"Enough power to break my reality?" Ryuk muttered, confusion lacing his tone.
But then the vortex sealed shut and vanished, restoring the sky to its calm, unbroken blue.
"I didn’t even get to say thank you for all of this..."
The essence in this space was incredibly pure and in a crazily concentrated amount.
The reason for that was simple: True Dragons had once resided in here.
If Isha and the rest were to regularly spend time here, like they once did when he had the Pet space, then their cultivation and evolution would undergo an incredible boost.
Besides, it felt good to finally have something like the Pet Space again.
He turned away from that and to the Violin in his grasp, and Ryuk could almost hear her words repeating:
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"The Violin of Meturasa has just a single God Ability: to change every beast it attracts into that of draconic blood."
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’This violin’s an artifact made from a God Tool. If that’s the case, then it should share the same ability.’
’She did say its effect might be weaker... but also that it can grow stronger.’
’The only problem is, I have no idea how.’
"Maybe the more I play and the more beasts it enchants, the more its power also grows...’ He thought, taking his seat on the ground, his back resting against the tree’s bark.
Once he felt at rest, his hands lifted the bow and set it gently upon the strings.
A soft melody bloomed through the garden, and as the notes carried on, Ryuk drifted once more into silent slumber.
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The ocean floor stretched endlessly, a graveyard of silence, where light itself might not reach.
The weight of water pressed down, layer upon layer, until the very thought of air felt like a memory.
FLICCCKKKERRR
In this place where not the slightest amount of light could be seen... something flickered.
Light... and it wasn’t just one silhouette of it either. It was an array of light, mostly bright pink and shimmering purple.
The glow rippled across the ground, as though something buried beneath the surface was releasing the refractions of light.
And indeed, an object was truly buried, as just after an hour of these light refractions...it began!
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║Congratulations!║
║Host Absolute Evolution Has Been Completed!║
║The Host’s Spark Has Reached A New Hierarchical Level!║
║Congratulations.║
║Host Has Awakened New Skills From Reaching A New Spark, and The All-Skill Evolution Card Has Been Used To Upgrade/Evolve All Of The Host’s Previous And Newly Awakened Skills!║
║Host Has Gained A Primordial Title: Epochus Tyranis║
The notification blinked before Ryuk, a golden panel illuminating the darkness that had swallowed him for longer than he could remember.
Slowly, the golden light around the panel chased away the surrounding darkness, and once more, he felt the control of his body returning.
But this time, his body felt weird.
What was the word?
Might?
Power?
No.
It was something more... abstract.
A sensation he couldn’t name.
As much as he felt his own body, he also felt like he wasn’t within it.
Like he was there, but also everywhere at the same time.
In a way, it reminded him of the first time he had seen Ammamora while coming from Endearth.
He had seen that golden world that looked like a hundred Endearths gathered into a single place, the aura of the angelic being who seemed to cradle Ammamora within her palms.
That feeling of awe was the same he currently felt, except that the awe now came from his own vessel.
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The light flickering from the absolute bottom of the pitch-black sea began to swell, growing so bright it was as if a second sun had been born in the depths.
The flicker of light was so powerful that the sea’s color shifted entirely into an array of countless hues, and for a brief moment, the waters flowing through every part of Ammamora changed their shade.
The event happened faster than a finger snap, forcing millions of Angels and Fallen Angels near the sources of free-flowing water to halt in their steps, their brows creasing at the strange scene.
But that millions quickly turned to billions when the next wave of abnormality occurred:
All of the Beasts in Ammamora fell!
Those who were on Amuns in the sky were all sent plummeting down when the Amun suddenly descended from the sky and then fell on its side.
All beasts pulling carriages froze in their tracks, then collapsed to the side, tilting the carriages as gasps of shock broke out.
In reaction to this abnormal event, it took less than thirty minutes for the entire media to start buzzing, comms and cameras raised high, capturing beasts slumbering and water bodies losing their natural colours.
The greatest anomaly occurred when all the technological cameras and Amma comms suddenly began to glitch, and then they died!
Billions of Ammamorans, Angels and Fallen Angels, foreign races, young and old, men and women, strong and weak—All of them who had undergone a fusion with Amma Comms suddenly had their Amma Comms shut down.
A world-level panic attack unfolded in less than an hour as everything came to a crash.
The Ammanet was lost, cameras ceased to function, and TV sets went dark.
But then, something flashed in the sky of Ammamora
It was a holograph that showed an angel with features obstructed by golden energy.
"Wait? Is that!?"
"The Ammamoran Satellite Projection!?"
What was before them wasn’t any ordinary TV broadcast.
It was a broadcast made using the satellites that hung completely outside Ammamoran’s planetary range.
The following broadcast could not be believed:
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"Attention to all individuals currently present across the geography of the planet Ammamora."
"This is a planetary-level emergency. The following message is issued under full authority and unanimous agreement of all global leadership councils of Ammamora."
"There is no room for speculation regarding its authenticity or legal standing."
"Ammamora is currently facing an unprecedented, unidentifiable, and unanticipated phenomenon and as of this broadcast:
All technological systems across the planet have been rendered completely non-functional.
All known bestial species have entered a state resembling partial biological suspension or half-death.
The color and chemical composition of all natural water sources have undergone a complete and unexplained transformation.
In direct response to this threat, we are now initiating the Grade X Evacuation Protocol — the highest level of emergency procedure authorized for planetary crisis.
This is not a drill.
"WHAT!?"
As the global population reels from this announcement, the message continued:
"Please remain calm."
"Stabilized vortex portals will now begin manifesting across all populated regions of Ammamora."
"These portals will transport you directly to fortified Emergency Bunkers, where Ammamoran officials are already stationed and prepared to receive and coordinate safety efforts for all evacuees."
"From this moment, you have exactly 30 minutes to evacuate."
"Any individuals who remain outside the bunkers after this window closes will not fall under the protection or liability of the Ammamoran State."
"We implore you: leave everything behind and enter the nearest portal immediately. Do so not only for your own survival but for the continued existence of our people."
"We thank you for your immediate cooperation and may Ammamora endure."