I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Chapter 907 - 907 14.183 Last Violet Star - Nightmare

The God of End asked, “Doth thee not feeleth teen at all?”

Translation: [Do you not feel pain at all?]

Little Snow answered, “No more pain. I got so used to it that I can no longer feel it.”

Little Snow shattered his own soul in front of their eyes, causing it to shatter into pieces. A portion did remain in the vessel, but there is a significant disparity between the level of the body and the soul fragments. The soul is powerless to manage the divinely-filled vessel and could only sluggishly nod out.

Before Little snow falls asleep he passes one soul fragment to the God of End and says, “Bring that one to Reincarnation. I had created a bloodline that would fit it. All the positive feelings and a copy of all my memories that fragment has it. He will live the life I had desired for. As for the rest of the fragments they would find a world to gather strength from it so this vessel that would remain in the Abyss won’t fall. Sigh~ I can finally rest. I wonder how I would treat that man who forgot about me. All this time he is the man whom I had loved the most and also the man I hated the most...”

His eyes gradually closed. His devastated soul’s shards soared out of the Abyss. The connection between those soul pieces and the Abyss was severed the instant the primary soul vanished, therefore the Void was unable to halt them. When he saw the sleeping man seated on the white throne, the God of End remained still. At a particular point in life, he experienced remorse and sorrow for the first time, which fundamentally altered the relationship between this kid and his son.

“As an apology, I shall maketh sure this fragment wouldst beest reb’rn and meeteth mine own issue as thee desire.” The God of End left the Abyss after saying these words.

[As an apology, I shall make sure this fragment would be reborn and meet that son of mine as you desire.]

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On the ivory throne, there is once more merely a sleeping beauty. Someone who was accustomed to suffering and isolation. a person who longs for love and company.

In contrast, Xia Jieye, who could only see the entire incident, struggled to contain his astonishment and the intense emotion he was feeling. After witnessing his Jing’er being ignored by himself, he was on the verge of going insane. He ultimately went entirely mad after watching his sweetheart kill himself to release his soul from the Abyss. The dreamscape he was imprisoned in burst into bits under the oppressive aura he is creating, leaving only a white realm covered in clouds.

During a split second, Xia Jieye noticed a figure laying on the biggest and fluffiest cloud that was around and waving his hands in his general direction.

A guy with long silver hair and gold eyes was seen by Xia Jieye. He recognized his features from somewhere else, but he couldn’t identify him. He observed the young man speaking to him. This is Mo Wanyi, the God of Dreams.

Mo Wanyi says, “Good Luck! I’ve returned the memories the God of End had taken from you. Cousin-in-law.”

Xia Jieye was unable to answer due to the sensation of falling weightlessly from the sky. He suddenly opened his eyes to the present, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes.

Gasp! THUD!!!

He shocked Hei Anjing, who had just completed changing their twin’s robe. He watched his spouse fall on the chair. He wanders aimlessly through their bedroom.

“My love, are you okay? Hm? Why are you crying? Is there a pain any...”

“J-Jing’er?”

Suddenly, Chun Hongyun-Jun wrapped his Dao Companion in his arms. Hei Anjing could hardly breathe due to the power in his arms, but he didn’t urge the latter to let him go since he must have experienced such a nightmare.

“It’s just a dream,” Hei Anjing consoles his sweetheart, “Don’t take it to heart, A’Xia. It’s just a dream.”????e??????????o??e??. ??????

Hei Anjing can hear his beloved whispering in the midst of his comfort. His voice is tinged with melancholy, affection, and feelings of remorse. Endless words of apology come out of his mouth like a prayer with a tone as if begging the one in his arms.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I’m very sorry. I will do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want to me. I just wish you will not leave. Jing’er, don’t leave me please...”

Hei Anjing was perplexed as to why his husband would act in such a manner out of the blue. He just spoke to his mother a few hours ago, wasn’t he? What’s going on here? Furthermore, why does he seem to feel the realm of dreams? Is he overthinking?

His husband took some time to settle down. The man had calmed down, but his level of clinginess had increased. Today, no matter where they are, he must at least hold Hei Anjing’s hands. He would embrace him if he got a chance and would never allow his wife out of his sight. Zhi Yue and Zhi Yang were left in charge of the kids when they were unexpectedly called.

The Demon Queen, who is also the vessel of Ye Xiajie’s mother, Goddess Gui, came into the house at the same time Zhi Yue and Zhi Yang were called. She walked up to the pair with a serious expression on her face.

Hei Anjing himself was a bit surprised, “Mother, what’s wrong?” He calls his husband’s mother ‘Mother’, as Hei Anjing only has two fathers in reality which are Mo Yue and Hei Sian.

Goddess Gui examined him while holding his wrist. Hei Anjing tried to take his hands back, but the woman in front of him had a tight grasp. His own qi obstructed the qi that was flowing through him, but Goddess Gui just needed a few minutes to comprehend his daughter-in-law’s predicament. Even Xia Jieye thought his mother and wife’s interaction was a little odd and strained.

“What’s wrong?” Chun Hongyun-Jun asked.

The Demon Queen looked worriedly at Hei Anjing and said, “A’Jing, your original cultivation has greatly Regressed you can barely keep your divinity. How many times have you died during the trial?”

Everyone was rendered silent but Hei Anjing still had his mischievous smile and answered honestly, “Just a few times. It doesn’t matter, Mother.”

