NOVEL NEXT Chapter 317: Law Creator rank
It was time to go back to Earth, and weirdly — or maybe not — Noah was very eager. He wanted to see if anything had changed on Earth, he wanted to see if there were new games released or even some earthshaking novels that could make his head spin in excitement.
He wanted to know all of that, but also…
…he wanted to know the fate of that woman. That woman who dumped him on the very day he was about to ask for her hand in marriage. The same day he died under the rage of the oceans — the same day he met his dear and loving Providence.
It's like they said…in every bad situation, there is a good thing hiding around, a good opportunity to rise and soar like a dragon.
You just have to open your eyes and be willing to look for that — no, for these opportunities.
Because when you start to see difficult situations not as problems, but as challenges — or even higher than that, as opportunities — nothing in this universe can make you kneel for too long.
"Heh, I just hope the man she replaced me with turned out to be indeed better than me," Noah scoffed before focusing on the important task he had to undertake.
"It's time to step into the Law Creator rank," he said, then stood up from his bed and sat on the cold white carpet of her room, his legs crossed.
He inhaled… and exhaled, his mouth producing a frail trail of white fog as his body started to levitate. He closed his eyes, entering deep into meditation and concentration.
Law Creator rank is just like the name says… it's a rank where you create a Law tied to yourself. In most cases, people use their affinities and take some aspect of it to elevate into a Law — just like how a flame user can create a Law of Flame of Creation. A flame that can create.
Noah had those issues back then, because he had too many affinities, and didn't know what to choose. He even fused all of them into one to make it easier.
But since not long ago, he was no longer worried about all this. His path was evident… his path was already chosen… and it's simply Providence.
He couldn't think of anything else that suited him as much as that. Especially if he was the only one in all universes having this power — so there wouldn't even be a variation of it.
He would be unique, like he has always been.
Making up his mind, "Providence, share Noelle's rank with me please," he said gently to his dear system, and like always…
"By your orders, my dear."
Immediately after, the process started.
Deep, unsettling pain flooded through his whole being like a raging ocean. Noah shuddered instantly, his face bearing a tight, painful frown.
His head was being filled with knowledge and information so above his scope that he even feared his own head might explode in a fury of splintered flesh.
Not that he would die anyway, but he would rather avoid it — so he shut his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth so hard they looked like two steels singing creaking sounds, his body quivering, all while trying to understand the knowledge inside his mind.
The surroundings began to twist and change. Everything shifted and became white-silver threads. The walls, the ground, the bed, the desk, the carpet… everything became threads and… even the very space and time around him.
These threads started to be woven together in an astonishing fashion, forming deep, complex patterns that exuded so much power and mysteries that if any of his wives had been there… just seeing this scene would have shattered her mind, twisted her sense of self before discarding her like a broken puppet.
That was how harrowing it was.
Soon, as these threads continued to expand and cover all the space of the room, visions started to appear. Visions of Noah — one of them showing him in a place no words could ever describe, sitting on a throne that seemed to be crafted by combining the blood and flesh of all objective and imaginative races in all realities, looking down on all creations.
But also… another one showed him on bloodied soil filled with spilled organs, severed heads and limbs. He lay there, his body broken beyond understanding, and around him were six blurry, towering figures looking down on him like a worm trapped in muddy water. All around him, the bodies of his wives lay there, dead. Some of them with their heads severed, others flattened like bugs, others cut into multiple pieces…
It was horrific.
But Noah, with his closed eyes focusing on understanding his Law of Providence, didn't see it — and soon after, it flickered and disappeared, leaving its place to other visions.
This continued for a couple of minutes before finally it ended.
The visions disappeared completely, and the room returned to its previous state.
Noah immediately fell on the ground with a loud thud, his body laying limply. His breath was ragged and his whole body was still twitching in pain, looking like a fish out of water.
"Ah… fuck! I didn't miss this feeling," he muttered under his breath, still not budging.
And at this moment, he couldn't help but thought of those people that said he was obtaining power too easily.
But—!
Well, you know what… let's admit it and move on.
Getting up with difficulty, Noah sat on the ground, his legs stretched vulgarly and his back leaning on the bark of his bed.
He closed his eyes to catch his breath for a moment before opening them, his gaze more composed, and his head clearer.
"I would have loved to complain about this pain, but hey… I'll choose this any day if it helps me skip millions — or even billions — of harrowing training sessions," he said with a smug grin, imagining how Asaemon would react if he saw that he had attained Law Creator rank at what…?
Not even 30.
Thinking this, even Noah couldn't help but whistle in wonder.
"I am indeed blasphemous," he said as he opened his mouth wide, laughing like a deranged madman.
It was a laugh that could make all beings in the universe make peace… just to come strike him down.
It was just that insufferable.
"Cheat is, indeed, the only way in this sacrilegious, wretched universe with conflicts everywhere," he added with a smile before slowly raising his finger as a thread started to come out of it.
"Normally, Law is something that can be passed to others. When they use it and gain insight, I take all those insights and make them my own, making it more powerful and complete. But my Law is unique to me. So I am the only one who can grow it."
It should, normally, take a lot of time to grow and reach the next rank… but,
"Heh… I just need a woman who surpassed Law Creator rank," Noah scoffed, the urge to laugh gripping him again but he stopped himself.
"But it's not an excuse to not train to the best of my abilities. I need to understand, on my own, how flexible and varied my use of Providence can become" he said, his face now bearing a serious expression.
He liked the easiest way, but he knows that not putting effort into this will cause his downfall.
So, with a focused gaze, Noah disappeared from his room and entered his personal training ground — ready to deepen his understanding of Providence before departing to meet his siblings.
—End of Chapter 317—