Chapter 287: Mortal Dao
Chapter 287: Mortal Dao
Leaving the Shadow Realm, the vibrant rays of light filled my sights as I laid upon my back staring up in wonder.
“Dao of Kings, Devil Hearts, War and Sin. Four mortal Dao’s, two of which are connected to one another. No, it’s just one; why complicate it. Let’s just add them all together, and I have grown extremely close to the Dao of kings and sin during these past five years.”
“Scared?” Anya asked, hidden from sight. “Forming a mortal doa is a life-changing event.”
“It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t, but I feel like nothing will change, at least for me.” I said, feeling my words were merely wishful thinking, “How are the Valkyrie fairing?”
“Trapped like rats and scared of what is to come. Their divinity should all be drained within a year.” Mare stated alongside her sister.
“Any way to increase that rate?”
“Do not get greedy, Arsene. The fact we were able to make a formation with the shit materials present is a miracle. If we push the formation anymore, it will shatter.” Anya solemnly warned, bringing a bitter wave of irritation to me.
“I see; well, continue the excellent work, and how are the designs for the Abyssal dagger coming along? Hades is taking the necessary steps to hook me up with Hephaestus.”
“The designs are complete, but I don’t think he will be able to do what you wish.” Mare whispered, “First of, he will need some of the strongest materials from the Nine hells. Which cannot be found within the material plane.”
“You needn’t worry about that, my little twins. Or did you forget I am a devil? I will take the necessary shit from Ezra and Lilith; I just need to ask their father. Although I can’t say, I am looking forward to that.”
Giggling to themselves, the presence of Anya and Mare vanished, leaving me with some peace. Feeling the chilling breeze against my cheeks, I grunted.
To form Mortal Dao, I needed to sever my connection to Heavenly Dao for at least a second or two and will my purpose it into the soul. However, as a soul bender, is it even possible for me to simply temporarily sever my connection? My comprehension of Dao itself is so profound I find it impossible.”
I have spent all my life comprehending darkness, and then there are the other Daos like fire and lightning. Using the flames of hellfire to sever the connection would be stupid since it would simply wipe the connection from existence, leaving me crippled.
Hades had not given me the answer but instead told me that was how many did it, but I found it strange he had not stated the process of soul benders unless it was impossible for my kind? Although Lilith was forming hers.
“Maybe I am overthinking. He said, sever my connection to the heavens… Now, what does that even mean? What exactly is that connection? Is it the soul, the body, or the Dantian?” I asked aloud, hoping the winds would answer my question.
Slapping my head, my eyes suddenly began to glimmer as I arose smiling, “Why not sever everything: the soul, the Dantin, and the Body? One of the oldest forces within creation is intent. The Abyss doesn’t have a mind, only a Will, an intent. So why cannot I?”
“Zan, Silvia, Anya, and Mare, come to me!” I shouted, empowering my throat with demonic Qi. Watching a harem of goddess step out of the void via the rune of teleportation, I could not help drool a bit at the thought of them within my bed. Shaking my head pulling myself out of my lustful fantasy, I grinned, “I need all of you to watch over my body. I think I figured out how to form my Mortal Dao.”
“Do we really need to be here?” Anya and Mare both asked together as one. “We are busy.”
Choosing to ignore the foolish question, I sat in the lotus position, joining my eyes together entering a world of darkness. Readying my mind, I spoke, “Silvia, sever my spine from top to bottom. Zanris, seal the seven senses. I need nothing connected, just my life, Anya seal my dantian, and Mare, you make sure I do not die. I should not say If I die what your master will do.”
Feeling a ruthless intent from their bodies, I snickered, “Good luck, girls,” I stated as everything turned black and cold.
Not feeling the least bit scared, my mind and body began to slip away as per my will. I did not need excess thought; I did not need a body to distract me. What I needed was the Intent… The Will to portray all that I felt. The Abyss could not think yet created Lilith; it could not think yet it allows life to exist within itself.
Emotions, such as love and hope, cannot exist within my will, but they must be allowed to fester into a contradiction, for I do not wish to be a hollow tool. My will must not be evil, for I do not see myself as evil, but rather as free untouched by neither man nor heaven. Yet, it must be corrupted like the hells themselves: Lust, Wrath, Pride, Gluttony, and Sloth those are my paths.
Yes, I must be more than what Baphomet strived to be. For my pride shall not allow myself to fall any lower. The seven paths of sin are all mine. Even if destruction awaits me, I will continue on. Death, War, and chaos are not my friends but tools that shall be used at my whims. I stand not side by side with creation, but above it, they are my food, and they are my toys.
Whether they are man or god, Beast or Devil, I will stand above them. Asmodeus, Baphomet, Aldrich, Truck-kun, Gabreil, even you… You who seem to be above them all. You who gave me life. Little Brother, I will not return to serve under you but by your side.
“For I shall be a Monarch of Darkness and A Devil of the Abyss. This is my will and all that I am! I am Arsene Snow, and this is my Intent.