“A’Jing, things aren’t simple. The ‘you’ right now is just a soul fragment which is also the soul core. Where are the rest of your soul fragments?” Goddess Gui asked.

Everyone was astonished by this question, even Xia Jieye. He had recently experienced a nightmare in which his Jing’er tore apart his own soul and dispersed its pieces into all conceivable universes. There is just one soul that has chosen to reincarnate that which the God of End had guarded: the soul.

Xia Jieye felt a great deal of unease. He believes the images from that nightmare to be only a dream. Just realistic; it wasn’t genuine. Yet now that he had second thoughts, he could see why the young man who had allowed him to experience that dream claimed to be restoring his memories to him. The past experiences he had forgotten and that the God of End had taken away from him when he first emerged from the abyss were what transpired in that dream.

Thoughts of Xia Jieye at this moment, ‘That dream is real! Does this mean Jing’er died first before I did? The soul I first met before was the soul fragment of his Little Snow who entered reincarnation and had to be reborn as Hei Anjing?’

As if reading his husband’s thoughts, Hei Anjing said, “Don’t overthink too much, my love. I’ve only died once. That’s when I personally destroyed my soul to escape the Abyss. It’s just that my soul was never complete in the first place.”

Xia Jieye asked, “You knew that I already remembered what I’d forgotten.”

“Hm. Instead of saying that you have remembered someone who had interfered and directly told you the past events in the Dream Realm. In Vearth, I only know one person who had such full control over one’s dreams. Even though you know you are dreaming you couldn’t get out right?” asked Hei Anjing.

Chun Hongyun-Jun nods his head as if he had experienced it firsthand.

Hei Anjing said, “The one who did it is my cousin. Well, I don’t know if you will treat him as your Cousin-in-law or nephew. As he is the eldest son of Uncle Baojun and Uncle Siwang who is your brother. The God of War and Dreams, Mo Wanyi.”

“The son of my brother. No wonder he was able to catch me off guard. But how did you know?” asked Chun Hongyun-Jun.

Hei Anjing took a cloud from his husband’s body and removed it with a soft touch. This represents the person’s recent exit from the Dream Realm’s residual aura. As everyone noticed the cloud, they realized right away how Lord Hei had learned of his cousin’s intervention.

Goddess Gui said, “A’Jing, your soul could barely hold one. You must return to the Nether System and once again stabilize your soul. Though you might lose your Godhood in the process.”

“There is no need. Mother, I, and A’Xia were in the final stage of the Second Trial. This is the last world I can be with him like this. I want to stay in this world until the end.” Hei Anjing said.

Even Goddess Gui had to keep her mouth shut when Hei Anjing revealed the second trial of resurrection’s last stage. She was also aware of how the second trial would finish. After all, the final trial of resurrection must be completed by his son. At that time, he would be the one looking for his wife’s soul fragments and gathering them for him. Even Xia Jieye’s countenance darkened upon hearing these remarks. At the end of the Second Trial, he was aware of what it entailed.

“I’m never gonna do it.” He whispered.

With a knowing smile on his lips, Hei Anjing heard what his husband had said but pretended he hadn’t heard it since he knew that this man wouldn’t be able to accomplish it now that he understood what had happened in the past, which he had previously forgotten.

Behind Hei Anjing’s smile is malice and fury towards the God of End. His thoughts are, ‘That useless god is scheming again. This time he even got my uncle’s help for Wanyi to make a move himself.’

Hei Anjing spoke, “Mother, don’t worry about us. Everything would be alright. You just have to focus on your husband. It seems his memories haven’t returned yet and he has completely turned silly.”

The King of Devils had forgotten his origins after being resurrected in this realm, as seen by the way he behaves as though he belongs here. The Demon Queen had a headache just thinking about how deeply he had been engaged in this world’s narrative even if he doesn’t actually play a part in it.

The Demon Queen asked, “A’Jing, what should mom do with your father-in-law? Do you have suggestions?”

“Beat him up until he remembers everything.” Hei Anjing answered.

Xia Jieye commented, “Just tie him up and drag him home. If he struggles on the way, knock him out. I will lend you this.”

He gave the Demon Queen a pair of black handcuffs, which are unique to the Nether System and have the power to physically lock every living thing’s qi, rendering them as vulnerable as humans.

It was constructed from a unique material that is effective against all races. Only sinners are allowed to wear such metal as chains in the Netherworld.

The Demon Queen appeared startled as she fixed her attention on her son and daughter-in-law as well as the black shackles. She was aware of the type of effort done in Vearth to maintain the equilibrium of that world. All Gods, Evils, and animals who have sinned are dealt with by them, and they are imprisoned in the Nether System. Offenders were given the option of turning from their misdeeds or dying in the end.

The one in her hand is one of the gadgets that were famous in the Netherworld. As long as she has this, she can catch anyone with it including sovereigns.

The Demon Queen asked, “Don’t you use this for work?”

“It’s fine, mother. There is plenty of it in where it comes from.” Hei Anjing said, smiling with an innocent yet playful smile. Obviously, entertained the events that may happen once the handcuff was used.

Chun Hongyun-Jun said, “Use it to catch that stupid old man.”

“T-Then... I will use it well...” said the Demon Queen with hesitation yet still hid the chain in her storage ring for future purposes.