Streamer in the Omniverse Chapter 114 114: Time and Adaptation

This chapter is longer than usual—10k words, in fact. I kind of got carried away and ended up writing more. Also, I wrote the first part of the chapter with pen and paper due to the lack of my computer. Let know if you liked how it turned out.

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POV: ???

My first instinct was to breathe, sothing that was denied to . Trying to move also bore no fruit; sothing held down. When I tried to speak, I couldn't even hear my own voice...

That is, if I really tried to speak, I couldn't say for sure, I couldn't feel my body. The environnt was empty, without movent, without noise, without sound...

I moved my eyes, or so I thought, everything was confusing. I couldn't see anything. The environnt was void, without color, without images, without light...

I felt a shiver run down my spine, or maybe not, I wasn't sure of anything. The environnt was empty, without warmth, without cold, without temperature...

My thoughts were confused. Where was I?… No… That wasn't the right question…

How long had I been here?…

A minute? I couldn't say. An hour? My thoughts were confused. A day? My perception was distorted… How long had I been trapped here?…

How long had I been imprisoned, chained? I moved my arms, or tried to; everything was confusing… So confusing… What was holding ? What were my chains made of?…

I tried to probe the environnt. Void. My senses were dulled, nothing existed around . Void. None of my energies could move. Void. Energies?… Void.

What had I done to deserve such imprisonnt? What sin had I committed to deserve such tornt?… Void.

In fact… Who was I again?…

… Void.

I felt sothing take over my mind with this realization, my thoughts. Voi- Wrath!

"Who dared to chain ?!"

The sound of my voice didn't propagate, there was no dium for it, but the intention did, even if only for a few ters. I'm sure that if my voice could be heard, it would be sothing cruel.

I took a deep breath. I tried. There was no air to breathe. I improvised.

I forcibly swirled my energies inside my body. They all moved slowly, but they moved. I used them to substitute the air: Mana and Spiritual Energy, the nas ca to instinctively.

I clashed them together as they moved, collided them repeatedly, each ti faster, each ti more violently, until I began to feel my body slowly energize with the energy created from the collisions.

It was like an old machine coming back to life after years of disuse: rusty, dusty, slow, but still functional.

Always functional…

I took a deep breath. There was no air to breathe, but I breathed anyway. Air didn't matter, it wasn't necessary, not anymore.

I forced my eyelids to open, inch by inch. It made no difference; I was still blind. Even though I was sure that this ti my eyes were open, the only thing in my vision was darkness.

Voi- No!

I twisted and commanded all the energies that existed within my body towards my eyes. It didn't matter what they were, I commanded them, and they moved.

Little by little, one step at a ti, slowly, my vision returned. The world was faded, gray, without color, but I could see again: not light, but the stagnant energy around .

Light wasn't necessary, not anymore.

My attention went directly to the river in front of , unnaturally stagnant; the waves, the water droplets in the air, were frozen, all in a forced manner.

… The man in the water's reflection still had his eyes closed. Was that ?

I could see the desert beyond the river; like the waters, every grain of sand was gray, stagnant, frozen in the air, not allowed to move, ordered to stay still.

… As I was.

My eyes moved quickly when sothing shifted in the corner of my vision. They hurt with the movent; I felt sothing snap in my forehead before my vision was taken over by static. I ignored the pain and breathed again.

My body energized, ward up, regenerated. I could see again; whatever damage there was to my vision, it had disappeared. I refocused.

What was moving were two beings, not humans, I knew instinctively. Sothing inside whispered: I lacked the information on how to kill them.

I ignored the familiarity I felt when looking at the two beings, especially the small amorphous ball in the hand of the woman with pointed ears, and concentrated on sothing, a lamp, resting on her thigh.

Divine; that was what the lamp was, not created by mortal hands, I knew instinctively. Sothing inside scread: that was the culprit of my current situation, of my imprisonnt.

My whole being froze for a mont, as if I was back to square one, the mont I woke up in this damned place. Everything cald down, went back to being stagnant, immobile...

If before the anger I felt was sothing hot, bubbling, wrathful, now no more. My anger had frozen, even if my body hadn't, which seed to be getting hotter and hotter, even immobile, like the single mont before an explosion.

My voice ca out as a murmur, without sound, but with a clear intention, a unique feeling behind the words...

"I will destroy you…"

… Hatred.

When I tried to move, to take a step towards the lamp, I felt my chains again, but this ti more aggressively. My whole body ached; it was as if dozens, hundreds of small knives were pressing into from all sides, forcing to stay in place.

One step. I knew that. All it took to break my chains was a single step… So, I ignored the pain.

I ignored how my body ached, heating up more and more until the heat beca unbearable. I ignored how my vision failed amidst the static, as my headache grew worse and worse.

Ignored everything.

No matter what it was, I used it. I used every ounce of energy, every muscle, every instinct, every emotion, every thought. I used it all as fuel...

...All for one single step.

Then it happened. Like an epiphany, I realized: I realized why everything was motionless, what authority held captive, what my chains were made of...

"Ti, that..."

...What held was ti, the lack thereof.

"...is no longer necessary."

Then, my body moved. One step, and everything around shattered like glass.

At the sa ti, I heard three identical noises coming from sowhere I couldn't identify, though sothing told I should. I ignored it, just as I did the pain, just as I did the fatigue, physical and ntal, I ignored.

The woman with pointed ears would likely protect the lamp; I could feel her connection to the object, subtle but existing.

A fight was a luxury I couldn't afford; I could feel exhaustion catching up with every step, every movent in this tiless place demanded too much...

My teeth clenched and a fire covered completely. At the sa ti, I felt the pressure around easing, albeit minimally.

... The woman would have to die in one blow then.

I couldn't risk it. She wasn't human; I didn't know her weaknesses or how to kill her, but her body was similar enough for to have an idea.

I pulled part of the Shadowfla covering into my hand and condensed it into a small ball before stretching it into a sharp spear. It was weak, a subtle murmur, but sothing inside warned: this alone wouldn't kill the woman, much less destroy the lamp.

I made the spear spin, rotate, as fast as I could. Insufficient.

