The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v3c102p1

Chapter 102: The Deity’s Destined End p1

Feeling the First Seat’s intensely focused gaze, Luo Ling couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth and say, “Does this really count as a reward?”

“Of course it does.” The First Seat nodded seriously. “Not everyone can enjoy my favor!”

“Hehe.”

Luo Ling just chuckled coldly, unsure who this “reward” was truly for.

Actually, she didn’t particularly dislike the First Seat. Objectively speaking, although the First Seat was sometimes a bit mischievous, she had helped Luo Ling quite a bit.

It was just that some of her actions were… inappropriate.

Even she and her sister weren’t this intimate!

The First Seat didn’t seem offended, just covering her mouth with a chuckle, seemingly amused by Luo Ling’s reaction.

“However, I didn’t become Zi Ke, and I even destroyed the Doomsday Messengers. Does this still count as completing the mission?” Luo Ling asked, puzzled.

“Who said you didn’t?” The First Seat propped her chin on her hand and said faintly, “I just phrased it in a way you could understand. More precisely, what I wanted you to do was inherit the legacy of the former Valhalla.

As for that ‘Zi Ke’ and the Doomsday Messengers… do you think I care about them?”

Hearing this answer, Luo Ling was silent for a moment. She had already vaguely guessed this before coming here.

The former Valhalla’s achievements were simply inconceivable. In the distant past, they could achieve things that were now unimaginable.

For example, restraining Doomsday, even just a trace of It.

“Could it be…”

Luo Ling seemed to have realized something, but just as she opened her mouth, a soft finger pressed against her lips.

The First Seat had somehow appeared right beside her. Luo Ling could even smell the clean, faint fragrance emanating from her.

“One question at a time. You can’t eat a whole steamed bun in one bite.” A mysterious smile appeared on the First Seat’s lips. “Don’t worry, little Amethyst, everything you want to know… I can tell you now.”

Even though she knew Luo Ling’s real name, and Luo Ling was currently in her original form, not her Naraku form, the First Seat still stubbornly called her “Amethyst,” perhaps because she was the one who gave her this name.

Luo Ling removed the First Seat’s finger, her expression serious, and asked in a deep voice, “Why didn’t you tell me directly about the former Valhalla?”

“If I told you directly, would you have had all these experiences?” The First Seat said casually. “Some things… you have to witness firsthand to understand…

For example, the world’s funeral.”

Luo Ling’s pupils constricted. She hadn’t expected the First Seat to know about this.

“Don’t look so surprised. I don’t know what the world’s funeral dream you experienced was like, but I do know about it. I was there, after all, and… more than once.”

The First Seat grinned, a rare toothy smile, even her usual elegant and mysterious demeanor carrying a terrifying aura.

“You must be very curious about my identity, right? Made a few guesses? Naraku’s God’s Favored? Naraku herself? Or perhaps…

Chaos?”

Luo Ling just looked at the First Seat, her breathing slightly quickening.

She admitted that she had vaguely deduced this possibility before, but… this deduction was simply too shocking, especially after witnessing the true Doomsday.

The world’s funeral, countless brilliant and great star civilizations, annihilated in an instant, without even a chance to resist.

The Doomsday disaster experienced by the former Valhalla probably wasn’t Doomsday’s arrival, but just a glance from the unborn Doomsday. Otherwise, even the current Valhalla wouldn’t exist.

If the First Seat was truly the deity corresponding to the Chaos path, she would at least be on equal footing with Doomsday.

In that case, the power she displayed was too weak.

Indeed, the unfathomable First Seat might possess power comparable to a Taboo, a level beyond the current Luo Ling, but for a deity, this level of power was insignificant, not even worth mentioning.

But if she was just Naraku, how could she have experienced the world’s funeral?

Unless…

Luo Ling’s gaze at the First Seat deepened.

“Little Amethyst is thinking some impolite things.”

The First Seat smiled faintly and sat down on the chair beside Luo Ling.

Still her usual languid yet elegant posture, as if she was the center of attention wherever she sat.

“Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Nyarlathotep. This isn’t my True Name either, just a name presented in a way you can understand. In more common terms, you can also call me… Chaos.

Exactly, I am the deity at the end of the Grotesquery side of the Order-Chaos path.”

Even though she had already guessed it, Luo Ling was still shocked when the First Seat officially confirmed her identity.

The reason was simple: Luo Ling knew Doomsday too well. There was probably no other being in this world who understood Doomsday better than her.

