Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The light ball slowly floated towards Zen and merged with his body once more.

Clarence's voice rang from the depths of Zen's soul again. "The reality I gave you is not enough. You have to create your own reality as well."

"Is there any difference?" Zen asked in confusion.

"Of course there is. This could be what I pursue, and also the reason you were born," answered Clarence.

For humans, drinking the first mouthful of milk to fill their empty stomachs after birth was the beginning of their journey to life. From there, they grew step by step in pursuing strength, wealth, love, power, and the desire for immortality.

However, Clarence was born in a perfect land and had everything he needed within his reach. There was nothing worth pursuing to him in neither the higher-grade worlds nor the lower-grade worlds, which drove him to seek the truth instead.

Why did the world exist?

What was behind the world and all the things in it?

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the answers to these seemingly simple questions himself, let alone anyone else.

Although Mastema was on par with him, Mastema had no interest in discussions such as these other than desperately downgrading the world.

Most of the time, Clarence felt quite envious of Mastema. He only focused on the downgrading, giving it his full attention and refusing to think about anything else.

While the world became downgraded little by little, Zen and the Evil God were born as special existences. How could Clarence let go of these two easily?

When Zen heard Clarence's words, he couldn't help feeling hopeless. He wanted to bring his family to a stable environment and stay in the fairy palace, but Clarence insisted on forcing him out.

"Can I really create my own reality?" Zen asked hesitantly.

"Sure, I will help you," replied Clarence.

"Fine." Zen heaved out a sigh as he began to pull himself together.

Clarence mentioned became the greatest motivation for him. He looked forward to meeting his family again. He did not intend to give up even though he only had

appeared in the Wall World. Zen's eyeballs were slowly formed, followed by

advantage in the Wall World, but was, in fact, a burden.

great advantage in the Wall World. He

end, he still created a human figure but with a

to perceive the

see?" Zen asked as he felt a slight discontent.

You can only see the length and brightness of the thin lines; however, you can release your spiritual sense into

to do what

sense could only spread along the surface of the Wall World, but as it had

spiritual sense, it would still be difficult for

short distance on the plane, he noticed a

his spiritual sense, but the moment his spiritual sense was infused into the thin gray line, it vanished into thin air. It had actually

"This thin gray line!"

conclusion. "This is the unbreakable gray soil. Has it also

downgraded. What you see is only a section line of

never be able to see the complete appearance of the creatures in the higher-grade worlds. If Zen had been born in the second-grade Wall World, he would always see only a thin gray line appearing to block the way. It would be impossible for him to

the gray soil belong to anyway?" Zen suddenly asked

know," Clarence replied.

no matter how much the world downgraded, it would only stay the same

appeared from the far ends, one from the left

Zen exclaimed as

instinctively retreated as he felt the danger approaching and

a huge pair of black

death. However, he saw black lines on his left, right, and back. He

Is

used his spiritual sense to communicate in

Evil God. It must be the Evil