Fenrir’s Journey: I Shall Devour The Heavens - Chapter 61

After leaving the cave she had made for herself, Fenrir quickly cut through the sky without any of the pressure that seemed to be present affecting her. The shroud of devouring energy around her body was consuming everything around her as she passed through it, allowing Fenrir to seemingly have an infinite amount of stamina while also helping to keep her hunger satiated. This was very helpful, as it meant she wouldn’t actually have to eat everything with her teeth which might cause people to have suspicions about her identity.

Though it wouldn’t matter when she reached the peak, Fenrir knew that she was probably far from the top and needed to keep her identity as a Vanargandr a secret. It was fortunate, though she would never thank it, that the strange entity had given her a passive ability to obscure her identity. If any strong individual were able to peek into her body, a thought that made Fenrir feel slightly nauseous, they would be able to discern that she had a ‘monster core’ near her heart. The moment this was discovered, a powerful Cultivator may end up hunting her down on some bogus pretense of ‘righteousness’, even though their only reason was to try and steal her core for themselves…

While thinking on the hypocrisy and pretentious nature of people in this world, Fenrir came to land at the outside of the Heavenly Moon Sect once again. The moment she touched down, the guards at the gate entered into a panic as some of their members ran into the interior, likely to inform Wen Xiulan that she had arrived. At the same time, a female disciple came forward with a pale expression and bowed subserviently as she said, “Queen Fenrir, w-welcome to the Heavenly Moon Sect. Please, allow this insignificant one to inquire as to the reason behind your visit today.”

This was another thing that bothered Fenrir, the fact that people were so quick to lower their heads whenever they encountered someone strong. Because of the nature and temperament of those that typically rose to the top, everyone beneath them either lowered their heads or conspired in the darkness to try and backstab them in the future. She could still remember how people would act around her Master, someone who was stronger than almost everyone in the entire world. They would never lower their heads to him but, recognizing the kind and gentle person he was, people would instead smile and greet him happily…a stark contrast to this broken and despotic world…

Once she became one of the strongest in the world, Fenrir was determined to change this basic fact of the world. Even if this was a place where the strong ruled over the weak, Fenrir would change it so that the weak revered the strong, not because they were afraid, but because those with power were worthy of their respect. Anyone that wanted to reach the peak of the world would have to do so through honest means or, the moment she learned about their treachery, Fenrir would cripple them herself. Eventually, even if it took many years, people would get the message she was trying to convey…

(Fenrir’s Commentary: ‘Eventually, they will learn…’)