I pulled more of the surrounding fire and condensed it along with the rest into the spear. Insufficient.

I fueled the fire with as much Nightmare Energy as I could. Insufficient.

I focused my Semblance on the spear. Insufficient, but close. The woman would die, but the lamp wouldn't be destroyed.

Sothing inside was angry at the divine, screaming to be used; I pulled that part and intertwined it in the spear as well. Done.

I felt my fatigue increase and the pressure around grow, but I ignored it. I couldn't lose focus now.

I took a deep breath and took position: I leaned my body slightly back and twisted my wrist. A strike. I knew how to move, my body knew. A thrust and it would be done.

Before I could strike, my eyes were instinctively drawn to the words the small amorphous ball was writing. It was as if my body had already been used to reading them before anything else.

"I... haven't told Devas yet about Aunt Alice being a goddess... Do you think he'll be mad at if I tell him?..."

One word made hesitate.

"Devas?..."

In monts, all my mories returned. My body froze, not stopped by the absence of ti, but the force of myself.

Damn it... I almost screwed up here...

I brought my hand to my head and dispersed the Shadowfla-created spear. Why the hell was I about to kill Jinn? No, actually, why the hell was my mind so ssed up?...

What the hell was this?... Why didn't my title activate?!

Was it because it was a training exercise? Or because I wasn't in danger?

I sought answers for a few seconds, piecing together as much of my fragnted mories after waking up in this place. Piecing together shards of glass and sticking them together with spit would be easier.

It wasn't really an answer, but the conclusion I ca to was: while my self tried to adapt to the ti stop caused by the knowledge relic, the first thing that ca back to function was my brain, responsible for controlling everything else.

The problem was that it wasn't all of my brain that ca back to function, but only its essential parts... mories weren't really essential, at least not at that mont.

That one back there, which almost killed Jinn, was my self moving only with its instincts...

"Fuck…"

That could have gone very, very wrong...

I sighed and commanded the Shadowfla to cover again. At the sa ti, I activated my Semblance alongside the Divine Anathema to ease the pressure I felt.

Damn tiredness... Heat too. It felt like I was holding a mountain on my back while containing a sea of flas inside my body. Everything hurt, damn it, how did this shit go so wrong?!

I turned my eyes to Millia and Jinn when I saw the latter's move. I had to concentrate a little to read them thanks to the headache.

"Do you think that because of how he talks about the gods?" Jinn asked Millia, who nodded. "I won't answer your question yet, Millia, but I'll ask one of mine, okay?"

Another nod. Jinn continued speaking.

"You said Devas looks like your father. Tell , would your father get mad at you for this?" Another nod from Millia, this ti a denial. "You've known him longer than I have, Millia. Tell , do you think Devas would get mad at you for this?..."

Even in this shitty situation, I couldn't help but scoff before starting to laugh. Damn it, how was I even breathing?

I shook my head, dispersing those thoughts. It didn't matter, well, at least not now. First, I had to answer the silly question Jinn had asked.

The sound of my voice wouldn't reach the two as it normally would, so I would have to convey my words in another way...

I closed my eyes for a second and concentrated, moving my mana to the 'barrier' that separated the place where Jinn and Millia were from the rest of the world.

The space around the barrier was strange, thinner and more brittle, almost like the Vault, but different. Ti there also seed more... artificial in a way, I could instinctively tell, as if it were a soap bubble floating in the air.

I forced my mana against the 'barrier', not against all of it, but at a single point. It took a few seconds and a wave of dizziness washed over , but my mana passed through to the other side after so effort.

Damn, that had cost more than I expected... But it was done.

"No, I could never be mad at you, Millia."

Jinn looked around for a few seconds with a surprised look before standing up with Millia still in her hands and turning in my direction.

"Devas?" She asked. "Is it really you?... No, it's obvious that it is. How?... How are you moving?"

"I heard Devas's voice, where is he? Devas? Are you there? Are you okay?!" Millia shaped the words quickly and turned, 'looking' around.

She couldn't see , could she? Technically, slis' vision was almost like sonar, even if a magical sonar and at this mont, was out of reach of that sonar.

"I'm in the sa place as before, Millia. You just can't see , but I'm fine." Or almost fine, actually...

My whole body was hurting and it felt like I was on fire, my head also had better days, particularly those in which it didn't seem like it was going to explode, but it's okay. I was also low on mana, spiritual energy, nightmare energy, and aura, but, apart from all that, I was fine.

"As for your question, Jinn... I have no idea. It just happened." I scoffed. Her wide-eyed look of surprise and shock was kind of funny.

Of course, I had so idea of what had happened, but that was for later.

Explaining everything I had felt and done in the last few minutes would be laborious and, frankly, I didn't want to do that, at least not now. Later, when I felt I wouldn't be crushed, cut to pieces on all sides, or burned to ashes just for existing, I could explain.

Damn it, I didn't even know if it had really been 'in the last few minutes.'...

Besides my mories being still confused, even if this ti it was from exhaustion and not because parts of my brain were turned off, asuring ti where it did not exist was at least complicated...

What a tire... Let's just finish this, I need to sleep.

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POV: Jinn

Perhaps even the sight of my creators would pale in comparison to the sight before . Devas was...

At that mont, Devas was like a stain, a flaw, a hole in reality. Everything around him had color, even if frozen in ti, but he did not.

From the soles of his feet to the top of his head, the man's entire body lacked color. It wasn't just a simple black color; no, it was a complete and total absence of color, of light. An absolute darkness.

Not only that, but with every step he took, the 'nothingness' seed to follow in his wake. A dark path, much like the non-color that covered his body, trailed behind him.

It was like watching an eraser wipe away a drawing, leaving nothing in its wake. Devas was that eraser, and the drawing was the light.

"Are you really moving with ti stopped?" I didn't an to speak, but my thoughts were so overwhelming that the words escaped my mouth without my permission.

Devas smiled. I could tell only because his teeth were one of the few things with color on his body. They were completely white and sharp.

The only other parts were his eyes; only his irises had color, a deep orange, like two suns surrounded by what seed to be the void of nothingness.

