"A Trait that changes your very nature and soul based on the concepts of a GREATER Edict allowed you to do such a ridiculous thing…"
In the Boundary Between Realities, Eckert lay back on his throne with an expression of defeat as the discussion between him and Noah was nearing its end!
Eckert had shown Noah a Blueprint of a Primordial Epitaph after being given hints of the Samsara Universal Dao Origin and the Nomological Edict of Samsara, but this Usurper was still confounded at the ridiculous nature of how Noah had reached the stage he had currently.
"And I thought obtaining some Edicts from Subjugating special existences was something special…haa." Eckert sighed as he rose from his throne, his gaze locking with Noah as he nodded with seriousness while continuing.
"I'll let you know if I ever need someone ridiculous to reinforce me. When we truly start going against Primordials after obtaining a sufficient amount of power…that will be the grand playing stage!"
WAA!
His body suffused with light as Noah nodded, waving his hands and causing the disappearance of their thrones as the exchange of information on both sides came to an end.
Noah observed his destiny while thinking back to the many paths he saw as he spoke out with eyes flashing with spirit.
"I have seen many possible paths for the future. When traversing across Realities…we will naturally meet and see just how powerful we are!"
Noah's soul burned with competitiveness when he thought of the near endless Undead Legion that had flashed with the images of Primordial Beasts behind Eckert when he spoke of the Supreme Necromancer System.
Such a thing…seemed extremely enticing to him as he wanted to delve further into the strengths of Primordial Beasts as these beings devoured Cosmos to obtain the Essence of Reality!
And Noah…had watched the Cosmic Primordial Beast that was Hyperion utilize a skill capable of swallowing Universes in an exchange for this very essence.
Many possibilities lay with this if Noah moved carefully and efficiently!
"Yes, in time." Eckert looked at Noah while nodding with a light smile, his eyes becoming hazy in the next second as he spoke with a look of reminiscence.
"I'm jealous of you being capable of using the Nomological Edict of Samsara to be capable of returning to any point in time. If I had that…the parents I lost stupidly- I would stand a chance to see them again and even reunite them with my little sister. Ah, maybe in the future…"
…!
This powerful being spoke so nostalgically as his figure began to fade away, leaving behind Noah who felt his Origin shake from his words!
Eckert was jealous that Noah was capable of going back in time and doing things others can only dream of! Yet Noah…had not done this even after all this time as the words caused his strong soul and Origin to shudder briefly.
Eckert was still in his own thoughts as he didn't notice this, nodding towards Noah as he entirely disappeared!
"…"
In the Boundary Between Realities, Noah remained alone as the words of Eckert continued to resound in his mind.
"My parents…" His eyes contained hints of emotions as he thought about this. There was a reason why he could not bring himself to do this since he obtained Samsara! Others had loving relationships with their parents…and others didn't.
Noah had both sides of this as there were always complications with his father, and there was also his mother that loved him deeply…but she also came with her own uniqueness! As someone that understood destiny deeply, he knew not to try changing the past significantly as the future would be irrevocably changed in ways one couldn't imagine, and he had always been pondering what to do about this!
He also had an inkling of what would happen if he returned back in time, so he always held himself back from doing so. But Eckert's words could not be erased in his mind as he looked down at the vast river of Reality surging below him.
His eyes became firm as his body began to bloom with a multicolored light, the Essence of the Nomological Edict of Samsara blooming from his Origin gloriously while he sank back into the river of Reality…and began to flow backwards from its current point!
'Even though I know what will happen…can I be wrong every now and then?' His gaze went far backwards in time as he thought this, seeing the scenes of him obtaining the [Fireball] skill book as he went further past this.
Before dungeons appeared, before an Apocalypse descended!
The scene changed drastically as Noah opened his eyes after a few seconds.
His surroundings felt extremely nostalgic as he was opening the door of a two bedroom apartment in a complex at the periphery of a certain city, his heart and strong soul feeling a sense of pressure even though he wasn't facing terrifying Primordial Beasts or Champions!
He looked at his hands that closed the door as he saw his 22 year old self, his eyes slightly sunk in with an unhealthy body after too many years of junk food among many things. With his Trait and the Nomological Edict of Samsara, his origin could erupt with immense strength at any second as he had access to all of his Laws and Daos among many other things.
But he changed nothing from how it was as he walked into the small apartment with light steps- the scene he remembered all too well appearing before him.
In the living room, a middle aged man with dark hair in his 50s could be seen on the couch intently watching a game on the TV. A few empty bottles reeking of a particular smell could be seen as this man downed another one while yelling at the TV, his eyes only leaving the screen briefly as he sensed steps behind him and turned to see Noah!
"Oh?" He put down the bottle he held as with eyes full of contempt, this man spoke towards Noah.
"If it isn't the useless son visiting after all this time. What the hell hole did you crawl out of?"
…!
With a gaze full of contempt, this being spoke like so as Noah's gaze remained firm! This…was Erick Osmont. A detestable, abusive drunkard that was the reason for many unfortunate things, but he was also the one that his wonderful mother…somehow loved too deeply!
"Erick!" From the kitchen, a shout of disapproval came as Noah saw the only being that made him come back here even though he knew what waited for him.
Amelia Osmont.
Wiping her hands on a paper towel, this fair woman in her 50s with eyes full of love came from the kitchen- the worn blue scrubs she always wore when she was getting ready for work on her as she walked towards Noah with a smile and gave him a hug!
A loving mother.. A detestable father. This was what Noah had as he grew up- this was one of the foundations that made him what he was today!
