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.

again. He did not intend to give up even though he only had a glimmer of

Wall World. Zen's eyeballs were slowly formed, followed by his whole head,

no need to follow the rules of humans in creation. A human body had no advantage in the Wall World, but was, in fact, a

he would certainly gain a great advantage in the Wall World. He could observe better and even

end, he still created a

to perceive the light. What he saw

only things I can see?" Zen asked

release your spiritual sense into these thin lines.

what Clarence had

but as it had been infused into the thin lines,

Space had been downgraded into a mess of various fragments. Even with his spiritual sense, it would still be difficult for him to make out the real shapes of these

distance on the plane, he noticed a

sense was infused into the

"This thin gray line!"

little stunned but he immediately came to a conclusion. "This is the unbreakable

not and will not be downgraded. What you see is only

in the second-grade Wall World, he would always see only a thin gray line

does the gray soil belong to anyway?"

Clarence replied.

had already gathered at the edge of the perfect land, and no matter how much the

black lines suddenly appeared from the far ends, one from the

strong aura of energy!" Zen exclaimed as he was shocked.

instinctively retreated as he felt the danger approaching and instantly

shape of the black lines. They formed a huge

death. However, he saw black lines on his left, right, and back. He had already been trapped by the black scissors.

Is

used his spiritual sense to communicate

dead, neither was the Evil God. It must be