After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 23.1

The tiny beast cub had a body the size of a palm, with a round plump head. Its tender fleshy wings were slightly covered in white fur. Its arms and fingers were small and soft, seeming as if they would break if squeezed too hard.

The God of Darkness was dumbfounded.

His nemesis, the God of Light, was sitting in that young man’s palm, tilting its head, looking confused, and listening attentively.

The young man seemed to have finished speaking, so he just added one more sentence.

“Do you understand?”

The tiny nemesis nodded, its tender white wings folding slightly, appearing obedient and adorable, like a cub towards its creator.

Then, a sentence that could almost shatter the God of Darkness’s sanity was uttered.

“Yes, Father.”

The faint voice was not weak at all, carrying a hint of resilience, as if making a promise to the young man. Its golden eyes flickered, like they were infused with gold dust, brilliant and mysterious, as if reflecting the Milky Way, showcasing the magnificence of light.

Although in the form of a young beast, the true core of the God of Light was fully visible.

This was definitely His nemesis, but why was it in this state?

The God of Darkness doubted his own eyes, even questioning if he had opened the door incorrectly. How else could he see such a shocking scene?

His nemesis had always been proud, becoming a war maniac when agitated, fighting to the ends of the universe without stopping, feared by all gods who dared not provoke it lightly.

But now, it was as docile as a cub in the hands of an unfamiliar young man. Well…it might indeed be a child, as it looked newly born no matter how you looked at it.

The God of Darkness was truly bewildered. What was even more absurd was that there were several cats on the table staring intently, not at him who had suddenly entered, but at that tiny nemesis. His arrival seemed to have gone unnoticed by them. Compared to him, the tiny nemesis currently acting cute in the young man’s hands seemed to be a more troublesome and important enemy.

As he was in shock, the tiny nemesis suddenly paused, glancing at him sideways with innate rejection and hostility. Then it actually stared at him, as if wanting to report to the young man, raising its hand to point at him.

The cognitive shock came so suddenly that the God of Darkness really couldn’t comprehend this scene. He decisively closed the door and instantly fled, while trying hard to analyze the situation he had just witnessed.

How could his nemesis have turned into that form? And who exactly was that young man? No matter what, his nemesis was still a god of the primordial sequence, of equal status to him. Even if it had just been reborn with its consciousness newly awakened, it was absolutely impossible for it to have such an attitude, calling that young man– “Father”!

A terrifying imagination flashed through the God of Darkness’s mind, an imagination that made even him shudder.

The God of Darkness wondered, could it be that the status of that young man… was above theirs?!

Shocked, he instantly ran to the side gate of the Imperial City, his mind struggling to process this information.

His consciousness had only awakened a dozen years ago. Perhaps he was not mature enough as a deity, His power still not fully recovered. To make matters worse, he had been sabotaged, almost causing his status to drop. Therefore, he couldn’t make his revival widely known. He had been trying to understand the situation of this era everywhere. He came to the Aust Empire because he heard the Divine Kingdom of Light was going to destroy the Aust Empire, and he wanted to check on his nemesis along the way. However, he never expected to witness such an absurd scene.

Perhaps due to excessive shock, the God of Darkness’s divine body split, causing pain to spread throughout his body. He couldn’t help but tremble, blood seeping from his lips.

Conceptual gods had this weakness–They needed a vessel to manifest in the world. Only when the vessel was recreated after being destroyed could they revive with a new consciousness and reappear.

His revival this time had gone terribly wrong. It wasn’t overseen by the Dark Angels of the Dark Divine Kingdom, but by a blasphemer who tried to use him. After his revival, He flew into a rage and immediately killed that blasphemer. However, the incomplete divine body still caused him great trouble, leading to frequent breakdowns like now. He needed to repair it quickly.

This was also the second reason he wanted to find the God of Light – repairing his body required divine power, and other substances were useless. He wanted to get some divine power substances from the Divine Kingdom of Light, as natural recovery would take too long.

However, he never expected…his nemesis to end up in that state, though in a sense, it was much better than his own situation.