"I am, and I'll be honest here, this shit is exhausting, big ti." Devas' voice echoed from all directions.

I could hear him from all sides. It was like when he used nightmare energy to speak, but at the sa ti different... It seed to co from far away, distant... Sothing beyond.

I could even feel his intent in the words, his weariness, relief, and even his slight amusent at my shock. I could tell it was because of my shock and surprise.

I hesitated, but couldn't help comparing this form of communication to how my creators spoke... His voice seed to co from above.

How did he do it?... How could he communicate with us while being on a completely different axis of ti?!

"Tired? Aunt Jinn! Make everything go back to normal!" I felt Millia poking my cheek, hopping lightly on my shoulder, and turned to see what she wanted. "Quick!"

I glanced at Devas' current appearance one last ti before using my connection to the relic to return Millia and myself to the normal ti axis, bringing everything around us back to normal.

The first thing I felt as ti resud was the heat emanating from Devas' body. I thought it might be from the Shadowfla, but no, the heat ca from his own body.

The air around us beca hot and dry. Even with the river just ters away, the moisture vanished in an instant, as if I were in a parched desert at noon, with the sun just a few feet away instead of in the sky.

Normally, temperature didn't affect much, but there was sothing primordial about this heat that made everything around feel stuffy...

The heat lasted just over a second before vanishing as if it had never been there.

"Hot! What was that?" Millia jumped on top of my head before hopping to my other shoulder, forcing to turn my face to read what she wrote. "Are you okay? Did you get burned?"

Devas remained silent for a few seconds, motionless, before taking a deep breath and coughing. The movent seed almost chanical for a mont.

As he coughed, I could see droplets of blood and a faint red vapor escaping from the corner of his lips.

Was that blood vapor?...

"Damn, what a crappy feeling..." Devas pounded his chest before coughing one last ti. I noticed his voice had returned to normal. "I'm fine, Millia. The heat doesn't affect much, and the Shadowfla takes care of helping with anything."

"You're injured." I stepped closer along with Millia. "Let see."

I wasn't experienced in healing, but I had more knowledge of how to heal soone than anyone else in the world.

"I'm fine." Devas raised his hand and rubbed his eyes for a mont. I just pointed to the ground where his blood had fallen. It was already dry. "That's just healthy coughing blood, trust . I'm okay, just a little tired."

"Potion!" Millia created and pointed a tiny finger at Devas. He made a face like he wanted to argue before sighing and pulling a potion from his inventory, bringing it to his lips.

"Here, done. Happy?" Devas sighed.

I didn't ntion it was one of the big potions, if he was really fine, why not just take one of the smaller ones just to relieve Millia's concerns?

"What happened?" I asked.

"Specify. Many things happened." Devas replied before pulling a water bottle from his inventory and taking a sip. "... Much better."

I noticed that under the Shadowfla covering him, all the man's clothes had disappeared, except for a ring on his right hand.

"You're naked." I pointed out. I couldn't see much because of the flas, but I could see the outline of his body.

"I realized that a while ago." His voice was partly tired and partly sarcastic. "I'll put on clothes as soon as I feel they won't be incinerated."

Devas fell silent for a mont before continuing.

"Next ti I have any idea involving any kind of temporal manipulation, feel free to beat until my thoughts return to normal."

"You know your normal thoughts, they're not normal, right?" I asked. It took just a few hours of living with the man and watching so streams to realize that. "You're not normal."

"I'll take that as a complint." Devas scoffed.

"Whatever makes you happy." I shrugged with a slight smile. Devas ignored and continued.

"I'm also completely normal, the only normal person amidst the madness that surrounds ."

"Wouldn't that make you the only abnormal one?"

"Exactly! The only abnormally normal!" Devas laughed. I noticed again the faint red smoke coming from the corner of his lips, but this ti I saw it disappear, consud by the purple flas around him.

Devas continued before I could ask.

"What ti is it?" He said, looking at the moon.

"It's almost three in the morning." I replied before tossing his cellphone back to him. The cellphone didn't even fly a few centiters before disappearing into the man's inventory.

"Uhm?" Devas turned around. His eyes were still orange. "I thought more ti had passed... Well, it's still late, shall we go?"

It was clear he wanted an excuse not to continue the conversation at the mont or at least make Millia go back to the Sli Staff to go to sleep.

It took a while to convince Millia to return to the Sli Staff; the little one wasn't very tired and was quite worried about Devas.

She seed hesitant about the previous question too.

"Devas... About Aunt Alice?..." The words quickly took shape.

"About the Empress of Light? What about her?" Devas laughed and reached out, giving two taps on Millia's top body. I could see he had a lot of Aura coating his hand and sothing told it wasn't for protection.

"Don't worry about that. I told you, Millia, I would never be mad at you." Devas lowered his voice as he spoke. "Never forget that, okay?"

Millia nodded without writing anything, but I could almost see the sli's happiness. A few minutes later, the little one had returned to the Sli Staff to sleep.

"How are you? Don't lie this ti." I demanded an answer. Devas stared at for a few seconds before sighing.

"Will you stop if I say I'm fine?" My look conveyed my intentions. "I figured not... I'm injured, my body's a bit ssed up."

"How ssed up?" I asked.

"Enough that it'll take so ti for to heal. Nothing really worrying, just tired." Devas sighed again.

"I can literally see your blood coming out of your mouth as vapor." I pointed to his face. "It's coming out of your nose, ears, and eyes too."

It was subtle, but whenever he breathed, a faint red smoke ca out of the holes in his face.

"I said my body's a bit ssed up." He shrugged and raised the hand that had the ring. "I've taken asures, the Heart Valve is already healing and the potion I took earlier sped things up too. I should be fine before sunrise."

I took a step forward and extended my hand, Devas took a step back.

"I can heal you."

"I know you can." He didn't disagree. "Just as I know it can and possibly will end very badly. I've just managed to calm things down in here; throwing your mana into the mix could very well be like throwing water into a boiling oil pan." Devas explained

"Sothing happened to your energies," I stated, and he didn't deny it.

