Odyssey of the Blind God

"Come back home…" The Oracle whispered, nibbling on her lower lip as she watched the sleeping God.

Nial's eyelid twitched, almost as if he was actually able to hear the Oracle. Her whispers rang through his ears, but nothing seemed to change at the end of the day.

"Please…come back…" Hana joined as well, pleading to Nial.

Even though she hadn't been close to Nial in the last few decades, he had always been there for her. Nial may actually not remember much about Hana, but that was definitely not the case for her. Hana had always found consolation in Nial's words and actions.

Looking back to Nial's sister, his friend, his father, and the other people that could be found in the large hall, Hana sighed deeply.

Everyone was worried about his current state.

One day he fell asleep and he never woke up again.

At first, no one really noticed that something was odd.

Despite being a God, Nial created his Divinity not too long ago. Adding that his Cursed Divinity was a little bit different from the norm and that he had just devoured a Divine God, a bunch of Ancient Gods, and dozens of ordinary Gods, it couldn't be considered odd to feel the need for rest.

But it was not long after that Nial's 'rest' turned into a deep slumber before it finally evolved into an eternal sleep.

Nobody could actually do something about Nial's eternal sleep. Even finding out the cause of his sudden slumber was difficult.

At the end of the day, Princess Evalyne and the Greater Forest Dragon had to combine their power inside a branch of Yggdrasil to scan Nial's body.

There, they found something amiss. A golden flower had blossomed inside his Cursed Divinity.

That was certainly not normal, and it was also not something they could cure. After all, they didn't really know what was going on with Nial.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye, yet he was still asleep. Sometimes, he showed signs of reacting to the words of the people in his surroundings, but those occasions were very rare.

After he moved the first time, a place had been constructed for him. It was a large hall, engraved with various runic constellations.

The runic constellations measured his health and responses to certain words, actions, and people around him.

That way, they found out that the presence of three particular people, and the words they issued created certain responses.

Nial was sleeping soundly in the large hall. He was in the center of the large hall with everyone's attention pulled to him, staring at him blankly.

Everyone had question marks in their eyes.

Hana felt helpless. She hoped that Nial would react to her voice as well but nothing really happened. Hana thought to have seen Nial flinch, however, that might have been her desperation.

She, the Oracle, and the Royal Princess of the Elven race were the only people who could cause a response from Nial's side. Thus, it was only obvious that Hana hoped for a positive result.

Unfortunately, this was not something she received. Her expectations and hopes had been crushed, once again.

They really needed Nial and his power right now. His Devils were not listening to anyone other than the Commanders of the Devil Army and Nial Orin, the God of Gluttony, Darkness, and Destruction.

"Your rest was long enough. You should come back to us…we miss you…" The Royal Princess stepped forward at this moment.

She was the Royal Princess of all Elven races, an individual who ought to be respected and show dignity and the presence of a royal epitome.

However, right now, she looked like a maiden in distress. A woman in love, looking at her crippled lover with tears in her eyes.

Her soft hands reached out to Nial's cold cheek, caressing them gently.

It was almost like a lover's touch, an attempt to warm his heart and body.

But Nial didn't move, at first.

His expressionless facial features moved. It was not much, but his stiffened and cold face turned smoother. It was almost as if the tension in his body slowly dispersed.

But that was not everything that happened.

Something small and inconspicuous spread through his body, exactly at the center of the chest where the Soul Space of Nial Lacardia was located.

Nobody sensed the change inside Nial's body since they were only focused on the small changes in his expression.

Unfortunately, he still didn't wake up

"Wake up…your people need you. We need you."

Princess Evalyne said while looking out of the large hall's windows.

The Devils were standing there, organized, patiently waiting for their Lord and Master to return and command them.

The Devil Army didn't listen to anyone but Nial and his Commanders…but who were these commanders in the first place?

Nial had yet to distribute the Devil Army into proper Units, let alone proclaim someone in his Devil's Army as the rightful Commanders.

And that was where the biggest problem was buried.

The Devil Army was there, millions of them. But that was not all. There were more.

Not only was the Devil Army present but there was also the Army of Angels, an Army of the Heligav race, and tens of other races, which had focused on their development on the Origin.

Their plan had been to use the youngling state of Jundra and expand their territory slowly but steadily until the Origin would have regained its former glory.

However, the return of the Devil Army, the Gigaloran Galaxies added to the 'awakening of the God of Darkness' as everyone began to label it, was something the races in the surrounding areas began to worry about.

They sieged Orion Shelter and initiated highly destructive attacks every now and then.

It was only because of the tireless efforts of everyone involved that Orion Shelter was still standing.

There was only one question; how long would the shelter be able to stay strong?

"Nial Orin…it's time to let go," Hana, the Royal Princess, and the Oracle said synchronized before even realizing it.

Their eyes widened and they looked at each other as if they wanted to ask 'how did we end up saying the exact same'.

However, before they could speak their thoughts out loud, Nial began to move.

He began to move, but his movements were sluggish.

It was almost as if he was still caught in his dream.

Or…was he still sleeping?

Did their effort finally pay off?

Just when everyone thought that Nial was about to wake up, he fell back onto the bed and returned to eternal sleep.

Heavy expressions covered the faces of the present people.

However, what they couldn't know was a decisive change inside Nial's Cursed Divinity.

The first pedal of the golden flower had fallen to the ground.

The flower began to wither, and the time passing on Nial's side accelerated drastically.

It was almost as if a movie flashed through Nial's head as the happenings of the following months, years, and decades swamped his mind.

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