Will of chaos-Chapter 1651: Cap 1649: What did you define as strength

"I find it laughable that you dare try to dominate my Soul with such a ridiculous weakness as a soul!!" (Arsan)

The Representation of his Soul was colossal, I was unable to contemplate its full size, colossal was already an understatement at this stage.

But this was surprising, this is because I realized that this space was a representation created by the collision of our Souls, an intermediate space that cannot even be considered within his Soul.

"You can say whatever you want, but the ritual has already been performed, you cannot block my entry." (Me)

I go forward floating towards his eye, it was strange to fly towards an eye, but as soon as we came into contact it was like diving into an ocean.

I could feel him trying to block me from entering, but this is not like the time I fought Yntra or how it happened with the Evil God in the past, I am not fighting the Soul of the enemy in front of me, this is because I have already invaded his Soul.

All around me, darkness reigned, but little by little, ropes of light appeared as I advanced, these strands of light increased in number until they formed a tapestry of a landscape around me, an image of a house in the middle of a field with clouds of dust.

Then suddenly it appeared as a metallic liquid running down part of the tapestry until it appeared in front of me forming only part of the head of a Dragon with immense murderous intent directed at me.

"You played your cards well, knowing your weakness took away all possibility for me to fight." (Arsan)

"I am not ashamed to admit the strength of my enemies, I am not capable of fighting you physically and I could not take risks this time." (me)

"You traveled through many universes and fought against many types of Dragon, I could not take the risk of fighting against your Soul." (me)

"This ritual has always been to subdue your Soul from within, corrupt your Soul with a Curse of control, the only issue is how deep I can reach with these Curses in your Soul which will dictate my level of control over you." (me)

Around me the Curse was already beginning to spread, part of the tapestry was already slightly scorched while the Starfire spread more slowly as a representation of my Curse.

There was nothing to do, I do not choose the form of the Curse or my Soul, they are things more instinctive than a thought, the Starfire is something that has become a symbol of my power while my body has become its Dragon form in this place.

"Do you really think I will allow you to stay here? This is still my Soul!!" (Arsan)

"So resist or not, this is the most you can do, but you can no longer fight like you did before." (me)

Her anger becomes more apparent as her liquid metal body seems to bubble, provoking strong emotions and especially if they are negative it only benefits me since it makes it easier for the Curse to spread.

This is similar to when I performed Adella’s rebirth, in her case I performed a purification on her Soul by getting rid of her dark emotions from past traumas consuming her sanity, but now I am doing the opposite, I am corrupting a Soul with a Curse of submission.

"(Master... over there...)" (Hinata)

I feel my hand suddenly heat up, when I lift it I see a White Serpent with closed eyes wrapped around my wrist with an Eclipse symbol shining on the back of my hand.

This Serpent is Hinata’s mark who placed her seal on Arsan’s Soul while the Eclipse symbol represents the ritual that I control.

"(I’m too shallow... I need to go deeper.)" (me)

"Arsan, this fight was never about who’s stronger, how does it feel to see all your power being useless?" (me)

"Arrogant boy!!!" (Arsan)

As I speak, I start swimming and remember that I have no legs, changing from my human form straight to the Dragon form like that left me a little disoriented and no matter how much I provoke Arsan, his resistance is not as useless as I say, I feel the whole time a great weight on top of me as if it were crushing my mind or as if something was squeezing my heart, the power inside his Soul is almost acid to my own Soul, only the Will is preventing my Soul from becoming that being corrupted.

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Spreading my wings and heading in the direction the White Serpent pointed, I feel as if I’ve teleported, the threads, ropes and tapestry are left behind as endless statues reveal themselves from the darkness as if I were in a museum.

These statues are all of Dragons of different types being devoured, it didn’t take a genius to understand what I was seeing here, not when I could feel the emotions contained in each of these statues which are satisfaction, pleasure, satiety, happiness, hunger, pride and accomplishment.

Strangely each of these statues had no name, the plaques at the bottom were all blank or worn away by time.

"You will join them, but one among many..." (Arsan)

Arsan in his liquid metal form seems to be unaffected by gravity or anything like that in this place, it’s not like those things actually exist within a Soul, but the way he moves still causes me discomfort.

