin, building and building until I felt like I was going to explode. I had to act quickly.

I needed to understand the laws better, to reshape my soul into something new, something that could... wait...

Suddenly, an idea struck me. It was wild and reckless, but it made sense. If I was now my own ruler, if the power that once belonged to the system had become mine, then perhaps I could create my own universe within me.

I know it sounds insane. An entire universe inside of a person? Ridiculous, right? But this world had already shown me that nothing was impossible. Back on Earth, I never imagined that such things could exist, and yet here I was, standing on the threshold of something impossible. The Creator had unknowingly gifted me this potential, and the next time I met his real body, I would make sure to thank him for it. Preferably with my scythe cleaving him in half. That seemed like a fair way to express my gratitude, didn't it?

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An innocent yet twisted smile rose on my lips. The energy inside me, that chaotic blend of greed, pride, envy, and wrath, seemed to push me further, whispering in the back of my mind. It fed my thoughts with dark satisfaction, urging me to embrace that hunger for power. But I didn't care. Not even a little.

"Scream as much as you want, fight back all you want," I muttered, my voice cold and sharp as I glared at the hole in the shattered sky. "In the end, I will have my revenge. Not just for what you did to me, but for what you did to her. I don't know what that fool saw in you, but I won't let you live while she's gone."

And just like that, the Creator's rage faded, replaced with something far worse.

A low, sinister laugh echoed from the sky, dark, twisted, and filled with cruel amusement.

"Hahaha... Gaon, you never change," his voice purred, slithering through the air like a viper. "No matter which life it is... Ah, if only I had known this would happen, I never would have brought you here. But fine, fine, you win this round. I have no idea how you survived, or how Earth returned to life, but I don't care. You know why?" His laughter twisted into something venomous, something that dripped with malice. "Because I get to kill you all over again."

His voice seemed to loom closer, suffocating me with the weight of his words.

"Go ahead, live as you wish," he sneered. "But mark my words, this world is not yours to take. I'll make sure of that, no matter what. There are creatures here, things even I fear, and you..." His voice lowered to a whisper, venomous and cold. "You won't stand a chance. You'll die, slowly, painfully, and no one will be there to save you."

His words trailed off, fading as the shattered sky mended itself. The crack sealed, leaving the world whole once more. I knew in my heart this was likely the last time I'd hear his voice directly in this world, but that was fine.

I had no more words for him. My path was clear. I had to reforge my friends with the laws of life and death, and no matter how many years it took, no matter how much pain I endured, I would see it through to the end.

I extended my wings, and somehow they felt stronger and more agile than before. My entire body felt different, brimming with power, as if every muscle had been reforged anew. Nice, I thought with a smile curling across my face. With a single flap, I soared into the sky, the wind rushing past me as I cut through the air like an arrow. I felt free, alive, and overflowing with energy.

But when I looked down, that sense of freedom faltered, and my smile faded. The sight below me was horrifying. Now I understood where those crimson flowers had come from. Beneath the earth, countless bones lay scattered, their brittle remains stretching endlessly across the landscape. The only reason they had been revealed was because of my power's earlier explosion. This entire place was a graveyard, a resting place for those who had once lived in this world — those who had died because of the Creator's twisted games.

"Thank you for your help," I muttered softly. I didn't know if their souls had guided me here to empower me or to consume me, but none of that mattered now. What mattered was that I had recovered, and because of this place, I had achieved the impossible.

"Let me free all of you..." I whispered. With my hand raised, a massive sphere of golden fire flared into existence above my palm. It was the same flame the Goddess of Fire, Agnia, had once wielded during her reign over this world — a divine flame said to burn away curses, chains, and all that bound the soul. If there was a fire that could set them free, this was it.

The golden fireball shot down from the sky like a meteor, crashing into the earth with a thunderous roar. The impact shook the ground, sending tremors rippling through the land as flames engulfed everything in sight. The flowers turned to ash, and the earth smoldered with golden embers.

When everything calmed, I blinked in disbelief. Whether it was a hallucination or something else entirely, I couldn't say for sure — but there they were, countless spectral figures standing across the field of ashes. A massive army, easily numbering in the hundreds of thousands, all watching me in silence. Their faces held no anger or resentment. Instead, they smiled, their eyes filled with warmth, gratitude, and hope. One by one, they began to fade, their forms turning to faint wisps of light that drifted upward and vanished into the sky.

"Rest well..." I muttered as the last of them disappeared, never to return again.