The blasphemer who had schemed against him was an undead, relentlessly pursuing him, determined to obtain his godhood. The Dark Divine Kingdom had been invaded several times. Among humans, a truly formidable monster had emerged, daring to scheme against even primordial gods and attempt to seize their godhood.

The God of Darkness’s expression changed as he finally stabilized his divine body. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a chill all over and immediately looked towards the west of the Imperial City.

It was the aura of that blasphemer – he had followed him here. The God of Darkness’s eyes darkened.

Right, the Continental Human Alliance had finally sent someone, claiming they wanted to re-establish friendly relations with the Aust Empire and protect it from harm. This friendly declaration came after the Divine Kingdom of Light’s threat of annihilation. The Aust Empire’s Foreign Ministry had accepted and would discuss specific matters with the Continental Human Alliance.

That blasphemer was from the Continental Human Alliance, probably trying to infiltrate the Aust Empire under this pretext. The God of Darkness frowned, unsure if the other party had discovered him or not.

But one thing was certain: the Aust Empire would become the center of the continental struggle.

The God of Darkness lowered his head, his expression complex.

On the other side.

“What’s wrong?” Xiu Si looked at the cub in his hand, following its gaze towards the shop door.

The door was slightly open, letting in a cold breeze. Other than that, nothing had happened, and no one seemed to have passed by.

Perhaps it was cold because of the breeze. His other creations had never been afraid of cold. Maybe it was because he had just revived and wasn’t familiar with the creation skill, causing this child to fear the cold.

Xiu Si quickly got up to close the door.

When he turned back, he saw the little one sitting dejectedly on the table, eyes downcast, golden eyelashes trembling, drowsy and almost falling asleep.

The two cats nearby seemed curious about its state.

Whether due to an inherent weakness or something else, he felt this child’s constitution was a bit weaker compared to its siblings.

“Let’s go back for now.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cub nodded, seeming to understand its own condition.

Xiu Si returned it to the guidebook and pondered for a while before strengthening its settings.

A creation’s settings couldn’t be added carelessly, especially the “essential settings”. The description couldn’t be too exaggerated, otherwise it would be deemed excessive and wouldn’t be recorded, rendering it useless. You couldn’t write whatever settings you wanted. If that were the case, he could simply write a child born capable of destroying heaven and earth, and conquer other worlds. So every time he created a child, he had to agonize over the description for quite a while.

This child had awakened before he could write a detailed description, so he had neglected it. Now that he remembered, he might as well write specific settings.

However, more importantly…the [Name].

Yes, he hadn’t thought of a name for this child yet.

Xiu Si fell into deep thought about this.

He usually named them according to the “Key of Solomon” for convenience and easy remembering, except for Beelzebub.

Beelzebub was special. It showed no activity when first created, only developing consciousness later. After consciousness appeared, its form also changed somewhat, differing from the initial model and growing to resemble the eldest, Baal.

He remembered that in some Earth legends, Baal’s alternate name was “Beelzebub”, and Solomon’s first demon king Baal was also considered to be Beelzebub.

Xiu Si wasn’t very familiar with Earth mythology, having only read some books during work, and his memory wasn’t very clear. He might have mixed things up, and myths themselves evolve and intermingle, leading to inconsistencies in names, forms, and deeds, with new interpretations in different eras.

Beelzebub, in his memory at the time, had three key words if he hadn’t mixed them up: “Ghost King”, “Lord of Hell”, and “Gluttony”. He tried writing these in, and surprisingly, it worked.

“Ghost King” was in gray text, “Lord of Hell” was in gray text, but “Gluttony” lit up, meaning Beelzebub’s gluttony ability was effective!

He was so excited at the time, almost falling into middle-aged chuunibyou syndrome, full of expectations for this child. Indeed, it met his expectations, being able to use its ability from birth, truly a genius among geniuses.

However, Beelzebub had a flaw – gluttony. It loved to eat, constantly eating in his memory.

It might seem fine now, but turn your back for a moment, and it could be eating. Once it even bit its sibling and wouldn’t let go, and would drool at the sight of immensely powerful abyss monsters.

Xiu Si wondered if there was a problem with the setting description. He shouldn’t have indulged in chuunibyou and written something like gluttony, resulting in a truly gluttonous child. Once the essential settings were recorded, he couldn’t change them.

