Unfathomable Senior

“The devils are approaching, get ready!”

“For the Radiant One!”

A large group of warriors holding rudimentary weapons like spears and simple bows charged at a group of beasts. First came the arrows that were imbued with a sparkling glow. Even though the arrows were made from wood and something akin to pig iron, the moment they were strengthened by the strange energy, they became more resistant and fearsome. The moment they connected with the thick beast hides, they pierced through and injected a force that caused internal bleeding and even explosions.

The battle raged on as the warriors clashed with the monstrous invaders. The air was filled with the sounds of clashes, roars, and the occasional explosion as the radiant arrows found their mark. However, the charge of the monsters could not be stopped by simple ranged weaponry; soon, the beasts approached, and the spears needed to be used. Just like the arrows, the glow surrounded the tips, which the people from this tribe used to pierce the others' flesh.

The clash intensified as the warriors engaged in close combat with the approaching monsters. The beasts were unlike anything the tribe had encountered before - hulking creatures with twisted horns, fiery eyes, and scales that seemed impervious to the conventional weapons of the tribe. The air crackled with the energy of the Radiant One, a mystical force that had long protected the tribe from the malevolent creatures of the surrounding wilderness.

It was their god that sometimes appeared in their dreams to guide them. These prophetic dreams were rare, and only a few individuals were capable of making sense of them. The figure that appeared was seen as a lone man with a glow about them. They couldn’t make out its true appearance and went with the Radiant One name to make it simple. Thanks to those cryptic teachings, they were able to combat these strange monstrosities that had begun appearing through strange red gates.

Portals to the underworld began to manifest across their lands, appearing in underground caves and even underwater. Each portal unleashed peculiar creatures that would later emerge to hunt the inhabitants. Life, once simple, was now disrupted, compelling the tribes to unite against this common adversary. Swiftly, all tribes joined forces, and today, they were preparing to advance into a cave housing one of these infernal gates.

Among the warriors, a figure stood out, adorned in elaborate armor and wielding a radiant sword. This was the chief of one of the main tribes and their greatest warrior. His blade glowed with a brilliant light, matching the energy of the arrows and spears used by his tribesmen. With swift and precise movements, he cut through the monstrous horde, his every strike guided by the mystical power coursing through his veins.

The chief fought with unwavering determination, his eyes ablaze with the radiance of the divine force that fueled his every move. His warriors rallied around him, inspired by his bravery and the shared purpose of defending their homes from the encroaching darkness.

Instead of the customary embers, a luminous glow captivated the onlookers. It resembled radiant soap bubbles drifting slowly skyward, converging towards a peculiar figure. Suspended in the heavens, this individual possessed long, snow-white hair, exuding an otherworldly radiance. The glow obscured the features of the person, preventing the crowd from discerning their face as it radiated an enigmatic brilliance.

Each person present recognized this figure; some had experienced his prophetic gifts in dreams - it was undeniably the Radiant One. Acting on instinct, every individual in the gathering bowed in humble submission before this divine being. Even the tribe Chief, usually regarded as a figure of immense power, could do nothing more than tremble with profound reverence. Their god, tangible and real, stood before them, an awe-inspiring presence.

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‘They are worshiping me, I don’t really deserve it… How am I different from that thing…’

Zhang Dong had revealed himself to the people he had created. He was the mastermind behind the creation of the hell gates, strategically placing them underground to shape dungeons. However, his original plan did not unfold as intended. He had envisioned warriors descending into these dungeons for training purposes, aiming to suppress the growing monster population before it became uncontrollable. Instead, the people adopted a different approach. They opted for large-scale armies, engaging the enemy only when absolutely necessary, deviating from Zhang Dong's intended method.

This revelation forced Zhang Dong to confront the limitations of his control; he couldn't always anticipate the actions of these people. The casualties of war surpassed his calculations, and the extensive burial before him was a consequence of his own orchestrations. While these people regarded him as their savior, in his own mind, Zhang Dong saw himself akin to the entity harvesting system holders for their essence. He recognized that, in a similar vein, he was compelling these people to evolve to a higher stage just to drain them of it so that he could gain more power.

His plan was working as people were constantly growing. The Chief of these unified tribes had reached a stage similar to the early foundation realm and was the strongest person around. Following his steps others would soon do the same. Their souls fueled his new cultivation, the stronger the beings were before their demise the more energy he could gain.

As they continued to evolve alongside the beasts, Zhang Dong realized that his own growth was intricately linked to theirs. This world was his inaugural creation, but there was potential for much more. Other planets could be inhabited, fostering the possibility of eventual encounters. Maintaining conflicts was essential for his empowerment, yet despite gaining strength, an unsettling feeling pervaded everything. Zhang Dong grappled with the conflict of not wanting to burden these beings, even as he recognized that if he didn't become stronger and ultimately triumph over his adversary, their entire world would face inevitable collapse.

The existence of this world hinged on Zhang Dong, as he provided sustenance and longevity to everything within it. Their very lives were intricately connected to his core, and they would perish without understanding the cause if he were to fall. His responsibility extended beyond his family and friends from the cultivation world; now, he bore the weight of millions of lives on this planet he had crafted, with the imminent prospect of their numbers soaring into the billions.

The Radiant One persona he had inadvertently taken on weighed heavily on him. While he had never intended to become a deity figure to these people, the reality was undeniable. The prayers, the worship, and the expectations - all directed towards him, a being torn between the ethical implications of his actions and the necessity of maintaining the balance in his world…Please visit fr𝐞𝐞w𝒏.𝒸𝑜𝔪 website to read fastest update

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