Damn... He was right. It was already absurd how Devas managed to keep all those energies balanced within his body without anything exploding, and now that sothing had gone wrong, trying to help would only make things worse...

We stayed silent for a few seconds.

"I don't know about you, but I'm tired." As if to demonstrate, Devas yawned. "I'll send a ssage to Theodore saying I'm going to sleep."

As he spoke, Devas began pulling out various items from his inventory, all adorned with various Runes and Mystical Symbols.

"A barrier?" I studied the matrix he assembled in an improvised manner. "This one's different from the other one." The one he had set up for the Shadowfla test.

I still wanted to know what Devas had gone through in that test for the fla to grow so much, but I didn't have the courage to ask. Actually, no one did.

"It's a barrier against fire and heat. I don't want to end up accidentally burning down the entire forest while I sleep." Devas explained as he placed several small stones between the trees.

"How hot is your body?" I asked.

"I have no idea, but very. I'm using the Shadowfla to consu the heat, but without it, I'd probably leave scorched footprints as I walk." He finished setting up the matrix and pulled out two sleeping bags.

"Do you want a tent?"

"I'm not going to sleep." I didn't really need to, even if I could. "I'll stay awake in case sothing happens."

I replied as I watched him climb into the sleeping bag with his body still engulfed in flas. It was incredible how much control he had not to set fire to the fabric.

Devas stared at , his orange eyes focused on . I couldn't discern the emotions within them, but after a few seconds, he nodded.

"Wake up if anyone calls."

"Not if the forest or your sleeping bag catches fire?" I teased. He chuckled lightly and pulled the cellphone out of the Voidbag, handing it back to .

"No, if sothing catches fire, just put it out and let sleep." Devas yawned with a slight smile and closed his eyes. "Goodnight, Jinn."

"Goodnight, Devas." I replied.

Before the 'ght' of 'goodnight' was fully pronounced, I could tell he was already asleep. Even asleep, the Shadowfla continued to cover his body, preventing anything from burning.

I looked at his sleeping face for a few seconds.

I have no idea... It just happened.

"You could be less confusing, you know..." Devas didn't reply to ; if it weren't for the slight rise of his chest, he could be mistaken for a corpse.

I smiled and sat down on the sleeping bag next to his.

"Actually, no... I love a good mystery..."

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POV: Devas Asura.

I remained lying down when I woke up, eyes closed, just listening to the breeze, the crackling of the Shadowfla, and the waves of the river in the distance. My body didn't ache, which was good; it didn't even feel like it was on fire, and my head was clear too, no pain.

Damn! What a shitty idea!

What the hell was my mory-less self thinking colliding Mana with Spiritual Energy? Son of a bitch, trying to do nuclear fusion with two different energies still within my own body? Was I suicidal and didn't know it, by chance?!

Fuck it, at least it had partially worked, even though I had also partially cooked myself inside. What a deplorable feeling.

I'll need to refine this technique, even if it's sothing that demands a lot from the body, it was still too strong and useful to be set aside...

Before Jinn realized I had woken up, I pulled my consciousness into my Spiritual Realm. It was relatively simple at this point; I didn't even need to exert myself.

Monts later, when the sound of waves changed to that of the sea, I opened my eyes.

"No matter how many tis I co here, I'll always complain about this childish and miserable body." I grumbled and got up from bed and went to the back of the house, to the garden.

"Still alive, Tyrian?" I shouted as I approached.

Tyrian confird what I already knew by running and kneeling in front of .

"Always, as long as my lord exists, this will continue to serve him with all that I can." He bowed his head to the ground. "My Lord, what do I owe the visit to this small land that was granted to to work?"

"How's the plantation?" I ignored the many titles he called and asked. "Give a general summary. No need to detail."

"The second batch of potatoes is almost ready. As you ordered, my Lord, I've started planting so fruit trees and other vegetables; all are growing beautifully in such blessed soil."

I tapped my fingers on the wooden fence I was leaning on. Nero appeared monts later, walking along the fence until he reached and rubbed his face against my hand.

Needy little thing...

The idea of pulling the 'Spiritual Potatoes' out of my Spiritual Realm had failed, but I still maintained the garden for two reasons.

The first reason was in case sothing changed; just because the idea hadn't worked didn't an it wouldn't in the future.

The second reason was that the main island looked more beautiful with a garden. I had always wanted one when I was younger; I just never had the ti for it.

"Let know if there are any significant changes." I would probably notice myself, but having Tyrian take care of things made it easier.

After petting Nero one last ti and waving to Tyrian, who was kneeling, I turned to walk toward the second island.

I ended up pausing halfway there and sitting on the edge of the bridge that connected the two islands. I let my legs dangle as I pulled up my status screen in front of .

Even with the hellish headache I had yesterday, I still rembered the three 'sounds' that had occurred. These sounds were 'PINGs' from the stream.

I had an idea of what they ant, but I wanted a description of the changes that had occurred.

-//-

[Human (Origin) - Rank: B > B ] [NEW!]

Description (1): ( )

Description (2) [NEW!]:

Adapting to any situation is what has brought humanity to the level it has reached.

No matter the weather, the location, how difficult survival was, humanity always managed to survive; and with you, it couldn't be any different.

Air becos unnecessary when the collision of two distinct energies, mimicking the functionality within a star's core, sustains your body in place of oxygen.

Light becos unnecessary when you can see the energy of the surrounding environnt with your own eyes.

Ti becos unnecessary when it becos a current, a prison. It's not easy, much less perfect, but with enough effort, ti becos fragile.

One step, one race... Human.

After all, evolving, adapting to any circumstance... Isn't that what it ans to be human?...

Function: Your entire being propels itself to evolve, to adapt, to rise to the top, to show what it ans to be HUMAN.

Air becos unnecessary.

Light becos dispensable.

The chains of ti beco fragile.

-//-

Holy shit...

"How many generations did I leap in just one night?" I muttered. And that wasn't even the best way things could have happened yesterday.

In fact, the word I would use to describe what happened would be: Improvisation.

It wasn't perfect, far from it, as the description showed, but with what I had at that mont, I really managed to move while ti was stopped...