Ah, just thinking about it brought tears to his eyes.

Of course, he loved all his children, but sometimes they were too unique, and he didn’t know how to handle them. After all, he had never taken care of small children in real life.

Fortunately, Beelzebub was only particularly gluttonous right after birth. Later, whether it understood his words or not, it wasn’t as gluttonous in front of him. Well…at least it stopped biting its siblings.

From then on, Xiu Si learned one thing: settings shouldn’t be written carelessly.

So now he needed to pay more attention.

He looked at the shining new cub in the guidebook, slowly extracting key words in his mind.

Light, like the embodiment of light itself, entirely transparent and luminous, able to emit light on its own. If released at night, there would be no need for lamps at home. If taken out at night, it would likely attract countless gazes due to its brightness and dazzling nature.

In mythology, which gods symbolize light?

Apollo in Greek mythology, Baldr in Norse mythology, Palenque in Mayan mythology… and others he couldn’t recall.

Apollo didn’t seem suitable. Greek mythology was too free. If he named the cub after a Greek god, what if it grew up to be too free-spirited?

So Greek mythology was ruled out. As for Baldr… the personification of light, said to be constantly radiating light, did seem similar to his cub.

Xiu Si pondered, and for some reason, thought of this world’s God of Light.

The God of Light was a conceptual god, but before concepts existed, they were nature gods, without emotions or thoughts, simply existing to fulfill their purpose without interfering with others. Only after concepts emerged and they interacted with others did they become more complex.

The primitive consciousness was destroyed, and the subsequent consciousness became increasingly complex.

Xiu Si didn’t want his child to be like the post-primitive God of Light–aloof and cruel. So, what should he do?

Xiu Si thought for a moment and quickly made a decision, writing into the settings – [Power of Light], [Embodiment of Light], and… [Loves all things, and is loved by all things].

The last phrase came from the Norse god of light, Baldr. He felt it was very suitable for his cub, so he wrote it.

This phrase was both his expectation and his blessing for his child.

He hoped this child would love all things and be loved by all things, as it is, like the sun, radiant and beneficent to all.

Xiu Si silently thought, “If we call it Baldr, it’s only one character different from Baal, which might be too similar. How about Paldr?”

The little one in the guidebook stirred slightly, its eyes flickering, seeming to like this name.

“Alright, let’s call you Paldr then.”

Xiu Si smiled.

Then, he was delighted to see that all the essential settings he wrote took effect, and simultaneously, the system panel suddenly added 50 achievement points.

Yesterday, the fall of the Divine Kingdom of Light had only given him 30 achievement points, but now, just naming the child had added 50 points at once!

What could this mean?

Xiu Si was stunned, as this had never happened before.

Was it a system error, or… was there some logic to it?

Xiu Si couldn’t figure it out, but then the system sound played again.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the “Blessing of Light”. You will never walk in darkness, and light will accompany you eternally]

Xiu Si was even more confused.

This wasn’t his problem though. No one in the world would have guessed that this newborn child was actually the new consciousness of the God of Light reviving, able to use its powers from birth.

Based on the information he knew, Xiu Si could at most think that his cub was exceptionally gifted, knowing how to give its father a buff right after birth.

“Sleep well.”

Xiu Si was very pleased, his smile deepening.

Seeing their father’s changing expression, the two cats on the table flashed their emerald eyes, already viewing that bird cub as a great enemy!

Indeed, the youngest was always the most dangerous.

Morax and Inpos exchanged glances, communicating secretly.

Inpos: The God of Light is so hateful, fighting us to steal our father.

Morax: By the way, how’s the fight between Aelioge and Beelzebub going? Beelzebub rarely fights seriously, its power is unfathomable. I hope Aelioge hasn’t been beaten down already.

At this point, They finally wondered if they should go help Aelioge.

Although Beelzebub was the last to awaken consciousness, its [Gluttony] ability was undoubtedly one of the most troublesome powers in heaven and earth. Even gods dared not provoke it lightly. In a real fight, even Aelioge with the [War] ability would struggle against it.

So, should they go check on the situation?