Capítulo 16: The Daemon continent
Year 3000
In the newly emerged continent, a figure stood out against the stark landscape of a towering mountain that pierced the clouds.
HE was wearing a black robe which was as black as the night, with long silver hair cascading down to his waist and blood-red eyes that gleamed with an otherworldly light, he possessed a beauty that transcended mortal descriptions. This was Solarian.
Upon reaching the summit, Solarian settled himself on a rock, his demeanor as serene as the sky above him. "Let the fun begin," he declared, his voice calm yet carrying an undercurrent of anticipation.
As his words dissipated into the air, the continent stirred to life. Creatures of various forms began to materialize across the land, heralding the dawn of a new era.
At the heart of the continent, a plethora of daemon sub-races sprang into existence: demons, vampires, devils, orcs, ogres, and more. Solarian had imbued these beings with innate knowledge of magic and aura, granting them the tools to thrive and evolve in their new home.
Year 3100
A century had passed since the daemon race came into being. Although a hundred years might seem nor too bog nor too small amount of time in the lifespan of a race, the daemons had rapidly spread across the continent, marking every corner as their own.
The demons, devils, and their subordinate races claimed the northern and southern regions, creating strongholds in these areas.
The vampires and their kin, drawn to the shadows, migrated to the southern parts of the continent, where the sun's rays were a rare visitor.
The orcs, ogres, and other mid-tier sub-races carved out territories in the western region, establishing a patchwork of domains where each group lived and fight each other.
The central region of the continent became a neutral ground, a shared space where no single race laid claim because this was the region of the continent with most resources and minerals and no one wanted to let another race take it.
Solarian, who had been observing all this until now, suddenly stood up from the rock where he had been sitting for the past 100 years, and said, "Time to create that thing," as he disappeared from the mountain.
In a realm where time and space intertwine, Solarian, the supreme deity with long silver hair, stood observing the world of Elysora from a distance.
With a gesture of intention, he summoned a small sphere into the palm of his hand.
Without a moment's hesitation, he then transported himself into a realm of absolute void, where darkness reigned supreme and there was nothing apart from darkness, save for the light emanating from the sphere he held.
As if responding to Solarian's silent command, the sphere began to radiate with an intense light, growing exponentially in size until it transformed into a vast, new world.
This was no ordinary place; it was a realm birthed from the very essence of creation and imagination of a supreme deity, a world of reincarnation.
Solarian, now standing within this newly formed domain, witnessed the sky ablaze with red auroras, a captivating sight that added a mystic ambiance to the surroundings.
Below, a transparent path was created on the lands of this new world, leading to an awe-inspiring gate. This was no ordinary gate; it spanned hundreds of feet in height and width, an architectural marvel that marked the entrance to the cycle of reincarnation.
This world, meticulously crafted by Solarian, served a profound purpose. It was a realm where souls from the myriad creations of supreme deities would come, carrying with them the experiences and energies of their past lives.
As these souls traversed the transparent path, their spiritual and soul power was gently extracted, absorbed by the transparent path, also called the path of reincarnation and then will he absorbed by the supreme deity.
You might wonder, why would beings as powerful as supreme deities need the spirit and soul power of mortals?
The answer is not hard to understand but quite simple . Existence is boundless, existence is something which don't have any start nor any end and everything are under it be it time or space or any other law which govern the cosmos.
Within this infinite expanse, Existence sometimes gave birth to the ''Will of existence'' and when this ''Will of existence'' mix with a soul, a supreme deity is born.
However, these supreme deities, for all their might, begin their existence in a state akin to infancy.
Their spiritual and mental capacities, while extraordinary compared to other beings , are not fully matured.
This nascent state poses a risk, as the sheer number of lives within their creations could overwhelm them, leading to their dead and they could die an death akin to a death of a dog.
Thus, the world of reincarnation serves as a crucible, refining the spirit and soul power of countless beings into a form that supreme deities can absorb.
The actions of the supreme deities can be compared to an building an XP farm in Minecraft, designed solely for their benefit; beyond that, individuals hold no value to them.
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Shortly after the completion of the reincarnation world, numerous souls from Elysora began to make their way into it. They were all transported on the transparent path, The path of reincarnation, with information about the reincarnation gate already implanted in their minds.
As these souls walked toward the gate, each step on the translucent road seemed to absorb a bit of their spirit and soul power. Gradually, a transformative process took place, visible as a subtle glow emanated from them. When they finally entered the gate, they shimmered with an ethereal light before vanishing into the cycle of reincarnation.
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