These were the Dragons that Arsan had devoured, it was clear to me, they were displayed here as if it were a trophy room, an exhibition of everything that had been accomplished.

"So this is what you’re proud of? Defeated opponents?" (me)

"Opponents? Hahahaahaha..." (Arsan)

"There were never any Opponents among them, this is a menu of the best flavors I’ve ever tasted, some were so delicious that they made me salivate even today just remembering them." (Arsan)

"(Touch...)" (Hinata)

"..." (me)

Hinata seemed to know what to do and where to go better than I did, as soon as I touched one of the statues it was as if I had spread seeds that grew into vines, leaves and flowers all red with blood.

These plants had not only spread across one statue but were also spreading across the others while the statues themselves seemed to crack as they were rapidly wearing away.

This made the entire space tremble as a red mist slowly formed around it, I could feel the Eclipse mark on my hand burning more intensely than before causing a deep pain as if it were a backlash against what I was doing to Arsan.

"(This didn’t happen to Adella, what the hell is this!!!)" (me)

I just had to concentrate better to realize, Anomalous Power.

Everywhere my sense spread was like seeing an Apocalypse, if everything I was seeing was built on top of a ruined land, the air was toxic, the environment deteriorated on its own and the space itself seemed to collapse in on itself.

That was his Soul, but it seemed to be in a constant state of destruction by the Anomalous power and as it corrupted his Soul I was also being affected as if I was touching acid each time.

"What, can’t handle a little destruction!?" (Arsan)

"..." (me)

As if he had realized what was happening to me, Arsan wraps himself around me, but he can’t touch me. Starfire covers my body, pushing him away. Even so, without caring, he avoids the flames as his body seems to expand, with his head inches from my face.

"I’m fine, it’s not the first time my Soul has been hurt and these scratches are insignificant, but you can’t say the same, can you?" (me)

"You can act strong all you want, but my Soul is strengthened by all the Dragons I’ve devoured, their Souls have become food for me, just as you will be." (Arsan)

"(Behind...)" (Hinata)

The Serpent on my wrist turns its head back and I realize that it was the same direction that Arsan was covering with his liquid form. It seems that he was trying to redirect me to another direction in his Soul and he would have succeeded if it weren’t for me having a guide.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING!?" (Arsan)

I turned around and started walking backwards, the flames around me pushing Arsan’s liquid metal form away as if it were a barrier as he walked, he tried to stop me but was only dragged along with me, while the Eclipse on the back of my hand burned even more intensely as if my hand was being melted.

Crack!!

I soon felt something break as I passed through the darkness disappeared, what was shown was a land bathed in blood, Dragon bones forming mountains or scattered everywhere, pieces of metal rising above the bones or the surface of the blood as if they were parts of scattered armor, it was a place of pure north and destruction, but there was something beyond that, power.

In the skies a mass of pure power formed in the form of a Dragon as it flew among the stars of the sky as if ignoring the devastation that existed down here.

"This is your power!? Why do all I see are remains!? What has your power ever created!? What has this power given you besides hunger and destruction!!?" (me)

"Power is not the means, it is the goal... only power can speak loudly among all existence!!" (Arsan)

"That’s why I am strong while you resort to tricks and luck to have a chance against me!!!" (Arsan)

"Your definition of strength is a joke!" (me)

Luck was something I never had, I never counted on something like this, my entire plan was based on the arrogance and pride they have thinking they are the top of the food chain.

"Strength cannot be stolen from others, it comes from you, it is acquired with your Will and not by stealing power from others!!!" (me)

Now I understand what I was seeing, looking up, the Dragon made of the mass of accumulated power was flying between the stars destroying everything in its path, but as it destroys everything, the blood and bones of this place are used to repair the damage caused, it is constantly healing its Soul using the remains of the Souls of the Dragons it devoured because its Soul as well as its body cannot support the power it possesses, that is why its hunger is never satisfied, if it stops eating not only will its body die, its own Soul will be destroyed.

"You never understood what strength is!!!" (me)