Of course, that was only in a favorable scenario, with nothing attacking at that mont, the 'suppression', so to speak, was more general and not focused on .

Still... I couldn't help but laugh.

Fuck if it was improvised, fuck if it was a favorable scenario. Damn, I really managed to walk in the absence of ti!

I let my laughter echo across the bridge and over the sea as I clicked on the second blinking icon.

-//-

[Sun Breathing (Devas Style) - Rank: B > A- (Partially Adapted) (Incomplete)] [NEW!]

Description (1): ( )

Description (2) [NEW!]:

A breathing style created to mimic the Sun, once partially, now, not so much. It's not perfect; there's room for improvent, but over ti, the user may beco capable of 'breathing' like a real Sun.

When two or more energies are mastered in conjunction with this breathing style, the use of [Fusion Mode (Fake)] becos possible.

[..]

Function:

Greatly enhances all physical paraters of the user.

Greatly increases damage dealt to all beings with attributes "Moon," "Lunar," "Oni," "Demon," "Devil," "Malevolent," "Malicious," or "Foreign."

Greatly reduces regeneration of beings with attributes "Moon," "Lunar," "Oni," "Demon," "Devil," "Malevolent," "Malicious," or "Foreign."

Moderately increases damage dealt to all types of divine beings and greatly increases damage dealt to divine beings with attributes "Moon," "Lunar," or "Foreign."

Moderately decreases damage received from any type of divine being and greatly decreases damage received from divine beings with attributes "Moon," "Lunar," or "Foreign."

Moderately increases hostility of deities with attributes "Moon," "Lunar," or "Foreign."

Greatly increases favor of divine beings with attributes "Sun," "Solar," or "Fox."

[..]

[Fusion Mode (Fake)] [NEW!]

Description:

By colliding [Mana] and [Spiritual Energy] at high speeds within the user's own body, the user of Sun Breathing is capable of generating imnse and constant heat, mimicking the internal workings of a star's core.

As collisions beco faster and more aggressive, more heat is generated.

Function:

Constantly consus Mana, Spiritual Energy, energy, and vitality of the technique's user in exchange for a constant and imnse increase in all physical paraters.

[..]

~ In the end, all that remains is the hope for a brighter dawn. ~

~ The Sun is sothing that has accompanied humanity since the beginning and will continue to accompany until the end, whatever it may be. ~

-//-

It was an excellent improvent, even if accidental. Even the downsides weren't too aggressive, well, at least not for .

Sure, losing energy and vitality every mont this [Fusion Mode (Fake)] was active was bad, but I had a few ways to work around that, besides my own passive regeneration.

Ignoring potions and my accessories, I still had the Life Crystals tucked away. It wouldn't be simple, considering how much this technique demanded from my body, but it was a good trump card to have if needed.

I slowly spun the ring on my finger while gazing at the sea. Normally, the Heart Valve wouldn't be here with , in the Spiritual Realm, but sothing had changed.

In fact, it had been changing for so ti now; this transformation was only completed yesterday, in fact.

-//-

[Heart Valve (Ring - Living - Evolving)] >>> [Devas Ring (Living - Constantly adapting.)]

Type: Accessory/Ability (Body Extension).

Rarity: Green >> Pink. (Evolving)

Prefix: [The Ring of the Lone Human of Terraria]

Durability: 616/639 >> 12283/12283 (Regenerable) (Evolving)

Mana Core: 1298/28382 (Evolving)

Ability(1): Can consu and convert Mana into vitality and energy for the user.

Ability(2): Can consu and convert part of its durability into vitality and energy for the user.

Ability(3): Can store Mana in an internal core for later use.

Ability - [The Ring of the Lone Human of Terraria]:

The [Devas Ring] can only be used at its maximum efficiency when worn by [Devas Asura].

The [Devas Ring] can only evolve when worn by [Devas Asura].

The [Devas Ring] can only be used by [Devas Asura].

[..]

Description:

Forrly a Heart Valve, a unique organ found in the hearts of the few and nearly extinct Mimics of Terraria.

Mutated to suit its new bearer, the Heart Valve swiftly evolved due to the Mana of its new user, transforming into sothing beyond its original purpose as it followed in its bearer's footsteps.

Its user was sothing unique, the sole one of their kind on the entire planet. To follow them would only lead to the sa path...

[..]

~ There was no other na to be given for such an accessory ~

-//-

It was almost expected that sothing like this would happen. I used the Heart Valve, or now called the Devas Ring, or just my ring, so many tis that this thing, besides , must have had the most contact with my Mana.

From the start, the ring was already alive and capable of evolving, combining these characteristics with constant exposure to my Mana, and there could only be one outco...

"This damn prefix..." I muttered, half amused and half annoyed.

I could understand the na, even if it was sowhat strange and reminded a bit of Lord of the Rings. Sothing that, by the way, I knew almost nothing about; it never interested much.

But this prefix was just ssing with . Damn, that was hitting a sore spot...

I had to see if I could inscribe Runes and Mystical Symbols on this ring. It would be complicated, given that this thing was more alive than an object, but I had a few ideas...

I spent a few minutes swinging my legs on the edge of the bridge, watching the sea, before deciding to stand up and continue walking toward the second island.

I was greeted, as always, by the Nightmares. This ti, a group of Beowolfs welcod . They acted more like a pack of dogs than the werewolves they were supposed to be.

It was funny how they even imitated the wagging of a dog's tail.

"Alright, settle down." I petted the nearest one under its neck, and the creature practically lted in my hands.

After hitching a ride on the back of one of the Beowolfs, I found myself in front of the black mud lake, looking at the Shadowfla. The fla had grown since the last ti I was here, though not as much as the lake or the island itself.

"Let's see the changes that have occurred in you..." I murmured.

-//-

[Fragnted Shard of the First Shadowfla (Weakened - Inferior - Spark)]

[Max Bond!]

Type: Ability.

Rarity: Green >>> Orange (Forrly Red) (Absurdly weakened) (Evolving)

Damage: 333 ~ ??? >>> 989 ~ ??? (Absurdly weakened) (Evolving)

Current Maximum Temperature: 683 >>> 1783 degrees Celsius (3241.4 degrees Fahrenheit) (Evolving)

[...]

