Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army - Chapter 464: A Little Bonus

As Yunan continued to radiate his power with an output that put most stars to shame, the universe around him was slowly breaking apart. The very foundation of it was crumbling apart, starting with the erosion of space in the immediate vicinity, the Laws that built the universe were crumbling as well.

Oddly enough, the Laws started crumbling at rather frightening rates. We are speaking about the Laws that served as the building blocks for all of creation, Laws that nurtured everything there is. To see them crumbling at such a pace was beyond what Yunan and Effort ever imagined. Something was very wrong with this universe. If the Laws were so easy to sunder, how did this universe even support life for so long?

Every creator had his own understanding of Laws, and each creator could use these Laws only as far as their understanding permits. That does not mean a shallow understanding would result in brittle Laws. the stability of all Laws was a constant that never changed.

While Effort mulled over these thoughts, Yunan was venting all the negative emotions the Witch had accumulated during her long years, holding a grudge for as long as she did without venting it was like a keg of powder, it would explode upon the merest stimulation.

Yunan estimated that he would be confronted with the inhabitant of the universe quickly, but he waited for an entire month before the first god showed themselves to him. A messenger who barely had the courage to approach and none of the presence of mind required attempted to approach Yunan.

The poor thing was ripped to shreds as soon as he got into range of the violent outburst. Not that Yunan was against talking to these people, he would rather not mince words with insincere cowards. He was killing them anyway, so it did not matter if he killed the first messenger or ten.

The next messenger was of higher status in the universe. Yunan concluded that from the many domains his divinity had control over. Not an over god but not lesser god either, somewhere in between. This arrival prompted Yunan to decrease the output of his aura of destruction. He wanted to ask some questions and let Effort breath a little bit.

“Where is the creator of this universe, I have no interest in dealing with lesser beings, talk or die”. The disgust Yunan put into these words made the messenger god tremble like a leaf in the wind. True power and superiority radiated from Yunan, it was not intentional from his side, but to the messenger god, Yunan was a being that could make the entire universe shiver.

“He wishes to know your grievances with our little universe, we are sure we have never offended your highness, nor have we ever intended to make an enemy such as yourself…” he was stopped midsentence when he saw that the great being he was trying to sweet-talk was getting impatient, he knew his mission was to stall and get a beat from the invader, but at the moment he felt tuck.

“Do I have to go and dig him out of whatever rock he is hiding under?” Yunan tugged at the string attaching him and the messenger, giving the god an unprecedented fright. As a god of the karmic universe, he was more than aware of what these strings meant, cutting them off was the speciality of their universe, but this guy just tugged at a karmic string, although it was just a mundane tug, it broke the messenger god inside.

A monster, this invader was the truest monster, the natural enemy of their universe. To be capable of interacting with karmic strings in such a mundane way meant he could much more, cutting a karmic string was much easier than interacting with them after all.

“His majesty the creator wishes to know your demands and if there is anything we can do to calm your rage and compensate you for any crime we may have inadvertently committed”. The messenger gritted his teeth and decided to forgo the stalling attempt, but the answer he got was out of expectation, “if he has questions, let him come and ask them, now scram and report back”.

Without even waiting for the messenger to leave, Yunan restarted his cataclysmic display of power. His focus on the karmic strings that linked him to the entire universe. A sense of relief was returning to him every time something was destroyed. This relief was coming from the host that housed the enormous divinity. Each broken string gave Yunan a clearer understanding and higher command over Karma itself.

Effort was mesmerised by this feedback as well, even more so than Yunan, as a divinity, any slight increase in understanding any law was a major development that led to a noticeable increase in strength. This feedback was not just enlightening the two on the Laws related to karma, it was giving them direct control over these Laws.

Any divinity was a direct translation of the amount of control the god had over the Laws he knew. Divinity grew with the more control the god had, although there were prime domains to each divinity, any ounce of control over any Law, made that divinity greater.

The ultimate controller over a Law was it’s Primordial, although Primordials had minor control over other Laws, their primary Law was their domain. That translated to something aking that all Laws are under the control of some primordial or the other, yet not every Law has a primordial that took it as a domain.

For example, the lack of a primordial for either effort or karma was indicative of how hard it was to gain control of either Law, let alone both at the same time.

This little bonus was rather attractive to Yunan, to gain control over a domain without the need to build the corresponding divinity or add it to his Effort, what a notion was that. He understood now why that massive divinity seemed to beckon them earlier, what it could offer was more than just a divinity, it could give them the keys to destroy this universe. Not that Yunan needed it.