Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Clarence had formulated several conjectures regarding the possible changes of the point of origin.

It might never change and continue on forever. In that scenario, the entire world had completely perished while Clarence and Zen remained trapped in an eternal prison.

Another possibility was that the point of origin would turn into the perfect land and restart the thirteenth-grade world. Since the first-grade and the thirteenth-grade worlds shared a common origin, it was highly possible for them to transform into each other.

The third and final possibility Clarence speculated of was that Zen's and the Evil God's existences would bring about new, unexpected changes to the very basic rules of this world.

In the end though, these all remained as speculations since this was the very first time Clarence experienced the downgrade.

However, seeing where things now stood, it seemed his third theory proved correct as the point of origin began to split slowly.

"What will happen next?" Zen asked.

"Maybe... We will both have a perfect land," Clarence replied.

"You mean the world will completely separate in two?"

"Yes, and you will become another me. Congratulations," Clarence told him with full sincerity.

Instead of elation, Zen felt disappointed, "But you promised to give me a real world!" he growled.

He did not want a perfect land nor did he wish to become the ruler of the world. The only thing he wanted was to restore everything that had been destroyed: his loved ones, his friends, and his family.

"It wouldn't be difficult. I can give you my memories and you will be able to repeat the past," Clarence assured him.

With that, his consciousness suddenly surged towards Zen's and took the initiative to fuse with it!

In this fusion, Clarence voluntarily gave up dominance which meant that Zen now would effectively devour a part of his consciousness and have ownership of his memories.

"Why? Why did you do that?" Zen asked in shock.

"Once the point of origin is restored to the perfect land, I will embrace a brand new world. I have no need to restore the past so it would be best to leave my past memories to you," Clarence answered. In truth, he only wanted to remember the general information of the past.

With his reasoning, Zen found no need to say anything more and simply waited for their consciousness to merge completely. During the process, Zen found his knowledge increase exponentially.

Clarence's memories contained the highest level of omniscience: the distribution of any and all energy and substance in the thirteenth-grade world to the first-grade world. Needless to say, it was an infinite quantity of information.

With this, Zen would now be able to restore everything according to the past.

Soon enough, the divided part of Clarence's consciousness completely merged with Zen's.

Further on, the point of origin finally split into two with Zen and Clarence occupying their respective worlds.

of origin, Zen

silently, alone with no source of sound,

of his mind, he then decided to start sifting over Clarence's

Zen was able to lay out every single detail of every single being that ever existed: kings, traitors, dreamers... Their life stories and inner thoughts were shown to him from birth until death, like overly-long movies of which Zen was the

of tens of thousands of creatures, the

it: the sudden disappearance of the infinitely large pressure that once engulfed

substances and energy began to bounce back and the infinitely small point of origin popped.

a

violent surge of energy, there was no

the space which allowed all substances to exist came into being.

of time resumed.

spread out to

sound came after such a long period of silence. What was supposed to be a

was a

he did not

indeed the perfect

once in Clarence's memories and it

land was constant and would last forever. There would be no more pain, separation, or betrayal. If he rebuilt the fairy palace here then

that, he then began to extract the relevant information from his memories that would enable him to rebuild his perfect world.

Clatter...

materialize into the void as they formed a high wall. In an

Geoffrey's mischievous yell, and even Letitia's scolding

rushed through

was perfect, simply,

walked straight into the fairy palace. However, just as he was about to enter its

was the same fairy palace from his memories and the people within it were as he remembered them to be. Everything was perfect

this perfection disgusted him.

the reality he wanted.

"Go."

Zen ordered softly.

palace crumbled along with

wasn't just the fairy palace that he wanted to restore but the entire

perfect by any means. It was a world where disease, separation, death, and fear

was reality and it could never compare to this fake

land was just too

place is too narrow. I have

Zen grumbled, the thirteenth-grade world began to unfold. As it lost a portion of its details, it turned into the

and soon the world changed into the