Destroying the part of his soul created by the illusion would result in him forgetting most of the things he had witnessed there, as well as the benefits he had received. For Lawrend, those were worth a lot.
After watching Alissaskiya’s path to godhood, Lawrend was certain how he could beco one. He was now torn between keeping that knowledge or returning to who he was.
He couldn’t write them as it was too complicated to be written anywhere. Even if he could, he would struggle as the visuals he saw were the crux to the path of godhood.
"Wait for here."
Lawrend waved his hand, and he disappeared from everyone’s view.
"Master!"
Their call for him was not responded to. Lawrend was pressed for ideas. He felt pain seeing the concerned looks they gave him, but he didn’t know how to reciprocate their feelings if he could barely rember them.
Lawrend appeared high above the sky of the Demon World. At this ti, the redness slowly faded away as the Spirit World reintegrated its stolen laws back. The spirit was unable to respond when West took its laws back then as it was in a deep slumber.
The Demon World was not the sa anymore. The plants turned green, and the savage demons writhed in pain as their bodies tried to return to being humans. Unfortunately, that only caused them death as the transformation was too brutal.
"My soul is so big now. Four billion years of mories…"
Lawrend sighed. He felt old after that experience. He could still rember who he was, but he could barely rember his experiences after he arrived in the Human World.
The part of Lawrend’s soul that was not created from the illusion was like a speck of sand in a desert. It was drowned out by the ti he had spent reliving the mories of the Spirit World.
"These mories are not mine. They are a bad copy from the Spirit World’s."
Lawrend thought of a way to condense these mories.
"I will remove every part where nothing changed…"
Lawrend went to work sorting his soul. He went through them quickly and took out half of it. He turned those mories back to pure soul energy. The remaining half was consolidated as a result, making them stronger than packed sand.
"I will forget my random thoughts…"
Lawrend turned the remaining 2 billion years into 500 million years of mories.
"There are still too many. I need to forget every other mory."
Lawrend halved them to 250 million years worth of mories. At this point, these mories were almost at the sa level as his real-world mories. He was still not done, but he could rember everyone again.
"Ah… I can’t believe I forgot about them," Lawrend muttered and smiled. He was a little teary after he started rembering them again. His mories were there, but it was like finding a piece of sand in a desert whenever he tried rembering them before.
It was still sowhat hard to rember now, but it was better than before.
"I don’t need to rember the whole history of the Spirit World’s civilizations."
Lawrend was left with 50 million years worth of mories. These were all essential. They contained the various developnts of the Spirit World’s star system, the profound realizations Lawrend had, the enlightennts he got from the Spirit World’s random thoughts, the various kinds of magic the civilizations developed, and finally, Alissaskiya’s Path to Godhood.
Fifty million years versus the centuries he spent before was still a huge difference.
"I don’t need them as mories. I can transform them into knowledge as a part of my soul…"
These 50 million years of experiences liquified in Lawrend’s soul. They wrapped around his soul body and integrated with it. He forgot what happened in the illusion, but he still rembered what he learned from it.
"My soul is now several tis stronger than before. Maybe… I can attempt to beco a Sub-God already," Lawrend thought to himself.
He was unlike before. He could think clearer, and his comprehension increased by leaps and bounds. He now realized a lot of his magic was a ss compared to what he should have done.
"Before that, I need to co down and tell them."
Lawrend reappeared below.
His maids and children saw him, but they simply stared at him without doing anything. They were wary of him after the weird look he gave them before.
"I rember everything now…" Lawrend uttered with a faint smile.
Aezel recognized those eyes. She was the first one out of all of them to realize that. She instantly leaped forward and extended her arms out into an embrace. Tiny droplets of tears escaped her closed eyes as she squeezed Lawrend as hard as she could.
Lawrend couldn’t help but smile wider. He nodded at the rest, and they didn’t waste any ti, so they surrounded him. Aleshia hugged his right arm, Ella the left, Aezel his chest, Humility his left leg, Ane his right leg, and Grape stood on his shoulder and hugged his head; Ramiela enclosed all of them with her angelic wings; Nao desperately tried to hug his hand; and Ember took this chance and snuck a kiss on Lawrend’s cheek. Experience tales at empire
It took a lot of explaining, but everything happened in an instant. Lawrend’s children were left gawking and wryly smiling as they felt secondhand embarrassnt.
So of the pure-blooded demons finished the transformation into human beings, and they smiled while feeling the warm atmosphere in the air and watching the maids desperately try to make physical contact with Lawrend.
A few minutes later, the maids sensed the millions of eyes that were staring at them. They regained their demure expressions and walked away while scratching the back of their ears.
"Fufufu. I was the first one to recognize Master. I deserve a reward, no?"
Smiling with brilliant confidence, Aezel pressed her legs together and shyly presented herself to Lawrend.
"You didn’t turn into a human?"
"Fufufu. I know my Master loves variety. I’m still a Fallen Angel, just like how you like it."
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