Chapter 340: Blessed Child [1]
The moment my eyes met Noah’s, I felt something churn in the depths of my soul.
It was an instinctive feeling of being caught while doing something that was meant to be wrong by the world’s standards.
Just the feeling was a lot more profound than just being caught by someone.
It was as if the enforcer of the laws in the world had noticed my presence and was now ready to deliver his judgement upon me.
As I tried to sense Noah’s core on a deeper level... something began to block my vision, and at the same time I could feel the hatred in Noah’s eyes amplifying itself.
What was it?
I couldn’t understand, but I knew I had no choice but to understand it.
The mana sword had now awakened, and it was currently materializing itself in Noah’s hand.
The condensed beam of mana that had enveloped Noah’s hand was the one manifesting the sword.
And the more time passed, the more I felt like the world was being connected to Noah himself through his mana sword.
I knew something like that was inevitable as the mana sword was meant to have control over the mana in the world, and give its holder the authority to rule over it.
At the moment, Noah should have been gaining the same authority over the mana in the world, but that wasn’t the important thing.
The more Noah bonded with the world, the more hatred for me could be seen in his eyes.
A hatred that didn’t feel like it was his own, but at the same time it felt like something primal, something that was supposed to be dormant but was manifested into existence due to... me?
My brain began to analyse the events to find out the reason behind the sudden feeling of wrongness that was emanating from my soul.
As if I had done some grave sin against the world and now its enforcer was here to punish me for my crimes.
But—
What was the crime that I had committed?
Though the question surrounded my mind from all angles... I knew that the answer was already there before me.
I was an anomaly.
An individual who had been born through the fusion of souls.
And more than that, I had something that was against the very laws on which this world was based.
My ability to absorb the essence from the dead.
What was death?
The question wasn’t hard to answer, but it had its own level of complexity.
Death wasn’t just being deprived of the ability to breathe and function like how a living being should—
No.
Death meant returning to the embrace of the world upon which one’s soul had been born.
And I... I had the ability to deprive the beings on this planet of the privilege to return to their source.
Absorbing the mana essence from the cores of those that I had killed meant that... I was taking away their deaths from them.
I was going against the very foundation on which this world was based.
Life and Death were the forces of nature that were against each other but at the same time... these forces were interdependent on each other and coexisted to maintain the order on the planet.
But I had destabilized that order.
Every time I had absorbed the mana essence, I had always felt a feeling of disgust and repulsion.
I had always known what I was doing was something against nature, and now that very same nature was being hostile towards me.
Being bonded with the world meant that Noah was now a conduit for the feelings of the world to be expressed in real tangible ways.
His already existing hate towards me must have been amplified by the hate this world had against me.
It wanted me to vanish from existence, but till now... it had been powerless to do so.
But—
Its blessed child had now awakened itself, which meant that... the world now had the vessel to impose its wrath on those who had been going against its wishes.
Against the rules that it had formed for the continued existence of... itself.
And my actions had now threatened its existence, as every time the essence from the dead was absorbed into me... the world was deprived of its own essence.
The discovery should have been a warning for me to stop... to bow and to apologise for my sins, but—
My lips involuntarily stretched into a small smile that was closer to a smirk.
I was amused.
If the world was against me... so what?
If it wanted me dead... so what?
As if such a pest had the right to judge me.
I wasn’t even from this world, so I had never been created by this world either.
I had no obligation to follow its rules, and maybe that was why I had been granted the ability to go against the foundation of this world—
To rebel against the absolute governing authority in this plane of reality.
If the world wanted its blessed child to fight against me... so be it.
Taking out my sword, I gave Noah an amused smirk before walking towards him.
The moment I began closing the distance with the protagonist, I could sense Zenur and Elsa moving in my direction, though they made no efforts to stop me.
The headmaster seemed to be interested in learning more about the world’s blessed child, so as his well-wisher wasn’t it my responsibility to let the drama unfold.
For the entirety of the time, Noah hadn’t stopped glaring at me, and now that the beam of mana enveloping his hand had reduced, I could see a colourful sword materialising in Noah’s hand.
The outline of the sword was becoming clearer with every passing moment, and I could even notice the sword being colourless at the same time.
Well, that was expected, as the sword was a direct materialisation of the world’s mana in reality, so it was natural for it to assume every form that the mana in the world had.