571. God of Fall, Usurper (2) It was the second time seeing the God of Fall. The overall form hadn’t changed much since before. A colossal size that made it impossible to clearly recognize its shape.
A bizarre form that seemed to be forcedly mixed with all kinds of life. But there was a difference this time. From that massive body, a sense of alienation was felt.
The essence was tainted by the Ancient God.
“What did they mix in?”
This corruption was quite different from the taint of Levinenope. Though the essence’s rank was twisted and its concept distorted, its core still remained. It was as if two different concepts were mixed together.
[... I feel good.]
The essence murmured softly. The grotesque body shuddered.
[Everything is sinking to the bottom, falling.]
The concept of the universe was collapsing. Humans became lower than worms in rank, and worms became truly nothing. Even the mighty fell to the level of ordinary humans.
[Everything becomes worthless. Isn’t this the true direction of the universe?]
“It’s distorted.”
The essence chuckled quietly.
[I know it too. I am a twisted existence. I long for something very different from other transcendent beings.]
What went wrong? Was the concept of fall itself the problem? Or was the problem in how he obtained the concept of fall?