NOVEL NEXT Chapter 38: ch 33
Chapter 33: The Birth of the Evil Realm
I stood atop a mountain that had not existed before.
This world—my prison—was vast, filled with boundless energy, untouched by time as I once knew it. The rivers shimmered with liquid chakra, the sky stretched infinitely above, and the land breathed with life I had not placed here myself.
This was a world that would never cease growing, a world nurtured by the energy it absorbed from the outside.
My world.
But it had no order.
No structure.
It was simply a limitless plane of existence, filled with chaos and potential.
That would change today.
The Foundation of a New Order
I raised my hand, gathering the natural energy into my grasp. The ground rumbled beneath me, as if responding to my will.
I focused, molding the raw energy into something tangible. Something that would shape this realm into what I desired.
The Sun.
A great sphere of pure, condensed natural energy manifested in the sky, radiating light and warmth across the vast land. It would sustain life, nurture the world, and serve as the eternal source of power in this place.
The Moon.
A dark celestial body formed opposite to the Sun, absorbing excess energy and keeping the balance. A realm of shadows and tranquility, meant for those who wished for solitude.
The Stars.
Scattered across the infinite sky, glowing orbs of energy took shape, each one serving as a beacon, guiding lost souls through the darkness of this world.
The Planets.
I created smaller celestial bodies, each orbiting around the central world upon which I stood. These would serve as new lands, waiting to be filled with purpose.
And finally—
I looked down upon the vast expanse beneath me.
This land, this prison, this realm of my own making—
I would name it the Evil Realm.
A world for those who had been cast aside.
A world for those who had suffered betrayal.
A world for those who, like me, had once believed in something—only to have it torn away.
A Realm for the Betrayed
I clenched my fist.
I would not rot away in this place.
No—this would become a sanctuary for those who had suffered like I had.
A realm where betrayal was a mark of strength, not weakness.
A world where the abandoned could rise anew.
One day, this realm would not be empty.
One day, I would fill it with those who had been forsaken, those who had been cast out by the very people they once called family, friend, or comrade.
One day… I would return to the outside world.
And when I did—
Those who had betrayed me would learn the true meaning of fear.
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To Be Continued…l