Chapter 602: A Madman!

Chapter 600

As usual, time passed in a way that even Ray couldn’t understand.

Unbeknownst to him, three months of Celestial time had passed since his imprisonment.

And throughout those three months, all he did was talk to himself aloud.

He barely interacted with Elyon inside the Mindspace.

Most of the time, he either cursed at the First Ones and Edd or played around with his golden lasso, which was connected to a random weapon from his Inventory.

That was after training, though.

Over the past three months, Ray had completely immersed himself in training, repeating the same routines again and again without taking a single day off.

Whenever he grew tired, he would eat from his ladle, drink water, and play with his lasso, swinging it around the room in a manner that made it seem as though he was having fun.

At other times, he would sit around looking gloomy, his finger moving across the ground as though he were obsessed with something.

Day after day.

Week after week.

Ray had decided to create his own happiness rather than dwell on his problems.

What he didn’t know, however, was that for the past two months, he had been under the watchful eyes of the First Ones and even Edd.

They had been observing him twenty-four hours a day, looking for any signs of foul play.

But throughout that period, he hadn’t shown any indication that he was planning something unusual.

His routine had become so familiar to them that they had grown accustomed to watching him repeat the same activities over and over again like a madman.

Most times, he would sit down for several minutes before suddenly bursting into laughter while mumbling to himself.

Other times, he would abruptly break into a dance while chewing on a fruit from only the heavens knew where.

They had seen him summon weapons and all sorts of objects out of thin air so many times that they had begun to wonder if there was a crack somewhere in their space.

Sometimes, Edd would be discreetly sent into the room to investigate for any disturbances, but there was never anything out of the ordinary.

Eventually, they left Ray alone and stopped bothering to observe him.

They had universes to watch over, after all. They couldn’t afford to waste their time monitoring a madman.

It was clear to them that Ray had accepted his fate, and that was good. Since he could source food and water for himself, they wouldn’t have to take responsibility for his basic needs.

However, Edd remained curious and couldn’t help but keep an eye on the Tribrid. For some reason, there was something about him that continued to intrigue the Messenger.

There were even times when, in the middle of his usual sprints, the Tribrid would suddenly vanish from the room.

His aura, scent, and body would disappear as though he had never existed.

The first few times it happened, panic erupted throughout the Realm, and Edd was immediately sent to find him, no matter what.

But after a few minutes, Ray would always reappear in the room, only in a different direction, before sticking out his tongue at the Messenger.

He did this several times, deliberately worrying the First Ones and even Edd. And each time, they fell for it, leaving Ray to burst into maniacal laughter.

This was one of the reasons the First Ones had labelled him a madman and decided they wouldn’t waste any more time observing him.

That left the responsibility to Edd, who was expected to report anything that happened or any slight change in the Tribrid’s behaviour.

In a white space that stretched as far as the eye could see, Edd could be seen sitting on a white chair that almost resembled a throne.

His chin rested on his knuckles as he watched a holographic image of Ray’s holding room.

The Tribrid had just finished training and was now eating while moving his finger across the ground in a precise but controlled manner.

’Is that a new habit of his? Even though the room is bare, I can still recognise most of the places. He always returns here after training without fail. Has he unconsciously divided the space into different sections, marking out a bedroom, kitchen, dining area, and bathroom? Or is there something more?’

Edd’s brows drew closer for a moment, but he soon scoffed in exhaustion as something else began gnawing at his attention.

A fight.

’Can these Celestials just be civilised for once?!’

He angrily stood up from his throne, watching it dissolve into the ground before waving his hand and dispelling the hologram.

Then, he vanished from the room to settle whatever trouble had arisen.

.....

The moment Edd left his Celestial Domain, he reappeared in a golden hall filled with countless balls of energy.

Aside from the balls of energy that represented the Celestials, he could see countless pulsating orbs gathered in a corner of the hall, though he barely paid them any attention.

That was because, in the middle of the hall, a fight was taking place between two humanoid, glowing Celestials. The others had chosen not to interfere, preferring to watch the spectacle.

The fight was destructive, with abilities blazing all around the place, until Edd unleashed his aura in fury.

"...."

All eyes turned towards him, while the combatants froze in horror.

Who didn’t know Edd?

A Celestial who answered only to the First Ones.

Whenever he appeared, it meant he had been sent by the First Ones themselves, which made every single Celestial respect and fear him at the same time.

"Do you care to explain why the hell you’re fighting in here?!"

"Edd! It’s him! This bastard encroached on my territory without permission!" A Celestial who looked like an insect shouted.

"Tsk. Your territory had a lot of lifeforms, and I said I wanted to aid you a bit." Another Celestial, humanoid in form but completely devoid of a head, replied.

"It wouldn’t have been a problem if you had asked instead of secretly creating a rune that would transfer you there!"

"Is that true?" Edd inquired, lifting a brow at the humanoid Celestial, who trembled under his gaze.

"Well, my-My planet was dying, and I needed a new territory. I knew that if I had asked, he wouldn’t accept, so I decided to secretly plant myself there."

"You should know th—"

Edd froze, his brows twitching.

His eyes slowly widened as realisation dawned on him.

"Run-Rune? Dying? Secret? Shit!" he shouted before abruptly vanishing from the hall without offering any explanation.

"...."

The Celestials in the hall were confused by the reason for his sudden departure, but the combatants couldn’t care less as they resumed their fight.

.....

Edd reappeared, not in his own space, but in the holding room where Ray was imprisoned.

And the moment he arrived, his eyes widened.

A glowing circle had appeared on the ground, oozing with Celestial energy, while Ray hovered above it with a pair of transparent wings jutting out from his back.

His face was split into a devilish grin.

"You’re late, dude. Goodbye."

"Noooo!" Edd shouted, reaching forward.

The wings vanished from view, and lightning immediately bloomed across Ray’s body, sending him shooting into the glowing circle at terrifying speed.

Edd moved, but he wasn’t fast enough.

Ray’s head dissolved into the circle just as it began closing behind him, unable to remain active after he had passed through.

The Messenger skidded to a halt, his gaze sharpening.

His heart thudded with fear as he stared at the empty ground where Ray had sat day in and day out, moving his fingers in a systematic manner.

"DAMN IT! HOW DIDN’T I NOTICE?!"

For the first time in a while, Edd lost his composure. He slammed his knuckles into the wall with such force that it shuddered and rippled violently.

But then, it reformed, returning to normal and leaving him alone in the room.

Ray had escaped to heaven knew where.

Where did the portal lead? Edd had no idea.

"CURSE YOU, TRIBRID!" he screamed into the air before kicking the wall once and disappearing from the room.