Nameless King

Whooooooooosh.

Wain walked through the paintings as he found himself on top of a hill with tall, dense green grass that offered a beautiful view of Lands of the Gods.

“Unbelievable…” Wain muttered while in disbelief as a massive scarlet pillar of energy appeared in the distance as if from blood, “The Gods actually live here?”

‘Yeah… However, you have to understand something. God is not some invincible being, it’s more complicated than you imagine.’ Abyss Artist said in a serious voice as he separated from Wain and appeared beside the tree, leaning against it.

‘Well, then be kind enough to tell me more about it. Since it seems best not to rush into action now.” Wain said as an excited smile appeared on his face.

From time to time there was a shaking like that of a great earthquake. In the sky, there were occasional powerful flashes, each one exuding an indescribable aura that surpassed that of the monster in Death Shore. Wain just wanted to enjoy this sight before moving on.

“Sure, this isn’t the best time to jump into the thick of things. It’s just chaos, totally out of control.” Abyss Artist said in a calm voice as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Hah, didn’t you start all this?” Wain grinned and glanced at Abyss Artist.

“Well, you’re right. I did it, and everyone knows it!” The Abyss Artist exclaimed with a mad smirk on his face as his eyes opened wide, then he calmed down and said, “I’m getting carried away… Okay, let’s begin. First of all, you have to understand that the Fifth Chronicle creatures are many times stronger than the others. The gap between Fifth Chronicle and Fourth Chronicle is bigger than between Third Chronicle and First Chronicle.”

Wain nodded. Even though the monster in Death Shore was seriously wounded and had only a fraction of his true power, it was still a deadly battle that Wain barely won. Then he realized a little bit about how powerful Fifth Chronicle creatures can really be.

“Fifth Chronicle is the end of the road. There is no Sixth Chronicle or anything like that.” Abyss Artist spoke with a serious expression.

“Ah…? After I evolve I won’t be able to get stronger anymore?” Wain asked with a confused look while in disbelief.

He had been through many battles, amazing events, and encounters, but he didn’t feel like he was anywhere near the edge of strength. It seemed to him that there was still plenty of room for growth ahead.

“Not really. Fifth Chronicle, like the other levels, is divided into several stages, so didn’t think that if you reached Fifth Chronicle you’d be invincible. You’ve probably met a few Fifth Chronicle ones before and you should know that they’re not equal to each other at all.” Abyss Artist said as he stared at Wain.

Wain wondered. He saw several Dragons, Aurora and also Sven, Marlis, and Osvald. They were the strongest creatures he had ever met.

‘Hmm… Aurora was strong, but something tells me she was not up to Sven’s level. His aura is peculiar, secretive but all-consuming…’ Wain muttered inwardly as he nodded slightly.

‘Anyway, the first stage is called Absolute. When you evolve and reach the Fifth Chronicle, you too will become Absolute, that’s the initial stage for anyone who has reached the last Chronicle.” Abyss Artist said in a slow voice while staring at Wain as though he was hiding something.

“They are the weakest of the Fifth Chronicle, right?” Wain asked with a serious look.

“Yeah… Most of the creatures in Lands of the Gods, especially the monsters, are on the Absolute Stage.” The Abyss Artist nodded in a confident manner.

‘That monster in Dragon Ridge… It must have been Absolute, otherwise, its aura would have been much stronger. Damn, the more Abyss Artist speaks, the more I realize how weak I still am.’ Wain said to himself as he frowned.

“The Absolute Stage is just the beginning. Next comes what you’ve already been crushed to fight, the Demigod Stage.” The Abyss Artist said as his eyes became icy, “I’ll be honest with you. If that monster hadn’t been wounded, causing its power to be severely limited, it would have killed you in a few attacks. That’s the power of Demigod.”

“Sure. I understand that. Anyway, I’m not going to stop. I have to get stronger to get answers to my questions.” Wain said with a serious look as his aura intensified.

“Good answer. Well, now we come to the very end. This is the God Stage. You should already know what you have to do to reach this level, besides the abnormal amount of energy.” Abyss Artist uttered.

“Yeah… Someone with dictatorial tendencies told me that. To become God I must have followers. They have to believe in me as it will turn into a unique energy that will elevate me to a new level, isn’t it?” Wain asked as he waved his hand.

“You said it right.” Abyss Artist shrugged as though God Stage wasn’t worth the time. ｂｏ𝚟𝚕.

“God Stage…” Wain muttered, “You said God wasn’t an invincible being, but you also said it was the end. Is there something you’re not telling me? I know there’s another way to power besides the cult that’s just as good, maybe even better.”

The Abyss Artist was silent for a while, then he glanced at Wain as though trying to pierce him with his gaze, and with a slight sigh said, “Yeah, of course, you know.”

“Nameless King was stronger than those on the God Stage, I’m sure of that, but he had a different path to strength, didn’t he? Tell me what it’s called and how to achieve it.” Wain said with a deadly serious look while dense dark energy emanated from him.

Wain knew from Aurora that it was necessary to achieve 100% blood purity, but for him, it was a condition for evolution, so it was not all that Nameless King did.

“Okay. I’ll tell you about a level that counts higher than the God Stage. About the power that Nameless King was the first to discover, the power that all the Pillar Progenitors, the strongest monsters, and the mightiest Arkans have followed.” Abyss Artist uttered as his eyes grew deeper.

Abyss Artist stared at Wain and said, “I will tell you about the Transcendence Stage.”