Epic of Caterpillar

Chapter 2248 The Factions Of The Recessed

There were hundreds of thousands of Celestials that were buried and sealed away within the Underdark or the Sun itself, and with each year, new Recessed would constantly appear.

At first, there were only ten of them, the first Recessed to have ever risen back, they fought at first, like beastly undead monsters with nothing in their minds other than power.

But as they absorbed and cultivated the corrupted sunlight of the sealed Sun, their memories and consciousness were regained, and their intelligence rapidly improved.

Using their newfound abilities, they began to purposely hasten the revival of their kind, all while creating an alliance, which over the years grew into its own society, right within one of the most dangerous areas of the world of Abyss, the Underdark.

Those that awoke first were then known as their new leaders, pioneers of a new movement, a new Era where the Ancient Celestials would finally begin to reclaim what it was theirs.

Slowly, they would begin to amass troops and creep into the surface of Abyss, bringing hell to all Vampires that dethroned and sealed their father long ago.

The ten that woke up first were known as the Ten Elders, amongst them was Ashatath, the tenth. She was the weakest of all ten of the Elders, but formidably stronger than any other Recessed.

They grew much stronger than the others as they spend the time they had as the first ones to wake up to absorb the energy of the sealed sun and the Underdark, refining their Souls and Bodies and giving birth to powerful Daos of their own creation.

Over the years, even if they didn\'t devour the Sun, after absorbing its rich sunlight, they are eventually all evolved into Star Eater Realm, and only continued growing stronger and stronger…

Between these ten elves, the seventh of the Elders was a man known for his resourcefulness, strategic thinking, smarts, and cunningness, a man that always aimed higher, he was one of the rare Celestials that did not change how he used to be upon becoming an aberrant Recessed.

If anything, he only became stronger and his cunning mind became even deeper, now filled with malicious thoughts, he wanted to overthrow the other Elders and devour them, gaining their powers to become the strongest Recessed and monopolize the Celestial Graveyard where hundreds of thousands of other Celestials had been sealed in near-death states and were slowly mutating into new Recessed, and also the Sun all for himself.

His name was Demiurgus, and his appearance was rather demon-like, with a long, slender and almost skeletal body, his crimson red skin tightly wrapped around his skeleton. His face was covered by a black veil with an eye imprinted with blood, and he had seven pairs of golden horns growing from his head all the way to his long, draconic tail.

He had creepily long arms, with long fingers and claws, and he possessed no legs, his original form had them cut off when he personally battled the Blood God, who tortured him before "killing him", although he didn\'t truly die, and ended sealing his own soul and body to survive.

After waking up and mutated into a Recessed, Demiurgus had originally thought that because of his lack of legs, he would be much weaker than the rest, and as the seventh, he was. However, as he developed his unique powers and the Dao he created, he quickly started to amass even greater power behind the backs of the rest.

Over these last five hundred years since he awoke, he had been slowly recruiting Recessed into his hidden faction, slowly preparing themselves for a total war against the other Elders to overtake the entire territory the Recessed used to create more of their kind and to absorb the powers of the sealed sun.

And today was yet another of such meetings for Demiurgus, not all Elders were his enemies either, as he had invited the eighth and ninth Elder to his Dark Palace as well, to properly discuss the next steps of their master plan.

"I am glad you\'re here, my friends." Demiurgus spoke, sitting over his giant black chair.

At the left and right side of the black table in front of him there were two bizarre-looking Recessed, the eighth and ninth elders.

"It seems you were rather eager to talk, Demiurgus."

Kashtan, the Eighth Elder talked with a coarse, dry voice. His entire, large, and bulky body seemed to be made entirely out of black stone, resembling a humanoid giant with many arms and three heads. His eyes were made of rubies, and each of his hands had colorful stones embedded into them.

Despite his seemingly "soft" golem-like appearance, his stomach was wide open, a large hole resembling a crack appeared as one inspected it, where it could be seen his innards hanging out, a disgusting and slimy substance constantly oozing from him.

"I\'ve noticed that Ashatath is not here… You didn\'t call her? Why?"

Asthartez, the Ninth Elder talked with the voice of an old man. His appearance was just as strange as the others, resembling a man made of red wood, with countless branches and black leaves growing from his body, forming a long beard below his old-looking bald head.

He resembled a wooden puppet of sorts, whose hair and beard were all black leaves. His long, wooden arms and legs spread out their roots everywhere, resembling tentacles that constantly moved around.

Above his head, there were large branches, which bore bizarre fruits, resembling the heads of screaming infants.

"She\'s rather incompetent amongst the four of us…" Demiurgus sighed. "And what she does with Erdretoth sickens me. If anything, I plan to kill her soon and absorb her powers, they might be useful for our cause."

"Hmm, I had considered the same, her powers are amazing, but she\'s too unstable." Nodded Kashtan.

"Hohoho, I\'m in then! If we can finally kill that disgusting spider…" Laughed Asthartez.

Yet what they never expected was that the very spider they were talking about would suddenly knock at their door.

"Demiurgus~ Are you there? I\'ve brought good news!"

"What? She\'s here?!" Demiurgus muttered.