Fedrick was arranging himself in his designated seat at the council of divine. His chair was the most comfortable and was custom made for him. The council of divine is held very rare instances. Like a race getting wiped off the face of existence or a war between major races like the angles and demons or the void born and celestials. Of the 250 seats, around 20 seats are empty, those seats belonged to the divine rankers who attained complete divinity and left their bodies to exist as pure souls. 10 seats were arranged a little higher than the others, dividing the circular table into 10 equal parts. Those were the chairs of the Almighty. Beings who stand at the pinnacle of everything, even conceptual beings.
The entire seats were filled except for 8 almighty seats. The two almighties who arrived early were Loid Rodria Bolsvan and Victor Soulheart. The elf and the human had no bad blood between them but were not close too. One was the king of the Elven planet of Magicana, and the other was a saint who left everything he owned to live a life of penance in a warped space on the pixie planet of Evergarden. Both were at the opposite spectrums of life.
The room was bright under the sky as it had a clear glass ceiling with ceremonial glass art depicting the almighties and the founding fathers. There were fixed places where a person from the major race sits.
The throne world of Eternia is made up of 11 planets.
The volcanic ash planet of the flarens – Flare.
The blue planet of the humans – Terra
The multi satellite planet of the elves – Magicana.
The gigantic planet of the giants – Gargantua
The extreme weathered planet of the dragons – Drake.
The most resource rich planet of the celestials – Caelestis
The forest planet of the pixies – Evergarden
The void planet of the Void born – Vider.
The hellish planet of the demons - Naraka
The nightless planets of the angels – Hemel
The barren planet of the unknown – Impero.
The major races are 11, as are the founding fathers. The sub races like the Demi humans, elemental elves and shadowflok are just a byproduct of devolution. That occurred as the magic content in the world started falling low half a billion years ago. There is a wide difference between the major and minor races. The major races get stronger racial Abilities And a choice in their core but have to work doubly hard to rank up than the sub races. Whereas the sub races can crank up half as easily as the major race but have to stick with the cores they are born with and have less powerful racial abilities.
The glass ceiling broke as a gigantic man fell from the sky, at 3689 feet, he too was a speck of dust when compared to the colossal stadium the council is being held. The man who fell was the strongest man in the 11 kingdoms and the almighties. He alone conquered the frost and flame giants 's tribe and made the forest giants kneel before his stone throne. The almighty ruler of the Gargantua. The almighty giant, Valantis Voyager Blackwater.
He was wearing a fully plated armor and holding his Warhammer, which was nearly as big as the space vessel Fredrick came there. He laid down in the center of the table clearly tired.
"What did you kill this time, you moron?" Loid called out to him flying over his head.
"The tenth commander of the sea god. It was so good, never had such a fight in the past 300 years. After this you join me, let's have some fun while we can, I think the sea god is getting bored living his lavish life," the giant said.
"You got tiered for that joke?" Loid mocked him
"No core abilities, no divine ranking weapons and no skills, only pure strength and that too inside the water," the giant said slowly, raising up nearly covering the entire table in his shadow.
"Fine, you win," Loid says and returns to his seat.
The giant reaches his seat and joins the other divine ranking giants.
"Seven left"
Fedrick thought as he looked around. Still 7 almighties remain. The people don't even think of leaving the rest behind unless 6 or more almighties vote to start the meeting.
"There will be some absentees everytime"
Fedrick has seen many councils of the divine gathering in his long life. He was one of the most influential men in this stadium. He founded the single most powerful organization in existence.
THE ADVENTURE SOCIETY
If not for his establishment, the world would have faced one of the greatest threats ever. Identifying the mad king who ruled the celestials 3000 years ago. If not for his organization, Eternia would have been a folktale, sung by the visitors of the other world to their descendants.
Tales have been written. The almighties had accepted the worth of a mere divine rank 1 human. Fedrick was given heroic status in the history of the world. Even now after several thousands of years, his tale of bravery and far sight is told to the newer adventurers and soldiers in the 11 kingdoms.
He let out a sigh as many divine rankers started approaching him as they realized there was still time for the rest of the almighties to return
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Alex woke up in his bed. His arms were more muscular now, and he even started to grow a beard. His eyes had no dark circles but showed immense exhaustion. It's been 3 days since his training with emperor started. 25,000 swings. 2,000 laps around the temple of the ancients. It was he who was egoistic enough to get over the pain and complete them every single time.
He got himself out of bed and entered the bathroom. After some time, he came out wearing a sleeveless shirt and boxer shorts. Guess what? The mansion had a material synthesizer all along. The advancement of since allowed the rich and working-class population to have machines that could print out food, clothes and even normal rank artillery at home like a print on paper.
