[Greek Mythology] Night
Act.06
Act.06
The world is not a single plane.
Like the plane of Greek mythology in which Nyx resides, it is composed of a supreme god plane and countless sub-planes. The beings born from chaos are naturally not limited to Chaos as the sole supreme god. Due to the endless nature of chaos, the creator gods born within it cannot see each other, and therefore have no possibility of actively exploring other worlds.
However, the system from the future possesses this ability that even the creator gods cannot achieve. In the era in which the system lived, people had already created machines that could travel between different worlds, and inter-world trade had become the system's mainstream.
"But if even the creator gods cannot do it, how did people in the future achieve it?"
Nyx asked. He was currently traversing rapidly through chaos.
"The system isn't entirely sure about that either. Perhaps those creator gods can't do it now, but they will be able to in the future?" the system replied. "Just like a host, traversing chaos isn't particularly difficult; even a god-level being can do it."
"A god-level being can traverse chaos?"
Nix wasn't very clear about the power systems among gods, since in his world, the pantheon hadn't been established yet, let alone the twelve Olympian gods of later generations.
"Yes, many world's creator gods only possess god-level power. Someone like Chaos is extremely rare in the multiverse."
"So, does that mean I can practically roam freely in every world?"
"If you can use your original power," the system said. "The laws of each world repel outsiders. This problem was only solved by some creator gods working together in the era when the system was created. Outsiders who are rejected must limit their power if they want to stay in that world, otherwise they will experience severe rejection."
He initially thought it was going to be an invincible story, but it turned out to be a leveling-up, cultivation-based story. Nix silently scoffed to himself, knowing he had no real combat skills, only how to bombard with divine power.
"We're almost there, host!" the system warned. "Withdraw all your divine power; we're preparing to charge in!"
Nix, heeding this, withdrew all his released divine power back into his body.
It was as if a mirror had shattered in the void; fragments of chaos fell, revealing a black vortex at its center. Using the slight momentum generated by his divine power, Nix flew into the vortex.
The vortex overflowed with a violent aura, surrounded by numerous voids. As soon as Nix entered, he felt the pressure of the laws of nature, which were trying to drive away this intruder. However, the pressure wasn't too great for him. Although he couldn't use divine power, his primordial god physique allowed him to withstand this level of pressure without much trouble.
"Hey, system, I sensed the power of the world's origin!" the system exclaimed excitedly. "What incredible luck! The very essence of this world seems to be undergoing a ritual! Let's sneak in!"
Nix nodded, following the system's guidance, and plunged into a hollow within the vortex. The hollow was different from the vortex; the surrounding laws weren't chaotic, but rather flowed in an orderly fashion.
"Declare. Your body is beneath me, my destiny is in your sword!"
A young man's voice rang in Nix's ears. He seemed to be chanting some incantation, but his voice was hoarse with suppressed pain.
"If you follow the destiny of the Holy Grail, if you follow this will, this principle, then answer me!"
Nix felt the surrounding laws changing because of this incantation, slowly gathering around him.
"I swear here. I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, I am the one who conveys all malice in the world. May your eyes be clouded, your mind raging. A prisoner bound by the chains of madness. I am the master who wields these chains!"
The surrounding laws fluctuated violently, beginning to surge into Nyx's body. Obeying the system's instructions, Nyx did not stop these forces from entering his body; after all, this level of power was far from being a match for the power of a primordial god.
"Do you wish to accept the summons of the Berserker class?"
A mechanical female voice sounded in Nyx's mind. Nyx hesitated for a moment, then decisively answered yes.
Although he didn't know what this Berserker was, he had finally come this far, and no matter what dangers lay ahead, he had to brave them!
Otherwise, he would have to go back to give birth!!
Thinking of Erebus still lying in the temple, he felt a headache coming on.
"Entangle you with your three great incantations for seven days, come from the Wheel of Restraint, guardian of the scales!"
With the final words of the incantation, a tremendous pulling force yanked Nyx straight out of the void!
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Fuyuki City, the basement of the Matou family residence.
Rampaging magical energy roamed the entire magic circle, filling the basement with smoke.
Matou Kariya gasped for breath, the Crest Worms on his face frantically absorbing his life force to replenish his depleted magical energy. Matou Kariya's own magical energy was not much, not enough to summon a Heroic Spirit; he was currently relying on the Crest Worms planted on him by Matou Zouken to replenish his mana.
Of the seven classes in the Holy Grail War, Berserker is the one that consumes the most magical energy.
"Heh heh, looks like the summoning was successful," Matou Zouken sneered. "Let me see what kind of Heroic Spirit you, this piece of trash, have summoned."
He lightly tapped his cane on the ground, and the smoke generated by the magical energy quickly dissipated, revealing the center of the magic circle. Matou Kariya also looked at the summoning circle; as a Master, he was naturally very concerned about the Servant who would soon fight alongside him.
Unexpectedly, standing in the center of the magic circle was a black-haired boy. The boy wore a pure white robe, the right side of his chest exposed, adorned with a strange pattern. The robe trailed on the ground, and the black-haired boy stood barefoot in the center of the magic circle.
As a pure-hearted boy who had been single for over twenty years, secretly harboring feelings for his senior, Matou Kariya looked at the boy's exposed fair skin and suddenly blushed.
Regarding the issue of clothing, it wasn't that Nix wanted to dress this way. As a god with memories of modern otaku, he naturally knew how indecent the robes worn by the ancient Greek gods would be by modern standards. However, he only had a few gods around him, and they all dressed like that. He couldn't possibly be the only one to create something different.
"This is truly strange," said Zouken Matou, looking at the boy in the center of the magic circle. "Berserker-class Servants usually exhibit a berserk state in their appearance, but this one you summoned shows absolutely no signs of berserkness."
Hearing this, Kariya Matou became slightly curious. After all, Zouken was an expert among experts on the Holy Grail War. If he said so, it proved that the Servant he summoned was indeed somewhat different. So, he used his Master privileges to check the boy's stats.
Upon seeing this, not only Kariya Matou, but even the well-informed Zouken Matou was dumbfounded.
How could the stats be so low!
The data for the boy before him showed that, apart from Magic Power being D, all other attributes were E! Even Assassin and Caster have higher stats than him! Shouldn't he be summoning a Berserker with upgraded stats after going berserk?!
At this moment, standing in the center of the magic circle, Nix was struggling to process all the information about the war transmitted to his mind by the Holy Grail.
After barely digesting a portion, he looked at Matou Kariya standing before him and spoke according to the information in his mind.
"I ask you, are you my Master?"