Bab 38: Prophecy Part 1

Pythia sat before a table with a container of black liquid and a raven's feather, fearful about what she was about to do.

Her Genetic Ability is something that Athena was shocked about for the longest, as it defied what one would expect of a Genetic Mutation.

Genetic Mutation, even the good ones are within the realm of reasons. Not Pythia's though.

Pythia's ability is called , which allows her to see the future, but the future she sees is one in a million. Whatever future she sees, once she writes it down, the chance of it happening increases to one in a thousand.

This is similar to when oracles spoke of a prophecy, the more the masses believe it to be true the more likely for it to happen. This is a subconscious thing, the more one wants something to exist, the more likely it will happen, the opposite is also true.

Gaining a Genetic Mutation gave her a long lifespan of two hundred years, many fold over mortals, but looking at her ability, her lifespan seems insignificant.

Every time she activates her ability, her lifespan would shorten depending on the future she sees.

According to Athena, there has never been an ability that could see the future, nor was it something that a human or Enchanted should possess.

This might be fate protecting itself, by limiting the use of this gift.

Imagined that everyone had power capable of destroying mountains, how long would it take before the world was destroyed? Especially since the world couldn't repair itself.

It made sense for there to be consequences to using an ability.

Zeus, who is the first Enchanted human, possessed many abilities, unlike his descendants that only possess one. His long lifespan, that even after a thousand years did not show signs of decreasing, made him a formidable being. To how strong he was, he might as well be the god of the world, while his descendants are demigods in comparison.

Breathing in and out, Pythia controlled her breathing, as she activated her ability, making her pupils disappear, turning ghostly white.

Images started to appear before her eyes, appearing like stars, with one of them shining the brightest. She was surprised seeing this because this has only happened when she chooses a future she wants to happen.

[First Heaven; the Supreme Heaven dedicated to the Father of Creation, the Lord of Beginning and the inevitable End.

Second Heaven, the Heaven of the True Gods, the palace of the Immortal Gods, false devotees shall perish, while the true believers ascend.

Pillars of the First Heaven, descend they must, to bring forth the sons and daughters of the world.

Heavenly Father of the Skies, Ruler of the Second Heaven, and ancestor of the gods, why make the Earthly Mother despair in pain? Do you wish to see the world burned?

Earthy Mother, Mother of Ten Thousand, First of the Pillars, She who is sweeter than the honey of divine bees, why give birth to those of no worth?

Dweller of the Eternal Depths, Master of the Seas and Ocean; all those who show disrespect be warned; the eyes of the Vengeful Tyrant rests upon you.

The Omnipresent Darkness which resides everywhere shall remake Himself to one worthy of worship. The Darkness shall change its form, from which those who wish to create oaths shall abide.

Mistress of Night, Ruler of the night emissararys, your fury shall break open the Earth, day shall cease to be, as night remains eternal, and the end of days begin.

He who cannot be mentioned, neither through writing, words or thought, He is the forever diligent punisher of souls, loyal to the Father and the cleanser of sin.]

Her fingers gripped the papyrus as she wrote down the scenes she saw. Her fear grows as she keeps writing.

Each being she described, the shorter her lifespan got.

Originally she was supposed to live for 200 years, of which her current age only accounts for 20 of the 200. However, with the activation of her ability, she only had 50 years of life left. Each being claimed 21 years of her life.

Her hair turned gray, and her face sunken, as the visible toll started to reflect on her body.

Looking at the papyrus, she didn't remember exactly the process of how she wrote these words, it was like something or someone controlled her and forced her to write it.

Looking at the first line, 'Father of Creation' made her suspect He had something to do with this, however, that should be impossible.

Gods do not exist, the only being that could be considered a god is Zeus, and he is but a powerful Enchanted Human.

False devotees perish, while the true believers shall ascend. What does this mean? Because I have seen the future, will this one happen? Or could it be that gods have always walked the Earth?

Standing up, Pythia rolled the papyrus up, beckoning one of the owls Athena had left her. Equipping the owl with a well-designed carrier, she places the roll-up papyrus inside of it.

The owl took off, flying in a circle above the temple before flying in a specific direction.

Watching the owl fly away, worry grip Pythia, as she senses that the coming days may not be calm anymore.

So far, the third first part of the prophecy and maybe the first and second came through, leaving seven.

What will the Twelve Seat think of this? Will they find a way to halt or will they encourage this prophecy?

With how things are, they control the world, all things were something they knew or had some influence in.

The rulers of each city, wars, everything fall in line as they require it to be, however with new players coming to the board, war is bound to happen, two emperors cannot rule a mountain.

———

Getting the go-ahead from Ainz, Chrono, floating above the land, waving his hand, causing time to reverse years back into the past.

Controlling time is something easy for him, time was engraved into his mind.

The region he was above, froze in time, before everything became grey, and slowly started to move backward, before speeding up, causing afterimages.

People that died, or will die rose from the ground, slowly regaining youth before becoming babies that return to their mothers, before they too started to regain youth, the process repeated constantly, before Chrono stopped as his mana pool became empty.

Around him were other Undead that could control time but not to the degree of a Lord of Time.

While he alone focuses on one region, they must work together to have the same result, simply because they were weaker than Chrono.

None of the Primordial Gods noticed this, as they didn't have powers related to time, nor were they powerful enough to resist it.

———

Inside the Gate, Ainz observes the situation and rubs his chin in a thinking manner. His current plan was to create the Christian, and the Norse mythology, as these would bring enough interest to him, until he decides to create the other religions.

Dominion was constantly on his mind, but he knew he didn't have enough manpower, even with the Floor Guardians, so he was thinking of capturing a god of Celeste.

If he captures one, he could dissect them, gaining knowledge that he lacked.

Chrono gained the knowledge he currently had from observing the gods, what if one could understand them on a deeper level?

From what Chrono had said, the gods are tied to the Dominion, if he could find a way to sever the connection to the world, he could attempt to capture one.

These gods are not like his so-called Gods, they were real. They have tremendous power, so he had to be careful of who he captured.