Against The True Gods-Chapter 171: Old Sky(II)

"Or rather, was." He bitterly chuckled. "By the time you see this, my Dao Heart will have most likely crumbled. You may find my remains somewhere in the world."

He remained silent for a few moments, as if internalizing the truth of his own words.

"This place is perfectly sealed away from the world, so I'll be able to speak freely."

Immediately, Caine's ears perked up, but he remained silent.

"Our world, the Brilliant Five Sky World, is chained and sealed off, but this, I suppose, you already know."

"The why is rather simple to explain—importance. Our world is our [——]'s nexus—" God Old Sky suddenly paused, sensing something strange had occurred.

"Hm, it seems you are forbidden from learning about matters beyond our world… strange."

He began to caress his beard in deep thought.

"Is this, perhaps, the dead child of heresy standing before me?"

Caine frowned.

"How would you even survive for so long…? I saw you getting…" He sighed. "Whatever. I suppose I'll have to change my approach."

"If you are indeed the dead child of heresy, be careful. They killed you once, and they will try to do so again."

Caine's frown had deepened into something more—a scowl so dark and filled with barely restrained rage that it could only be described as demonic. His Dao Hearts pounded against his chest with such force that explosions seemed to go off inside his body.

His True Will had naturally evolved to a point where it could directly link Will and actions to facets of existence. And as the man spoke, Caine could see the karma of the words [Dead Child of Heresy] directly binding itself to him, wrapping around his existence like an undeniable truth.

In fact, it was likely the man had known it was him because of that.

"Anyways," God Old Sky shook his head, refocusing. "The conflict between humanoid and beast races in our world is evident."

"This is the source of all the chaos and the core of this entire ordeal. But it is manufactured. We are not fated to clash but rather to harmonize; we are two sides of the same coin."

"But a hand is involved in all of this, and long ago, we realized this. Both us humanoids and the beasts realized this—we understood that someone was using us. And so, we decided to rebel and break the shackles of our fates."

"But…" rage sparked in his gaze, "…that led to complications. Complications so catastrophic that humanity was wiped out… all humanoid species, as many as we once were, were all slaughtered, paving the way for the hegemony of the beasts."

Caine rapidly regained his calm, his mind absorbing the information with widened metaphorical eyes.

"After our eradication, forces from beyond the world—our once allies—stormed our lands, hoping to change the tides of the war… or rather, the genocide. But it was too late."

"The humans of the world you most likely know—yourself included—are most likely not true natives of our world. While you may have been born here, your ancestors were not."

God Old Sky sighed.

"This is who I am. A God born from the remains of humanity, the final cry of the world, the final cry of freedom."

"I am a hopeful vision, the vision of a world too far away from us." He smiled. "I don't know what happened after our eradication, but I awoke years later, after countless wars and changes—I was greeted with this current world."

"I awoke in what your people call the Forbidden Continent."

Caine's mind finally exploded with thoughts, countless unanswered questions and theories finally receiving answers and conclusions.

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'I see.'

God Old Sky's body began to fade.

"In the northern continent, you'll find a cave. There, answers even I do not have, reside."

From the recording, the sounds of war began to echo as God Old Sky's gaze locked onto the distance.

"As I stand here today, this is merely the first day of this cult, its first dawn. But where you stand, we've existed for longer than you could possibly imagine."

"Head to the Forbidden Continent as soon as you can. There, more practical solutions can be… discussed."

Explosions began to go off in the distance as the projection started to distort, crumble, and fade.

"Inheritor of the Old Sky's Will, I trust you'll be able to do what I wasn't."

The recording ended.

Caine was left alone in the room, deep in his own thoughts, stewing in the depths of the world's silence.

To Caine, what the supposed God had said was mostly empty. He'd hoped for clear answers, a well-outlined timeline, as well as secrets that could help him, but this was… disappointing.

It was disappointing, but not useless. Not in his hands.

'It's as I suspected. The humanoid and beast wars were manufactured by a third party. I suppose this much isn't surprising.'

'From the information I now have, I can safely assume that the beasts betrayed the rest of the world after realizing the third party—or one of them, considering there are most likely many—was their ancestors, the so-called Heavenly Creatures.'

'Together, they wiped out the world. Then something happened, and we came, waged a war against the beasts, and took back the lands.'

His brows furrowed.

'But the question remains the same every single time… how did we win?'

'Why did the Timeless Alliance even come here? What is the purpose of all this? And what does it even mean to be a nexus?'

'Also, what role do the Elemental Gods play in this nonsensical game…? Why did Gaia sacrifice herself? Who was even able to injure Zao?'

'And why is our world sealed off? For what purpose?'

Caine sighed in frustration. Every revelation led to a dozen more questions and mysteries that only made these matters more and more convoluted.

'But I suppose now I have one of my questions answered, as well as a possible lead.'

He looked around.

'The world around the church and this place are most likely the ancient forms of the current-day Forbidden Continent.'

'This entire fractured reality is one happening on the Forbidden Continent, and this… is its history.'

Caine nodded to himself, pushing these thoughts to the back of his mind.

With a sweep of his hand, he stored all the countless spatial rings away and began to prepare.

While it was true he had gotten all the information he could from this place, it didn't mean his time here was over.