Ability(1) - White: The Shadowfla is capable of consuming Materials/Energies/Sins to strengthen itself and return to its peak.

The stronger/stronger the Material/Energy/Sin, the longer the Shadowfla will take to consu it!

If the Material/Energy/Sin is at a much higher level than the Shadowfla, it will not be able to consu it or will consu it partially!

Ability(2) - Blue: The Shadowfla is capable of generating small tentacles that latch onto the target, hindering the extinguishing/displacent of the fla.

The Shadowfla's tentacles operate based on the sins of the target, clinging to them and consuming them to strengthen itself!

Ability(3) - Green: The Shadowfla is capable of restoring the Aura of "The Strear" by consuming its own 'Vital Fla'.

The 'Vital Fla' of the Shadowfla can be restored by consuming Materials/Energies/Sins!

Ability(4) - Orange (NEW!): The Shadowfla has its damage and temperature increased against beings with attributes [Fallen], [Fallen Angel], [Angel], [Good], [Evil], and, to a lesser extent, [Divine].

Any being connected to the Christian Pantheon (DXD) will struggle to resist the Shadowfla.

Ability(5) - Light Red: [Locked!]

Ability(6) - Pink: [Locked!]

Ability(7) - Light Purple: [Locked!]

Ability(8) - Li: [Locked!]

Ability(9) - Yellow: [Locked!]

Ability(10) - Cyan: [Locked!]

Ability(11) - Red: [Locked!]

Ability(12) - Purple: [Locked!]

[..]

Description: Serving a new and final master, the Shadowfla awaits silently for its orders within "The Strear's" Spiritual Realm until its existence is needed.

Whether in battle or judgnt, the Shadowfla will consu all enemies of its master until nothing remains but ashes, along with their sins...

[..]

~ I will accept everything... All of my sins. ~

~ Angels, Fallen Angels, Gods, it doesn't matter. In the end, everything returns to cinder... ~

-//-

"Finally, you have the temperature of a true fla." I joked. I could feel the happiness emanating from the fla.

This little guy was simple: the more food he had and the stronger he beca, the happier he was.

I glanced over the Shadowfla's new ability. It was useful, especially if I were to go to DXD. The only issue was that the advantages were effective only in DXD...

"I'll need to feed it with so stuff from other worlds." I pulled the Shadowfla into my hand and molded it into a sword.

Even though I fed this guy with Aqua's hair, an advantage against Konosuba's Gods hadn't appeared, at least not an individual advantage, since I was sure that fit into the [Divine] part.

It seems that a larger quantity of materials was required for sothing like that to happen. This or a large number of dead enemies, but the first was relatively easier than the second...

I spun the Shadowfla in my hand and transford it into a spear, the sa as last night. It wasn't anything too detailed, just a common throwing spear, straight with a sharp tip.

Of course, not to ntion it was made of purple fire. Hellfire, by the way.

If this thing had been unleashed on Jinn... the outco wouldn't have been pretty. Even the lamp would have been damaged, if not completely destroyed.

It was a ti-consuming attack; I would need several good seconds to form it, which in battle was practically impossible, but it was a good trump card in so situations.

There would be no battle if I blew up my enemy before they even saw .

I spun the spear in my hand before throwing it into the center of the lake, where the Shadowfla casually floated out and returned to hovering. After one last look at the island, I closed my eyes to exit my Spiritual Realm.

When I opened them again, I was face to face with Jinn's blue eyes inches from my own.

"Good morning. Do you have no sense of personal space?" I pushed her face back with my hand.

"Personal space is overrated." Jinn laughed and stood up. I made a point to focus my gaze on her eyes, which made her pout before laughing and asking, "Were you in that inner world of yours?"

Then she noticed.

"Yes." I didn't deny it. "How did you figure it out?"

"Your Spiritual Energy shifts in a different way when you go there." She twirled her finger around before pointing it at my head. "It's subtle, but easy to sense up close."

I had no idea that was happening...

I used the VoidBag to dress and stood up, pulling my sleeping bag, still intact, into my inventory. The Shadowfla was efficient.

I picked up my phone from the ground and checked the ti.

[6:16]

It was a bit later than my usual stream start ti, but still early. I thought I'd sleep more.

"Did anything happen while I was asleep?" I started walking. Jinn tossed the lamp towards . I hung it around my waist as Jinn began to follow , floating around.

"Nothing, no Grimm or human showed up." She shrugged and floated, resting her chin on my head and her hands on my shoulders. "No one called either."

"Are you a kite, by any chance?" She probably looked like one of those Chinese kites. Or, in this case, a Mistral kite.

"They've made a kite in my honor before." Jinn chuckled. "It was a school project in Haven. The kite was well made, they just got the color wrong."

"Red?" I guessed.

"No, green." She laughed. "But that was a good guess."

"It was the second choice." I shrugged.

Minutes later, with the stream already on, Jinn back in the lamp, and Dahlia and Havi awake, I bid farewell to Theodore and headed towards the edge of the city.

"Are we running to the Valley?" Dahlia asked , a bit concerned. "I don't think I can keep up, Mr. Devas."

"Don't worry." I shook my head and pulled a Bull-Head from my inventory.

Dahlia and Havi stared at the Bull-Head with wide eyes. I could feel their surprise and respect shoot up just from that action.

At this point, it's better not to try to explain things and leave it as it is.

"Let's go, it's a long way. And we won't be stopping for bathroom breaks. If you need to go, go now." I joked and climbed onto the Bull-Head before settling into the copilot seat.

It would be about an eight-hour journey. I'll use this ti to practice a few things.

"Aren't you going to drive, Mr. Devas?" Havi asked, looking at the pilot seat. He seed worried, maybe thinking I'd make him drive or Dahlia?

"No, I'm letting a friend drive." Before I could finish my words, Jinn erged from the lamp, fully dressed, and waved to the two of them.

Dahlia was surprised, of course, but waved back. As for Havi...

"Dear?!"

... He fainted.

