Odyssey of the Blind God

Nial\'s Soul Link with Goldy didn\'t feel different from before.

In fact, it was exactly the same. Their bond was as firm as it had been in the Witness State, enhancing Nial\'s strength with a high Soul Share.

He smiled at Goldy, whose body disappeared inside his Soul Space for a few seconds. The familiar sensation of his first Familiar entering the Soul Space was enough reason for Nial to smile brightly.

Today was a great day, that was for sure.

His heart and shoulders felt much lighter after he told his story for several hours, and he regained a part of his existence as Nial Lacardia.

Even if he had never grown up as Nial Lacardia, he was still the last descendant of the royal family. 

As long as he could remember his people, the empire and his family, the Creatoran race would never cease to exist.

That was something Nial believed firmly. 

The corners of his lips curled upward and he couldn\'t help himself as he transferred Goldy inside his Heart of Gluttony to summon his Familiar\'s golden scales all over his body.

It drained his nutrition and bits of his energy in exchange for increasing his natural defense gradually.

\'Once Goldy evolves, his scales will be even stronger. I will have another powerful ally by my side then….that\'s great.\'

Nial clenched his fist and turned around to leave the underground sea.

Meanwhile, Goldy began to speak in his mind, using the natural mental transmission that was only possible between Familiars and their Master.

Once Nial reached the surface, he didn\'t waste his time. He shot in the air and dashed in the direction of the second pulling force.

\'Psy…I will be coming for you!\'

Psy was the Blind Mouse, the second Familiar, the Monster bound to his Soul Space. Goldy and Psy were the only Familiars he remembered from his past life. Maybe they were the only Familiars he ever bound, though that was rather unlikely.

Maybe his other Familiars were dead in reality, and that was the reason he couldn\'t recall them anymore. No, that shouldn\'t be the case.

Maybe they were not that important in the real world. 

Nial was not too sure about that either. At the end of the day, it was not exactly important. Nial was only interested in figuring out where Psy was currently located.

The Blind Mouse never truly evolved in the century Nial had been linked to it. Only its special powers had grown stronger and \'evolved\' if one wanted to put it like this. 

Thus, the Blind Mouse was as weak as a 1st Level Origin rank monster in terms of physical strength and endurance.

Adults, who hadn\'t awoken their Origin, could kill Psy by squashing it beneath their feet. That was how weak Psy was.

But there was something else about Psy that was attractive. First of all, the Blind Mouse was…blind. The name suggested that already but it was pretty interesting because binding Psy had increased Nial Lacardia\'s senses drastically.

And that was not the only change Nial had gone through when binding the Blind Mouse in his other life. Psy\'s special power enhanced the power of Mental-attributed abilities to the extreme. 

Issuing commands through words without the use of mana, or any other type of energy, was possible as well. With its exceptional senses and the power to control others with mental commands and words, Psy had grown ridiculously strong alongside Nial Lacardia.

Nial Orin, the God of Gluttony, and the possessor of the ability \'Dominion\' was certain that Psy would be even stronger by his side. After all, Psy\'s Soul Share would provide him with everything he required to control Gods, possibly even Ancient Gods.

That was exactly what Nial needed right now. Vengeance was only a few steps away!

Nial felt himself growing excited, and his speed accelerated once again.

In the next three days, Nial traveled across the humongous forest once again. He made a detour around a vast mountain that shot more than thirty thousand meters in the air and entered a valley where he found Psy with little to no effort.

The pulling force lead him to the Blind Mouse where he shared his memories just like he did with Goldy.

Psy was still as weak as ever. However, the Blind Mouse was also as intelligent as before. Thus, it knew that binding to Nial would increase its innate potential but also provide a considerable amount of danger.

Psy had been living in hiding all his life. Over the course of a whole century, Psy never really went outside his small hideout. He always had to flee and avoid the fights of the stronger beings in order to survive.

His body was too weak to fight and his abilities were somewhat restricted since he couldn\'t voice out his thoughts. At least, the way he voiced out his commands was not as it was intended. This made things a little bit more difficult for the Blind Mouse.

However, with a Creatoran by his side things would change gradually.

Psy was certain that binding to Nial would be helpful. With that in mind, the Blind Mouse became Nial\'s second Familiar once again.

Nial expected Psy to easily agree to turn into his Familiar. After all, it had been the same in the past. 

The Blind Mouse easily acknowledges Nial as his master, knowing that it was the easiest and most efficient way to find a safe haven and to grow stronger ridiculously fast.

After Nial reclaimed his two Familiars, his Heart of Gluttony was at ease. The annoying pulling forces dispersed and he could return home at any time.

However, instead of returning immediately, Nial had something else to research.

He traveled back the same way he came, only to stop midway when he sensed something.

\'It should be around here.\'

Nial descended to the ground before uprooting one of the smaller trees in his way. It was a bushy tree that covered a large area.

Exposing the area behind the bushy tree, Nial\'s mana perception went wild as utter confusion spread across his entire face.

"A fissure…\'

He was baffled, utterly shocked. 

Fissures would grow into rifts if left untouched too long. A century was more than enough to turn a fissure into a permanent rift, even if they were not nourished by anyone.

What did that mean?

The fissure was not yet 100 years old!

Scanning the fissure, Nial was pretty sure that the fissure was rather young, manifested less than a decade ago.

\'A fissure created by a Creatoran…less than ten years old…\' Nial mumbled, cold sweat pouring down his back.

"I am not alone?" 

He was not the last Creatoran? 

There was actual hard proof that more Creatoran were still alive!

Nial couldn\'t believe it.

He had been hoping that more Creatoran survived the attack of the Advocate, but he never actually believed that he would encounter some.

It was just something he had hoped, after all.

Reality was usually different, and cruel at that.

But it looked like some Creatoran actually survived.

His hope had never been a childish dream, wishful thinking…it was reality!

\'Should I search for them? Leave some signs that I am alive? Wait…will they even bother about me?\'

A new issue popped up right in front of Nial.

What was he supposed to do now?