Chapter 582: Qadall Awakens
Chapter 582: Qadall Awakens
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Qadall, the God of Souls and Death had woken up from his long slumber!
Qadall was a silent and often unknown God by many. He was the original God of Death and Souls, whose job ended being replaced by Hekaton. Due to this, he felt betrayed by his siblings and went into a life of solitude, where he ended taking care of the transmigration cycles of dungeons and monsters out of necessity.
After all, he required substance and he wasn’t able to get any prayers or belief, so he created and maintained the smaller transmigration cycles to support himself, something that only made monsters more common, but which he never cared about.
Of course, this was the Qadall of future Kritias, which was already saved.
He had woken up from a slumber way too late when things were already going terribly wrong.
At the end, he tried doing some help himself, after seeing how Vedon and Lamus sent the split soul of Anastacia to the Past Kritias, he grabbed the soul of a Hero named David, and made him reincarnate as a Silver Ant inside the same dungeon that Veronica was reincarnated, following the trace left behind by her soul.
He did this in hopes to make any difference, but he did it mostly out of desperation, and at the end he didn’t hoped that much would happen.
He had give up at the end, he had been too detached from others to put much of a thought. So he decided to seal himself and enter into slumber once more…
However, he suddenly woke up, and it was by the power of several small figures sitting over his large skeleton body, a beautiful woman, and a cute boy with shining crimson-red eyes, multiplied dozens of times into phantom clones glanced at him.
“You’re Qadall, right?” asked the boy, Ervas..
“Yes… Did you woke me up?” asked Qadall.
“We did. Why did you sealed yourself?” asked Veronica.
“Hmm. Probably I did it as a way to escape reality. I didn’t wanted to get involved into anything anymore… I grew detached to everything since Bestellen went insane,” said Qadall.
“I see… Well, might as well tell you what happened,” said Ervas.
The split souls connected soul threads with Qadall’s soul and infused information and memories into his mind, after a few seconds, he learned everything he had to learn and felt a bit enlightened.
“So that’s how it went. Interesting… You two are the ones sent by Vedon and Lamus. So you did it… You actually saved us at the end… What about the one I sent?” asked Qadall.
“He served his purpose, at the end, he helped us a bit. Also, if it wasn’t because of him, we would had killed all the Heroes, so you saved their lives, if we put you as the one behind him,” said Veronica.
“I see… I don’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing, but you don’t seem angered over it,” said Qadall. He seemed like a calm and very expressionless god. Perhaps even emotionless.
“We have gone past that,” said Ervas.
“Yeah. Now, what do you plan to do?” asked Veronica.
“I have no idea. Seeing how this world doesn’t require me to be a pillar, I’ve left without a job, the dungeons are now connected to your transmigration cycle, aren’t they?” asked Qadall.
“Indeed…” said Ervas.
“You can still be of some help, if you want to,” said Veronica.
“Sure, why not? I feel like I am indebted in you two. Even more because you killed and stole all the powers from Hekaton, the god I detested for stealing my job,” said Qadall.
“Nice, because we got a job for you that will be within your field,” said Veronica.
“Indeed, have you thought about becoming a Transmigration System Moderator?” asked Ervas.
“Moderator? Hm… You mean, I could maintain the system of transmigration that you own?” asked Qadall, his empty eyes glowing with bright will-o-wisps in excitement.
“That’s right! What do you think? We can maintain it by ourselves by using hundreds of split minds, but even then, the more we stretch our minds, the less organized we become, a moderator that could aid them would be useful,” said Veronica.
“This… Alright, sounds good enough,” said Qadall.
“Glad to have you on board, here’s your insignia,” said Ervas.
Qadall grabbed a little insignia made of some strange material, probably a hard material extracted from Demon God King’s fragments. The insignia resembled a tree with several stars atop it…
“What is this?” he asked curiously.
“That’s your job insignia, wear it so you can show off you’re working for us,” said Ervas.
“Eh?”
“Yeah. Your work is 5 days a week with 2 of rest in the weekend. There’s also a month of paid vacations per year, if you want, we can discuss it more. The pay is… well, a lot of energy and power you can freely extract from the transmigration cycle,” said Veronica.
“Hm… Are we being too tyrannical? Five days a week of work seem unfair for a god,” said Ervas.
“You’re right… How about three days a week with paid weekend of 4 days?” asked Veronica.
“Eh? What? I… Okay?” asked Qadall.
“Good, alright, you’re starting next week,” said Veronica, while petting Qadall’s head.
“O-Okay…” said Qadall, feeling confused.
“For now let us tell you more about the Kritias we are currently in, while we give you a Soul Therapy. Just relax,” said Ervas.
Qadall was then massaged all over his body and soul, as he felt relaxed and confused at the same time.
Why was he being treated so nicely? He didn’t do anything!
At the end, this Qadall learned a lot about the outside world, while also wondering how Lamus and Vedon from this Kritias were doing, and he also wondered if the split souls could contact his other self from the Past Kritias and tell him to join them.
“If Hekaton is gone and you tell him that you killed him, he will most likely join you willingly,” said Qadall.
“I see, we’ll do so, whenever we find him,” said Veronica.
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