"I should have placed a bet." Jinn laughed and sat in the pilot's seat.

"A bet I wouldn't have taken." I scoffed. It was obvious Havi would react poorly to Jinn. "Don't worry, Dahlia, Havi's fine."

I reassured the worried woman and helped her tuck her fainted husband into a bed I pulled from the VoidBag.

"What number is he going to say when he wakes up?" I looked at Jinn.

"None, he's a smart man." She said with a playful tone. "It's rude to ask a lady's age, didn't you know?"

"I didn't think you'd care about that." I sat back down.

"I don't care at all." She laughed and started the engines. "But I do like having a secret or two, makes things more fun."

"Fair enough." I shrugged. "Do you actually know how to drive this thing?"

"I have the knowledge of how, but I've never tried it myself." Her eyes practically sparkled. "If anything, the worst that could happen is we crash and explode."

"Not too serious then." I nodded calmly. I wouldn't even scratch myself with the impact.

Dahlia seed monts away from following her husband's footsteps into dreamland, but she held strong.

Eight hours later, several hundred Grimms slain, and another faint from Havi upon seeing Jinn again, we had arrived in Vale.

[...]

OMAKE-CANON. (Occurs after RWBY)

POV: ???

"Ugh..." I'm so hungry...

Waking up these past few days has been a struggle. At least when I'm asleep, the hunger subsides... Or most of it, anyway.

"FUCKING QUARANTINE!" I yelled before getting hit in the face with a pillow. "Watch where you throw that, you asshole! You could've hurt !"

"It's a foam pillow. If you get hurt by that, it's your problem." My idiot brother mumbled, wrapped up in blankets. "It's four in the morning, go back to sleep, Ashley."

"I can't sleep with this hunger." I shot back before growling. The idiot had already gone back to sleep. "I'm going to find sothing for us to eat since you're too lazy, Andy."

I got up and went to the kitchen. I wrinkled my nose at the sll; the place looked like a pigsty, but cleaning up would require energy I couldn't afford to waste.

"Fucking water company..."

After filling my stomach with saltwater, not food, but it helped with the hunger, I began to search earnestly for any leftover food.

It took a few minutes of searching until I found a can of tomatoes in the trash.

"You're a lifesaver, Ashley..." I muttered.

Before I could return to the room to show my idiot brother my incredible find, I heard a conversation from outside the building. Had soone finally co to end this shit?... Nah!

Probably just so idiot trying to help a friend who lived here. Let's see how this ends. The last one got shot in the head; let's see how this one fares.

"You know, I just want to know what's going on here. I've heard so rumors, but I wanted sothing more concrete." I heard soone's voice asking before reaching the balcony.

"I'll warn you one last ti. Get out or I'll blow you away!" shouted the idiotic guard, completely ignoring the question. "Do you really want to die, you idiot?"

Quick! I'm going to miss the action!

A quick walk to the balcony and I had a privileged view of what was happening at the building's entrance.

The view was the sa as always, the guard was the sa too... I think? Damn, they were all the sa, made the sa too. But the man in the sights of the retarded guard was soone new.

He was tall, taller than my Andy and more muscular, not that it mattered. His hair was as dark as Andy's too, and the eyes...

"What are you?" The man with orange eyes muttered.

... Were looking straight at .

I felt a shiver down my spine, one of the bad ones, worse than when Andy got mad at . My whole body went cold, I felt my hair stand on end.

No matter how many tis my body scread: Run! Run away! You're going to die! I couldn't move.

I was completely paralyzed. Whether it was fear, dread, horror, I couldn't say... I just knew one thing...

That man with orange eyes is going to kill ...

"Bang!"

The sound of the gun firing made my body react. I felt like I could move again, like I could run, but I didn't, sothing stopped again, this ti it was shock.

"How rude."

The man with orange eyes didn't take his eyes off as he spoke to the guard who, by now, had his mouth wide open and his eyes bulging. The idiot was shaking, the gun in his hand too, but I understood why.

It wasn't every day you saw soone catch a bullet with their hands.

Before the guard could run away, because shooting he wouldn't, I could tell by his look, the idiot was terrified, the man with orange eyes turned to look at him.

I sighed with relief when those orange eyes stopped staring at , not the guard, who fell unconscious in a puddle of urine.

That was my cue, I turned around, taking advantage of the distraction of those orange-eyed man...

"You know, you're the first person I've seen with a soul the color of pitch. Well, at least in this world."

... Only to co face to face again with those orange eyes, this ti, at the entrance to my balcony... ON THE THIRD FLOOR! HOW?!

Wait, in this world?...

"What are you?" I squeezed the question between my trembling lips before widening my eyes when I saw Andy's shadow behind the orange-eyed man. He was holding a cleaver.

I didn't have ti to scream, to be honest, I didn't even know who or why. The mont the cleaver hit the orange-eyed man's neck, the noise that echoed wasn't that of cut at, bone and muscles, but tal hitting tal.

Andy fell backwards with the force of the blow as the cleaver fell to the side, the blade crushed.

"You didn't even hesitate." The orange-eyed man turned to Andy. "Your soul is strange too... Is that a mark?"

The orange-eyed man looked around for a mont before sighing.

"Can we talk?" He stared at with those orange eyes for a mont. "I promise I didn't co here with ill intentions. I just want so information and I'll leave."

I didn't believe a single word coming out of his mouth, but I nodded. What choice did we have? I signaled Andy not to do anything and started walking before he could respond to .

Fuck! What a shitty day!

The orange-eyed man waited for Andy to get up before starting to follow . I sat at the table and pointed to the chair in front of , Andy's was beside .

"Our tea is over." I said, not wanting to annoy him. It was obvious we had nothing, the house was a ss, but I thought it best to speak anyway.

The orange-eyed man glanced at our kitchen for a second before sitting down. The mont he sat down, the table filled with food and drink.

Chicken, steak, bread. I didn't even know so of those dishes.

The only thing that stopped from jumping into the food and devouring it all until I turned into a ball was Andy.

"What do you want?" My brother held back and stared at the orange-eyed man, I could feel his hands trembling. "Nothing is free and you clearly aren't normal."