He entered the kitchen and printed himself some pancakes. He sat down at the dining table and was going to take a bite when he sensed someone sneaking up on him from behind.
His reflexes shot up as he equipped Emperor's Will and moved his hand up, pointing the cutlass's tip towards the neck of the intruder.
"Who are you?" his voice came out cold and uninterested.
He took a bite from the plate before him. His face turning a frown.
"These taste like shit," he said waiting for his questioned to be answered by the hostage.
"That's why we cook our meals ourselves." Ketovan's voice came from behind.
Alex turned to see Ketovan. He too gained some muscles in these 3 days. His enter body had a sense of weariness in it. His eyes were like brown crystals in the middle of blood. they were surrounded by crimson scars.
"What happened?" Alex asked as a mere curtesy, Inside his mind, he was feeling a sense of anger towards Ketovan.
"Soul damage, that's what they said to me," Ketovan said, joining Alex on the dining table.
"The orc?"
"Yes, a byproduct but not entirely their fault. I am finally free now that the invasion was evaded." Ketovan said, hinting at something.
"The warped spaces will be open now that the invasion is halted." Alex said the answer to the invisible question.
"yes" Ketovan said.
"When?"
"This afternoon got a quite rare, warped space booked for you." Ketovan said.
"good" Alex said, tossing the cutlass into his inventory. Taking another bite from the plate reluctantly.
"You know you could throw that shit away." Ketovan said. Pushing his phone like devise towards Alex
"You don't need to eat to sustain yourself, remember?" Ketovan said
"it's about some satisfaction, you can say, to quench my mental hunger," Alex said
On the WEBSITE read the website 'SAM'S DELIGHT'
"A friend's place." Ketovan said
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Alex and Ketovan were walking through the shopping sector of the city. Building was practically turned over, and the streets were a complete mess. There were bodies that are left on the streets, some torn at the middle, some naked covered in scars instead of clothes. it was a massacre Alex had only read in history books about barbarian tribes and armies.
"They really caused a lot of damage." Alex said, looking around.
"20% of the population in 5 hours, if the royal rankers and noble rankers were not killed then that horde would have massacred every last human in this city." Ketovan said
"Any idea about the number of orcs that invaded?" Alex asked
"5 million in total, rank numbers were pretty hard to calculate. It showed only 1 royal ranker, but there were two." Ketovan said
"I heard Renald saying that the director of adventure society refrained from the attack. Why? Isn't the priority of adventure society the safety of the surrounding people?"
"The director was holding host to a person, a very influential one. I am walking beside you only because of that person." Ketovan said
"Who is more important than millions of lives?" Alex asked, Cleary intrigued by the fact
"I too don't know, but Hakon said he is the most important person on this planet currently. that's only because the divine rankers and his eternal majesty are out of the planet though," Ketovan answered.
"Who is this host?"
Alex wondered as they strolled into a sector dedicated to the churches of gods and conceptual beings. The entrance to the sector was decorated with a marble arc made of gold, white marble and a black metal. Instead of pillars on either side were golems, huge, strong and defiant as they held the arch up and above. The golems had the same shade as the arc.
"Who summoned those?" Alex asked, pointing out the golems.
"Some royal ranking member of the Artisan," Ketovan said.
"Artisan?"
"The conceptual being of building and architecture. Every other church commissioned the Church of the Artisan to build its own church buildings." Ketovan said
"How many conceptual beings are there?" Alex asked, but inside his mind he knew the answer.
INFINITE.
"no number is big enough to tell their count. There is a conceptual being for every concept, and there are-"
"Infinite concepts," Alex completed his sentence.
"You learn fast, Alex," Ketovan said
"I guess not all conceptual beings are worshipped," Alex said
"Half correct. Worshiping a conceptual being is not something like kneeling down and joining your hands. We do that too, but only as a sign of respect, not worship. A conceptual being can only be worshipped by accepting the concept it rains upon." Ketovan said, taking a right turn where the largest of the churches was located.
"For example, healing other people will please the Medic, and spilling blood pleases Sanguine." Ketovan said
"Is Sanguine a dark god or something? How can spilling blood please anyone, let alone a god?" Alex asked, pacing alongside Ketovan.
"It's complicated." Ketovan said.
"Like every fucking thing!" Alex roared in irritation
"Watch your tongue, Alexander Sobreviviente, we are at the heart of worship in this settlement, and this place requires peace than those vulgar words of yours" a female voice came from behind them. A soft melodius voice lined with authority and passion for a fight.
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