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.

greatest motivation for him. He looked forward to meeting his family again. He did not intend to give up even though he only had a glimmer of hope to cling

dots suddenly appeared in the Wall World. Zen's eyeballs were slowly

in the Wall World, but

wings, and eyes, he would certainly gain a great advantage in the Wall World. He could

Zen just couldn't accept it. In the end, he still created a human

to perceive the light. What

I can see?" Zen asked as he felt a

thin lines; however, you can release your spiritual sense into these thin lines. In this way, you can infer their appearance," Clarence

what

spread along the surface of the Wall World, but as it had been infused into

mess of various fragments. Even with his spiritual sense, it would still be difficult for him to make

walked a short distance on the plane, he

his spiritual sense was infused into the thin gray

"This thin gray line!"

was a little stunned but he immediately came to a conclusion.

soil has not and will not be downgraded. What you see is only a section line of it," said

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

the gray soil belong to anyway?" Zen suddenly asked with

don't know," Clarence replied.

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

the second-grade world, two black lines suddenly appeared from the far ends, one from the left and the other from

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

fight in the Wall World, he instinctively retreated as he felt the danger approaching and

his spiritual sense, Zen quickly recognized the shape of the black lines. They formed a huge pair of black scissors, and as their blades

high speed, had escaped death. However, he saw black lines on his left, right,

Is

used his spiritual sense to communicate in all directions.

Evil God. It must be the Evil