The orange-eyed man tapped his fingers on the table for a mont before answering.

"What I want is information. I have sothing to do in this place." He explained casually. "As for the food, well, I prefer to talk to people who aren't about to faint. You can consider it my paynt for the information."

"What information?" Andy asked in my place. I was using all my concentration not to jump on the food.

"What happened in this place." The orange-eyed man gestured around. "Why are you trapped here, the basics."

"And then? After we answer you, what will you do?" The orange-eyed man stared at Andy in silence before answering.

"Then I'll leave."

I didn't believe that for a mont. But if I was going to die, let it be with a full stomach and hugged to my brother.

I didn't wait for confirmation and started eating. I grabbed the first thing in front of , a piece of chicken. Damn, it was by far the best thing I had ever eaten in my life!

"Ashley..." I heard Andy sigh. "So be it then..."

I didn't pay much attention to the conversation Andy and the orange-eyed man were having, I used my ti for sothing much more important, like eating.

After a few minutes, I think, the conversation was interrupted by the shitty music the neighbor played almost every day. Before anyone could speak, a thunderous noise made the building tremble.

The sound was grotesque, rough, like a scream of sothing dying or being tortured. The voice that ca next was worse.

"MORTAL WHO SUMMONED , ANSWER , WHY IS THE ENVIRONNT FILLED WITH ENERGIES?!"

There was no before and after. One mont he was sitting in front of us and the next he was standing, ters away, in the neighbor's apartnt, holding a dark stain, full of red eyes with his hand.

I could only see this scene because everything between the man and the neighbor's apartnt had completely disappeared.

"I knew I slled shit. I thought it was the garbage from this whole building, but it seems I was wrong, what stank was demonic." The orange-eyed man's voice was no longer calm.

"Your sins are great, did you know that?..."

Sothing in his voice was comforting, warm, like a hug from Andy on a sunny day. But at the sa ti, it was dark, cold, cruel.

Why were the shadows trembling?...

"Tell , demon. You speak, I listened, don't pretend you didn't. What did you co here to do?" The orange-eyed man looked at the blood circle on the floor and scoffed. "This idiot didn't summon you with this shitty ritual. You appeared because you wanted to, so why?..."

The room heated abnormally. For a mont, I could see purple flas covering everything and burning everyone. Was this hell?...

"...Don't lie, I will know."

I felt a shiver run down my spine again and I was sure, the literal demon in the room wasn't to bla.

The demon with red eyes didn't speak at first, didn't move, either to try to fight or flee. Sothing told that the latter would always be the best option against the man with orange eyes.

Oh, so sweet and naive... You could never run away ~

I didn't know where that thought, that voice, was coming from, and I didn't want to know.

Then, slowly, with a low tone, like an obedient slave speaking to his master, the demon with red eyes murmured like a devotee:

"Forgive , O my master and lord. My eternal Lord. I failed to recognize you, and this mistake is grave. I beg you to punish this humble servant for his transgressions."

The man with orange eyes fell silent. The whole place fell silent; if he didn't speak, I knew, no one would.

So no one spoke, and everything fell silent.

[…]

POV: Devas Asura.

You know, when I ca to this condominium, I really didn't think this shit would happen. It was supposed to be a simple mission: go, investigate the shit that's happening, and leave after getting so information.

I didn't even plan to do anything today. Just getting so information would be good for , but damn it, of course not!

First, I find out that the whole place stinks. In fact, this whole damn city slls of sothing dark and sickening. Half the people here seed to have so kind of ntal disorder.

Damn, I would guess there's sothing in the water, but from the news I've seen, that's already been confird.

Then this woman with pink eyes, seriously, I haven't seen a soul so rotten and dark since Tyrian. I almost wanted to congratulate the woman, of course, before exorcising her and blessing her.

If I, of all people, wanted to try to bless soone, it was because the shit was ugly.

Her brother wasn't normal either. Ignoring that he didn't hesitate to try to kill , as if it were natural, he was marked, his soul was marked with sothing dirty.

Soone had sacrificed the guy for sothing, a demon maybe, or so kind of lesser god. Maybe he had accidentally made a pact himself, I couldn't say, but sothing had gone wrong and he was marked in the process.

A strange damn duo I stumbled upon unintentionally; the way they looked at each other was weird as hell too, but that was the least of it in this situation.

The conversation I had with Andrew, I found out his na in the middle of it, was useful. I didn't get much information, but the few things I got were sowhat relevant.

Then everything went to shit when a literal demon showed up. He was kind of weak, at least the part of him that was here; I could see he wasn't fully manifested.

I didn't think for a second that that thing was friendly. The amount of sins stacked up that creature had were countless.

The only reason I didn't start him with Sun Breathing and burn what was left with Shadowfla was because I wanted to see if he had useful information.

Still, if he tried anything, I would kill him. There was no escape for that thing; if it moved wrong, all that would be left would be ashes.

Then he mistook for his master. Whether it was the devil himself or sothing else, I didn't know, but damn...

What a strange fucking place!

[...]---[...]

Well, about the chapter: I wanted to make sothing that made more sense, at least in the context of the story.

I wanted to describe roughly how Devas adapted to the ti stop, how things happened. Basically, the first thing to co back to him was his brain, or in this case, the important parts.

"mories are not important..."

Shit almost went down, Devas moving purely on instincts is kinda scary. And well, upgrades!

I've wanted to do sothing with Sun Breathing for a while now, but didn't have the chance, well, until now. Devas' race is still human (Always will be...). As for [Devas Ring] and Shadowfla, well.

The ring is sothing that has been with Devas since the beginning, chapter 8 if I'm not mistaken, even though he only used it in Kitsu. Alive, parasitical still, being exposed to so much of Devas' Mana, for so long, well, changes happen.

As for Shadowfla, the fla is what it is. With each rarity increase, another ability and the fla gets stronger.

Finally, the omake...

I think it's obvious (to those who know) which characters these are. I ended up playing this ga a while ago and felt like writing about it.

Well, the second part of this OMAKE is already on (P)(A)(T), by the way.

I think that's it. Good night to everyone and happy reading!