Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking
Chapter 621 - 621: Questions for the Void

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'It's that easy...'

Cedric released a breath after he received the feedback from the sword. It's done. The main consciousness of the void was enslaved successfully, and he barely had to lift a finger to do so...well, except locking himself up for three years straight to create the seal, of course.

"It's done," he told his comrades.

They all looked at him in disbelief.

"Really?" The Primal Beast Chancellor asked.

"Yeah, really." Cedric smiled. "The main consciousness of the void has turned to our slave. It won't pose any problem anymore."

"That's..." Silas trailed off.

"Too easy, I know." Cedric finished his words for him. "Well, it gave me time, so..."

Yes. The worst thing Cedric's enemies could do was to give him time. The Demon Race gave him time to develop; he eradicated them. They Void Creatures, the Void Prince, and the main consciousness of the void made that same mistake, and it cost them dearly. So, really, the worst thing they could do was to give him time to adjust and grow.

"Let's go in. But we'll only send our clones for now, just to be safe," Cedric suggested, and the others had no problem with that.

And thus, their clones appeared here as well.

Cedric lifted the seal, opening up the womb for entry, and sent the clones in while the main bodies remained stationed outside, waiting for whatever happens next.

As soon as the clones arrived on the other side, they were struck by the deep sense of emptiness. Compared to the entirety of the void, including the darkness at its heart, what's around them was a step beyond that.

It was so jarring that it stunned them for a while. And while they might only be clones of Primordials, they're not really that far off, so for them to feel this way says a lot about this place.

'Yep, it would've been a nightmare to confront the main consciousness of the void in this place,' Cedric thought to himself after this experience. The others might be thinking the same thing.

Then, Cedric sensed the location of the sword, and it wasn't long before he saw it.

It couldn't be mistaken for something else; after all, there's quite literally nothing here, just a pitch-black void.

But aside from the sword, Cedric felt something else...a presence...

It's there. Watching them with rapt attention and respect. It exuded a humble stance, keeping its distance and waiting for them to approach it instead.

Cedric began walking towards the sword with the others in tow. Well, they didn't really walk, more like floated, but that's basically the same thing in this place.

When he arrived right before the sword, it flew to his hand like an obedient pet. That's when he heard a deep and ancient voice echoing in his head.

Owner...

A sharp tingle scratched his brain in a strange way. This word wasn't said in a language he knew, but he understood it anyway.

It sounded different to others, though. The other chancellors reacted differently when they heard its voice. To them, it sounded offensive, and it involuntarily caused them to be wary and alert. They looked as if they were ready to fight at any given moment.

"Relax, guys. It just greeted us," Cedric said.

"You can understand it?" Chancellor Igor was astonished.

"Yeah. And no, I don't know how. Here, connect your thoughts to mine; I'll act as a translating app for you." Cedric's clone connected to them telepathically, a connection that they all accepted, before he returned his attention to the main consciousness of the void.

"I can't speak your language yet. But can you understand me?"

Yes, sir. I can.

Cedric felt that familiar scratch on some parts of his brain. Before he continued, he looked to his comrades and asked if they could understand it now, and they all nodded. Then, he continued:

"Great. First, I'd like to ask, have you sent an SOS to your creator?"

I wanted to, but it was too late. And I wouldn't do so anymore unless you specifically instructed me to.

"Alright, from now on, you'll tell me if you ever receive any instruction from your creator, and I'll tell you how you'd respond. Is that clear?"

Yes, sir.

"Okay. Now that that's out of the way, tell me, what's out there?"

It's called the Primitive Universe, sir. It's vast and seemingly endless. Many have tried to explore its true depths and expanse, but none has ever succeeded.

Just like in your realm, there are many life forms out there, and they're all competing for hegemony over the Primitive Universe. But because the Primitive Universe is so big, some of them wouldn't even meet each other in all their lives.

Currently, there are five known Chaos Realms within the Primitive Universe; the distance between each Chaos Realm was immense, so much so that one could spend their entire life trying to cross the gap but still won't make it.

All five of these Chaos Realms are already pretty close to each other, but even so, it is said that even with all of them combined, their size wouldn't even cover a quarter of the Primitive Universe's size.

At least, that's what I've been told. I'm not sure how legitimate this information is, though, since I haven't personally traveled around, and I'm bound by duty.

Hearing it from Tirso was one thing, but hearing it being admitted by the main consciousness of the void was completely on another level.

The information was overwhelming and stifling. They couldn't even begin to imagine just how big the Primitive Universe truly was. The Primeval Scarlet Dust Realm was big, but any one of them could cross it with just a single step. Similarly, the void was also big, yet it doesn't make any difference.

They used to think that they'd peaked. That they've seen all this world could offer and nothing would surprise them anymore. But Tirso's revelation shattered their preconceived notions about their existence. It turns out that they're truly missing out on a lot.

Cedric took a deep breath and asked, "Alright, which one of these five Chaos Realms are we in? Also, tell us about who created you and your intentions for keeping us here."

We are at the edge of the Heavenly Star Chaos Realm. My creator is called Odin—he's a Heavenly Venerate of a race called 'Caregivers.' He created me and you to help with his enlightenment of the Heavenly Law of Life and Death.

Those words rendered Cedric silent. A tired sigh escaped from him before asking:

"So you mean to say that we were created so that this person can understand the deeper meaning of a Concept Law?"

Yes, sir. I couldn't have said it better.

Cedric knew that the main consciousness of the void wasn't trying to mock them. This was its attempt at currying his favor, yet it still sounded improper. He ignored it, though, because his mind was reeling about this discovery.

Well, he certainly didn't get up this morning looking forward to facing an existential crisis, but here he was, experiencing it anyway.

Whoever this 0din was must be an incredibly strong individual. Because even Cedric wouldn't casually create an elaborate and extremely complicated system like this just for the sole purpose of understanding a concept of law.

"Tell me, if your creator knew about this...about what we did, what would be our outcome?"

I'm not sure, sir.

The main consciousness of the void sounded apologetic when it said this.

I was never close to Sir Odin. He created me and this entire place with a single thought and bestowed me purpose. He never came to this place personally since he never needed to.

Actually, it's been a million years since the last time I heard from him. Though I'm not a hundred percent confident, I'm pretty sure he had completely forgotten about me and this place. If not, then he should be in seclusion that can last for millions of years more.

As for knowing all this...I don't think he'd do anything drastic. He's...above us. There's already so many creatures roaming around this chaos realm; adding more won't hurt nor cause a lack of space or too much conflict. So I don't think there's anything for you to worry about.

It's surprising how helpful this thing was...and talkative too, but of course it had no choice since Cedric already enslaved it. Proving everything it knows was its way of currying favor with him.

"That's comforting at least." Cedric sighed in relief.

He doesn't really have any strong opinion towards that person named 0din. Even if he does, he's not qualified based on the assumptions he has so far in terms of the difference between their status. Cedric and all living beings, including the Void over here, were all creations of that person. In that person's eyes, all of them are the same, ants that he could trample anytime he pleases.

If anything, his presumed indifference works just fine with Cedric.

Now that all of this was out of the way, Cedric asked the most important question of all...

"Are we allowed to go out there?"

Of course, you are, sir. But right now, I wouldn't suggest it.