It was precisely because of this that Luo Ling was so shocked by the First Seat’s true identity.

This was a deity.

A deity on equal footing with Doomsday.

“But… you seem a bit weak?”

Luo Ling blurted out without thinking.

But after saying this, she immediately realized it was inappropriate and quickly covered her mouth.

It was all the First Seat’s fault for always being so… boundary-less with her, making her forget the respect due to a deity.

Luo Ling didn’t doubt the First Seat’s self-introduction. The First Seat couldn’t deceive her in this matter, and there was no need to lie.

There must be a reason for her weakness.

But saying it to her face…

Was truly impolite.

The First Seat stared at Luo Ling, making her feel uncomfortable, then chuckled, covering her mouth.

“Little Amethyst, suddenly becoming so reserved because you know I’m a deity… is also quite cute. A good gift… I accept it.”

“What did you accept?”

Luo Ling glared at the First Seat, feeling that she was also thinking some impolite things.

And even more impolite than her.

The First Seat gave Luo Ling a knowing look, then answered her question leisurely, “Weak? Indeed, very weak, but that’s not surprising. Because the me here isn’t the real me, and the power I’m using isn’t mine either, so compared to the deity Doomsday you’ve seen, being weak is quite normal.”

“…Why?”

Luo Ling’s confusion deepened.

“Directly answering this question… is quite troublesome…”

The First Seat crossed her arms, pondered for a moment, then asked in return, “Little Amethyst, what do you think… a deity like Doomsday… truly is?”

“It’s…”

Luo Ling opened her mouth, and when she tried to answer, she realized that her understanding of Doomsday… wasn’t that deep?

What was a deity?

Doomsday didn’t seem to have a physical form, yet also seemed to have one, possessing corresponding characteristics based on some records and her personal experience.

In comparison, the corresponding Transcendence was more like a being with a personality, seemingly capable of communication, even possessing some simple emotions.

But neither Doomsday nor Transcendence ever revealed their true nature.

“…I don’t know,” Luo Ling shook her head and said.

“You vaguely understand some of the characteristics deities exhibit, but it’s just… general, without a concrete concept.”

The corners of the First Seat’s lips curled up slightly. “If you knew nothing, directly telling you would only deepen your confusion.

A deity… is a ‘rule,’ an absolute, undeniable ‘rule.’ Once born, it will completely occupy all known worlds, without any chance of reversal.”

“‘Rule’?”

Luo Ling frowned slightly.

“Just like the laws of physics or mathematics, a planet’s gravity, a star’s heat and light, one plus one equals two, a deity’s existence… is such a ‘rule’.”

The First Seat drew a few patterns on the table with her fingertip as she explained to Luo Ling.

“Suppose there’s a deity whose ‘rule’ includes ‘fire is cold.’ Then in any world It influences, all flames will become cold—of course, this is just an example. Do you understand now?”

Luo Ling nodded slightly, but her brow was still furrowed.

“If that’s the case, the ‘rule’ represented by Doomsday… is to destroy everything?”

Wherever Doomsday arrived, everything turned into nothingness.

Only a few traces of sorrow remained, not even the past.

“Unfortunately, Doomsday hasn’t been completely born yet, so even I don’t know what its ‘rule’ will be like.”

The First Seat crossed her arms and said leisurely, “However, I do know a deity representing destruction. It’s the deity at the end of the Grotesquery side of the Judgment-Sin and Thorn path, the embodiment of destruction. Tsk tsk, the worlds It passed through… were truly tragic.”

“Passed through?”

Luo Ling keenly noticed the First Seat’s strange wording.

“Yes, just like this world enveloped by Doomsday, this deity representing the rule of destruction has already destroyed several similar worlds.”

The First Seat’s tone was calm, yet her words carried a chilling terror.

“A deity is a ‘rule,’ and all beings enveloped by a deity will be subjected to its ‘rule,’ even if they… escape to other worlds.

No matter where they flee, this ‘rule’ can’t be dispelled and might even spread to the new world through these pitiful refugees.”

Hearing this, Luo Ling’s expression changed slightly.

“This…”

Even if she could escape this world enveloped by Doomsday, she couldn’t escape Doomsday’s spread?

She had considered this before. If she ultimately couldn’t save this world and failed, she would at least try her best to send her family to another world, beyond Doomsday’s reach.

But the First Seat’s words directly shattered Luo Ling’s plan.

Even if they left this world, they couldn’t escape Doomsday.