Chapter 4332 The Reality Zen Wanted
rence had formted several conjectures regarding the possible changes of the point of origin.
It might never change and continue on forever. In that scenario, the entire world hadpletely
perished while rence and Zen remained trapped in an eternal prison.
Another possibility was that the point of origin would turn into the perfectnd and restart the thirteenth-
grade world. Since the first-grade and the thirteenth-grade worlds shared amon origin, it was
highly possible for them to transform into each other.
The third and final possibility rence spected of was that Zen''s and the Evil God''s existences
would bring about new, unexpected changes to the very basic rules of this world.
In the end though, these all remained as spections since this was the very first time rence
experienced the downgrade.
However, seeing where things now stood, it seemed his third theory proved correct as the point of
origin began to split slowly.
"What will happen next?" Zen asked.
"Maybe... We will both have a perfectnd," rence replied.
"You mean the world willpletely separate in two?"
"Yes, and you will be another me. Congrattions," rence told him with full sincerity.
Instead of tion, Zen felt disappointed, "But you promised to give me a real world!" he growled.
He did not want a perfectnd nor did he wish to be the ruler of the world. The only thing he
wanted was to restore everything that had been destroyed: his loved ones, his friends, and his family.
"It wouldn''t be difficult. I can give you my memories and you will be able to repeat the past," rence
assured him.
With that, his consciousness suddenly surged towards Zen''s and took the initiative to fuse with it!
In this fusion, rence voluntarily gave up dominance which meant that Zen now would effectively
devour a part of his consciousness and have ownership of his memories.
"Why? Why did you do that?" Zen asked in shock.
"Once the point of origin is restored to the perfectnd, I will embrace a brand new world. I have no
need to restore the past so it would be best to leave my past memories to you," rence answered. In
truth, he only wanted to remember the general information of the past.
With his reasoning, Zen found no need to say anything more and simply waited for their consciousness
to mergepletely. During the process, Zen found his knowledge increase exponentially.
rence''s memories contained the highest level of omniscience: the distribution of any and all energy
and substance in the thirteenth-grade world to the first-grade world. Needless to say, it was an infinite
quantity of information.
With this, Zen would now be able to restore everything ording to the past.
Soon enough, the divided part of rence''s consciousnesspletely merged with Zen''s.
Further on, the point of origin finally split into two with Zen and rence upying their respective
worlds.
Once he assumed control of the point of origin, Zenpletely lost contact with rence.
The world Zen was in was infinitely small and his consciousness floated silently, alone with no source
of sound, light, or feelings. It was at that moment that Zen truly felt lonely.
Bored out of his mind, he then decided to start sifting over rence''s memories.
Within these memories, Zen was able toy out every single detail of every single being that ever
existed: kings, traitors, dreamers... Their life stories and inner thoughts were shown to him from birth
until death, like overly-long movies of which Zen was the only audience.
After scrolling through the memories of tens of thousands of creatures, the point of origin suddenly
began to change.
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Zen felt it: the sudden disappearance of the infinitelyrge pressure that once engulfed him.
Soon enough, highlypressed substances and energy began to bounce back and the infinitely small
point of origin popped.
It was a silent explosion.
In the midst of the violent surge of energy, there was no sound.
It was in this soundless burst that the space which allowed all substances to exist came into being.
The flow of time resumed.
Light spread out to every corner.
Finally, sound came after such a long period of silence. What was supposed to be a noisy explosion
became music to Zen''s ears.
Before him was a huge space.
There was nothing in front of him but he did not feel empty, instead, everything felt perfect.
It was indeed the perfectnd.
He had already witnessed it once in rence''s memories and it was exactly as it appeared there.
Everything in thisnd was constant and wouldst forever. There would be no more pain, separation,
or betrayal. If he rebuilt the fairy pce here then everything would be perfect.
With that, he then began to extract the relevant information from his memories that would enable him to
rebuild his perfect world.
tter...
Cyan rocks began to materialize into the void as they formed a high wall. In an instant, the fairy pce
had been restored along with the people who lived in it.
Salome''s lively giggles, Geoffrey''s mischievous yell, and even Letitia''s scolding voice — Zen could
hear it all.
The familiar warmth and vitality rushed through him before he even entered.
Everything was perfect, simply, truly perfect.
He shaped his body and walked straight into the fairy pce. However, just as he was about to enter
its gates, he stopped. For some reason, he found it hard to go inside.
The fairy pce was the same fairy pce from his memories and the people within it were as he
remembered them to be. Everything was perfect and eternal in the perfectnd.
However, this perfection disgusted him.
This was not the reality he wanted.
"Go."
Zen ordered softly.
And thus, the fairy pce crumbled along with the people within it.
It wasn''t just the fairy pce that he wanted to restore but the entire world.
His world wasn''t perfect by any means. It was a world where disease, separation, death, and fear
existed.
Nheless, that was reality and it could neverpare to this fake world he was given.
To Zen, everything in the perfectnd was just too false and strange.
"This ce is too narrow. I have to downgrade it..."
While Zen grumbled, the thirteenth-grade world began to unfold. As it lost a portion of its details, it
turned into the twelfth-grade world and the energy was divided into two.
Thus, Zen proceeded with his downgrade and soon the world changed into the eleventh-grade world
and the energy quadrupled.
Soon, the world devolved into the tenth-grade world and the energy split into eight.
The ninth-grade world...
The eighth-grade world...
The seventh-grade world...
The sixth-grade world...
The fifth-grade world.
At that point, Zen finally stopped.
He could restore everything at any point. In a sense, he was the controller of time and he had to decide
when to restart the past.
After thinking for a while, Zen finally made his decision.
Above him was indestructible gray soil. It was here that his family and friends in the fairy pce were
forced to bid farewell to each other and meet their ends.
"My memories...
Restore them all."
Under hismand, the fairy pce was recreated in an instant.
At this moment, the people within the fairy pce were all geared up to embrace their deaths. All of
them suppressed their sadness under a calm andposed facade.
Margaret covered Salome''s eyes with her hands, not willing to let her see their doom. With no idea of
what was happening, Salome innocently asked her mother what was wrong.
"Nothing. Everything will be fine, sweetheart..." she replied and tried her best to hold back her tears.
"Mother, the blue line is gone," Salome continued as she looked through her mother''s fingers with
innocent eyes.
Margaret''s eyes, which had been shut close from despair, snapped open the moment she heard
Salome''s words.
True to what her daughter said, the blue line had indeed disappeared and everyone within the fairy
pce waspletely unharmed. Zen''s avatar, however, had disappeared.
"Why? What happened? How did we survive that?" Margaret muttered in confusion.
It wasn''t just her. Letitia, Aura, Lavender, and everyone else thought the same thing. They all survived
yet Zen''s avatars had all disappeared.
In the other side of the fairy pce, Fuxi, Geoffrey, Rocher, and the others had all closed their eyes
and awaited death.
After a while though, they realized that the end they had been waiting for never came.
"Is this a miracle? Am I dreaming?"
Geoffrey had been praying with his eyes closed. He had no idea just how they would be able to escape
their situation, so all he could do was pray to some higher being for a miracle. In a strange stroke of
fate, his prayers were answered.