The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 943 Time to end this war

Cain was left in a state of shock and speechlessness, his eyes fixed on the unfolding events. The climax came when the entity, in hot pursuit of Horus and the aliens, vanished into the depths of the Atlas Continent, only to reappear moments later, bearing news of Dark Skyʼs weakened state. It then cocooned itself in a shimmering golden shell, leaving the warriors in a state of uncertainty.

Although the entity never revealed his name or identity, it was easy for Cain to recognize him. That sense of apathy and overbearing attitude born of a deep-rooted belief in absolute superiority was not new to him. He had seen it during the awakening of his Alter-Ego and believed it to be his former self, the one before the reincarnation that brought him to Aether.

The news of the cocoon shattering immediately spread among the warriors of the Sacred Races. It did not take long for the Collapsing Lightning Emperor and all the powerhouses ravaging the Dark Fog to return to the Infinite Horizon.

At first, they were filled with thrill and delight upon seeing their leader return, but it was evident that something was wrong with Cain as he stood silently in the sky. Although they were worried, all the warriors remained silent and watched from a distance, not wanting to disturb him.

Cain did not even register the presence of the powerhouses. The shock and confusion in his eyes was intense, and his Ego Wave was trembling, a manifestation of the turmoil coursing through his soul and mind. Even with his monstrous willpower and the ability to control his emotions and maintain focus, he was at a loss, silent in the sky.

His identity as a reincarnator was not something he had considered or even thought about for several years, yet this changed everything. After all, his previous incarnation had manifested during his current lifetime and took control over his body and soul!

It was a heavy psychological blow to the young man. Cain could not help but wonder about that entityʼs goal and who his bodyʼs true ruler was.

The weight of the revelation pressed down on him, causing his mind to swirl with questions and doubts. He felt a profound disconnect from his own identity, a sense of being an intruder in his own life. The presence of this overpowering, ancient self now overshadowed the certainty he once had about his purpose and path.

Cainʼs hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to process the implications. The entityʼs actions, cold detachment, and overwhelming power he wielded felt like a dark cloud overshadowing his existence.

ʼWho am I? What am I?ʼ A myriad of questions arose in Cainʼs mind, but those were the most important ones. The fear that his current self was merely a vessel for this ancient being gnawed at him, affecting him to the core, making him question every action and move he had made since he opened his eyes in this world.

More and more warriors began to amass on the ground of Infinite Horizon, all filled with hope and thrill to see their leader but surprised by his state. They could sense the intense inner battle by the state of his willpower and the shocking tremors of the red force field, though they could not fully grasp its magnitude.

Cainʼs thoughts spiraled further as he tried to reconcile his current identity with the undeniable presence of his former self. The realization that this divine entity had taken control in moments of crisis shocked him, and it grew even worse as he considered that it might have influenced his actions and decisions, generating a profound sense of vulnerability and uncertainty.

Who was he really? Was he merely a fragment of a greater whole, destined to be overshadowed by a more powerful past self? Was he truly the master of his life, or had his actions been influenced by someone else without him even realizing it?

His mind raced, seeking answers in the chaos. He needed to understand this entityʼs intentions and uncover the truth about his goals and how they aligned with his own desires.

Unfortunately, Cain did not even know where to start to look for signs of this entity or in which silent part of his soul he hid. The shock and confusion began to give way to a resolve forged in the crucible of his inner turmoil, and he communicated with the one he knew had answers.

”Apex!” Cainʼs voice carried powerful intent, a will that began to rise higher and higher, fighting against the existential doubt that attempted to erode his ego and spirit.

The golden humanoid in the deepest part of Cainʼs soul sea gazed toward the Sun Seed, and he could feel the furious will within. A sad expression appeared as he also felt the distrust, making it clear how little faith Cain had in him.

”Ahhh. He will not appear again, not to take your body nor to help you.” Apexʼs voice sounded tired, and he turned to the massive gate behind him, his eyes focused on the cracks. ”At least for ten thousand years, you will not have to worry about his influence.”

Cainʼs eyes narrowed as he heard those words. Apex did not try to hide anything or play tricks, but that did not mean he would trust him, as it was not the first time he had been deceived. He stood silent, closing his eyes as he began to assimilate everything that had happened these past few days.

”I will not be a mere puppet to his past!” A sense of order and conviction began to arise through Cainʼs willpower, and as he opened his eyes, all doubts faded. Although he could not yet understand the nature and control of the entity, that did not mean the future would remain the same.

The massive red force field extending beyond Infinite Horizon flowed back into his mind, and his eyes burned like three red suns as he turned toward the north of the Atlas Continent, a sense of brutality and bloodlust emerging. ”Time to end this war.”