Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 411: The Goddess of Harmony – Over Ten Millenia

Another Century passed since the beginning of the Era of the One.

Eras was something that would encompass a full cycle or in other words, one trillion years. And with that, Ash had slowly begun to remove the curtains, but not fully.

Much like Celeste told Mika and Elias, things wouldn’t truly kick off until now 1,400 years. That was primarily because Ash wanted a few of his children to be active and grow within his own verse before bringing them outside.

Another reason was because many constructs were still being made by his wives and the other Pantheon members.

And currently, within the Universe of Harmony, Sonna was doing exactly that.

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She walked through the Land of Harmony.

Not everyone was making things like Kaelthyr or Celeste; the main aim was to create something that embodied true diversity.

In this place, it perfectly reflected Sonna.

Endless fields of white and soft-gold daisies stretched as far as the eye could see, their petals glowing faintly, as if holding onto bits of starlight.

There were gentle streams of crystal-clear water flowed between the flowers, singing soft, harmonious melodies that soothed the mind and spirit.

The sky stretched endlessly in a flawless blue, with soft golden clouds drifting unhurriedly, and the air itself seemed to breathe peace — untouched by blood, conflict, or chaos.

It was the sole sanctuary in the entire verse where cultivators could live and grow, far removed from all strife.

By her decrees, she made sure no wars, betrayals, or suffering would ever touch this sanctuary—only peace and harmony thrived here.

As Sonna walked barefoot through the daisies, her long blue hair flowing behind her like a river of calm.

Her serene blue eyes mirrored the purity of the land she had brought to life.

She stopped at the edge of a small hill, looking out over the vast, peaceful expanse.

A soft smile touched her lips.

“This should be enough for them,” she murmured. “A sanctuary where they can truly grow without the weight of the outside world crushing them.”

She lifted her hand slightly, and with a gentle wave, new wonders emerged across the land—hidden temples of pure white marble where cultivators could meditate and connect with the flow of harmony.

Tranquil lakes that mirrored not only the sky but the soul’s inner state, and floating pavilions where seekers of wisdom could meet and share insights free from ego or strife.

Every detail was crafted to foster balance, clarity, and deep inner peace.

Sonna lowered her hand, but she was not done.

“Creara, can you make me a few golems like Vesper?” She spoke.

Creara didn’t even show up.

However, in front of Sonna, countless golems emerged—tall, refined constructs carved from pristine white marble.

Observing their arrival, Sonna inclined her head in measured approval.

With deliberate grace, she summoned the Lantern she had once wielded to imprison the souls of the Everlasting Devils.

The ornate vessel drifted into her hand, its surface vibrating faintly with the restless energy of those it contained.

With a sweep of her opposite hand, she released them—not into freedom, but into form.

The spirits of the devils took shape as translucent, twisting apparitions, each still bearing the wounds from Aurora’s destruction.

When Sonna spoke, her voice was soft but carried an unshakable command.

“You’ll stay here as guardians, trapped in white and golden flames that burn without end for the wrongs you did to my daughter. You’ll feel every second of your punishment… and still, you’ll watch over this land.”

Her words carried a hint of irony, as they themselves had done nothing, yet their very existence was tied to the wrong clan.

FWOOOM!!!!!

White and golden flames surged around the assembled souls, enveloping them in an unending blaze that inflicted no physical pain yet delivered a ceaseless, inexorable torment.

It would never consume them entirely but only condemn them to perpetual punishment.

One of the leading devils, once a revered high-ranking ancestor, screamed in horror as the searing light grazed his incorporeal form.

“Who… who are you?! Release us!” he cried.

Another soul, a formerly proud clan elder, writhed in desperation, shouting,

“This is madness! We know nothing of your daughter!”

A third voice, brittle with fear, broke into a plea…. “We didn’t know!”

However, none of it reached Sonna’s ears. Although she was the Goddess of Harmony, her life had been filled with enough turmoil for her to become gullible.

While these beings truly didn’t know Aurora, it was only a matter of time. And when that time come, wouldn’t they search and try to kill her?

All of this was the reason members of the Ineffable Pantheon sought total destruction rather than a single life.

With a final, deliberate gesture, she commanded the hundreds of golems crafted by Creara to advance in flawless unison.

CLICK!

In that moment the flames all surged forward, driving each soul into the empty cores of the constructs.

One by one, the golems sealed with a soft, definitive click, imprisoning their new occupants.

Confined within these vessels, the devils stood immobile — sentinels of an unending vigil, guardians of the Land of Harmony.

They were incapable of movement, bereft of speech.

Only when someone dared to break the sacred rules of the Land of Harmony would the flames let them go, just long enough to restore peace… before pulling them back into their torment.

Sonna regarded her new guardians with a quiet sense of satisfaction.

“Now that’s done…. I’ll have husband put it somewhere to be found within Pantheos.”

Before she left, she took care of a few specific things, knowing her next destination was Ash’s palace.

He had made it clear that everyone was expected to arrive without clothes.

With a small blush, Sonna slipped the straps of her elegant blue dress off her shoulders.

The fabric slid down her body in one smooth motion, pooling at her feet and leaving her completely naked.

Her long blue hair cascaded over her bare skin and her figure — graceful, curvy and glowing…. stood unashamed in the pure realm she had created.

“With so many of us… this will be a long time indeed.” She muttered as she left.