The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 1830: Time for revenge

It took a long time, but Cain finally managed to consume eighty percent of the Lord of Ages’ Eternal Kingdom. What remained was barely a fraction of its original splendor, yet it still held the most important piece—the core, charged with the purest cosmic laws crafted by the ArchDeity himself.

Once the process was complete, Cain and Meylin turned toward Tiamat. They clasped their hands and offered a solemn bow. The Dragon Empress, ever composed, returned the gesture with a faint but genuine smile. No words passed between them, but the gesture was heavy with mutual respect—a silent acknowledgment of power, effort, and shared victory.

With nothing left to say, Cain and Meylin rose into the sky and vanished from the battlefield. Whatever Tiamat chose to do with the remaining pieces of the Eternal Kingdom or with the surviving Prima Deities who once served the Lord of Ages was no longer their concern.

The Neo-Demon and the Depravita did not immediately return to the Chaos Beyond the Realm. Instead, they wandered, flying freely without direction or destination. The Scarlet Throne still needed time to fully dismantle and refine the fragments of the Eternal Kingdom into pure Origin Power, and there was no reason to rush.

But even more than that—they simply needed rest.

Since their ascension to the Second Realm, Cain and Meylin had been caught in an unending cycle of battle, cultivation, and survival. For the better part of a decade, they hadn’t known true peace. They had lived as weapons, sharpened by cosmic conflict, forged in pressure and blood. But now, with their final confrontation over and the war against the Lord of Ages complete, they could finally let go.

A bow kept perpetually taut would eventually snap. Even someone with Cain’s unmatched will needed time to breathe. Especially now—he wasn’t preparing to join a battle anymore. He was preparing to start a war of his own. And this time, he wouldn’t be a piece on the board. He would be the one moving the pieces.

Meylin saw it in his eyes. His time in the Crimson World was drawing to a close. But instead of mourning that reality, she chose to treasure what remained. Together, they soared through the highest heavens, unbound and unafraid.

There was no place in the Second Realm they couldn’t reach. They visited the most secluded sanctuaries, wandered across lost divine realms, and even walked hand-in-hand along the surface of the Second Realm’s moon. There, beneath starlight and silence, they embraced not just each other’s bodies, but their emotions—feelings long buried under duty and survival.

They spent many nights together, letting their feeling run wild.

Finally, after a year and a half of wandering, they awoke atop the flaming surface of the Second Realm’s sun, bathed in warmth and light. Cain turned to Meylin, eyes heavy with meaning. He had delayed long enough.

It was time.

The Depravita of Original Sin smiled, gentle and understanding. She nodded without hesitation.

Without another word, the two of them descended into the Chaos Beyond the Realm.

As soon as they appeared, shockwaves rippled across the void. Divine Kingdoms flared into defense, energy barriers igniting like celestial flares. Cain had become infamous here—not just feared, but studied. His arrival was not ignored.

”Well,” Meylin said with a teasing smile, ”you’ve certainly made a name for yourself.”

Cain let out a soft laugh. ”Can’t say they’re wrong to be cautious.”

After all, when he had first entered the chaos, he had gone on a calculated killing spree, consuming one Prima Deity after another, absorbing their Divine Kingdoms to strengthen his own. That alone had been enough to earn him a reputation. But now, after defeating the Lord of Ages and clashing with ArchDeities, he had become something far more dangerous.

He had become a true powerhouse—one that not even ArchDeities could afford to provoke lightly.

Still, Cain had no intention of spreading more bloodshed, not now. There was no need to stir more conflict. His ego was preparing to exit the Crimson World. The last thing he needed was to invite another war.

Ignoring the wary stares of nearby entities, Cain and Meylin arrived at their twin Divine Kingdoms. There, he opened his mouth and unleashed a sea of Origin Power.

The refined essence spilled outward in waves, surging across the land and nourishing both realms. The ground pulsed with energy and celestial roots deepened in response.

It took hours for Cain to release all the Origin Power that the Scarlet Throne had extracted from the remnants of the Lord of Ages’ Eternal Kingdom. But even then, it would take far longer for the energy to fully merge with their kingdoms and begin the process of true evolution.

Cain and Meylin looked at one another—sharing a quiet, complex emotion that didn’t need words. They nodded and then parted, each heading to the core of their respective domains.

Cain first turned his focus inward. With careful control, he guided the flow of Origin Power through his kingdom, ensuring a perfect assimilation. Every stream of energy, every node, every structure within his realm pulsed with growing strength.

Next, he directed his will to the Primeval Genesis Body, the foundational technique that had carried him through so many trials. With the vast wealth he had acquired, he could now push the technique to its absolute peak, refining it to perfection.

Finally, he turned his attention to the Black Hole in his Soul Dimension. After consuming the Innate Ability he had stolen from the Star ArchDeity with his red flames, he channeled the origin force into his Supercomputer Assistant, enhancing its power.

”Supercomputer Assistant,” he commanded, ”mobilize the energy and push my cultivation forward.”

[Task Assigned]

The mechanical voice echoed in his mind. Cain felt the ArchDeity’s ability synchronizing with the Origin Power, orchestrating the flawless evolution of his Divine Kingdom and cultivation path. The process would be long, but the growth it would bring was undeniable.

Satisfied that everything was progressing as it should—that the mechanisms for exponential growth were firmly in place—Cain closed his eyes.

The path was clear.

It was time to return to the Nine Empyrean Suns Universe.

It was time for revenge.

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End of Book 18 - Imperium and Original Sin.