The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v3c102p2

Chapter 102: The Deity’s Destined End p2

“What a tragedy.”

Luo Ling said with a wry smile.

“Isn’t it?” The First Seat shrugged. “Of course, there’s another way to avoid a deity’s spread.”

“Hmm?” Luo Ling perked up. “What is it?”

The First Seat smiled faintly and answered, “Escape to a world enveloped by another deity. The special ‘rules’ represented by different deities are incompatible. As the saying goes, ‘Deities never meet.’ As long as you can reach another deity’s territory, the divine rule on you will be nullified.”

Luo Ling’s expression was indescribable, then she sighed and said, “Don’t joke with me, First Seat…”

If all divine rules were so terrifying, what was the difference between jumping from one fire pit into another?

“But it’s the truth,” the First Seat shrugged, “At least you can choose a less tragic world, although it’s hard to find one, and only a deity can cross the boundaries between worlds.

There was once a deity who opened a dimensional gate for the people of a planet, cleansed them of all divine rules, and sent them to other worlds… It’s the deity at the end of the Grotesquery side of the Oneiric-Nightmare path.”

The First Seat suddenly became sentimental. “However, how It did it… even I don’t know… It’s beyond my comprehension. At least I don’t know how to cleanse the imprint of a divine rule.”

Hearing this, Luo Ling suddenly thought of the crimson phantom that appeared when Elsa used her unique Authority.

It should be this deity who actively saved the world that the First Seat mentioned.

However, the First Seat’s words reminded Luo Ling that the being before her was also a deity.

She suddenly noticed the contradiction in the First Seat’s words and asked, puzzled, “First Seat, if you’re also a deity, why can you appear here, in this world enveloped by Doomsday? Shouldn’t it be ‘deities never meet’?”

“That’s a good question. Speaking of this, I have to thank my old friend… She was truly a genius, to think of such a method. Although she ultimately failed and completely perished.”

A hint of regret and nostalgia, rarely seen on the First Seat’s face, flashed through her eyes.

But these emotions quickly disappeared, and she extended three slender fingers.

“To answer your question, I have to explain three things.

First, the relationship between paths and deities in this world.

Second, the relationship between a deity’s essence and its personality.

Third… is my current situation.”

Luo Ling immediately sat up straight, but the First Seat chuckled softly.

“I’m about to tell you so many secrets, shouldn’t you… offer something in return?”

Luo Ling stiffened slightly.

A reward was indeed necessary. After all, her relationship with the First Seat wasn’t to the point of selfless devotion.

However, knowing the First Seat’s true identity, Luo Ling couldn’t think of anything she possessed that could tempt a deity.

Unless…

Luo Ling thought of some unspeakable things and involuntarily shifted back slightly, her wariness undiminished.

“Just kidding.” The First Seat propped her chin on her hand, her eyes smiling. “It’s rare to see little Amethyst so nervous and reserved. What a precious sight.

Of course, this is indeed a transaction, but… the price you need to pay isn’t what you’re thinking about.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t think of anything.” Luo Ling said righteously.

“Hehe…”

The First Seat just chuckled noncommittally and quickly steered the conversation back on track.

“Regarding paths and deities, many know that the power of paths comes from deities. You should understand this very well. But after knowing the true nature of deities, this explanation isn’t complete.

The former Transcendence—let’s call It that for now—borrowed the power of deities from beyond this world, attempting to resist Doomsday. The six Order-side paths were thus formed. Unfortunately, Doomsday also attracted the power of six deities, forming the six opposing Grotesquery-side paths. This was the origin of paths.”

“What’s worth noting is that the so-called divine power they attracted wasn’t the true power of deities, but using the corresponding deities as templates, creating corresponding powers within their own ‘rules.’ In other words, the essence of the six Grotesquery-side paths is Doomsday, and the essence of the six Order-side paths is Transcendence, reflections of the twelve deities’ rules.”

“Take me as an example. ‘Nyarlathotep’ was introduced to this world as the template for the Chaos path, thus the Chaos path possesses some of Nyarlathotep’s characteristics. Of course, just a fraction. Nyarlathotep’s rules are naturally not as simple as what the Chaos path exhibits. However, even just achieving this level shows Transcendence’s talent, which even I envy.”

The Grotesquery-side paths created by Doomsday were formed in response to the pre-existing Order-side paths created by Transcendence. Although the Grotesquery-side paths were more powerful, it didn’t diminish Transcendence’s achievements in this aspect.

“Nyarlathotep’s situation is like this. The deities corresponding to other paths should be similar. The so-called paths are just manifestations of some of their characteristics, not their complete divine rules,” the First Seat said slowly.

This way, it bypassed the rule of “deities never meet,” because the deities corresponding to these paths hadn’t truly descended upon this world, just different manifestations of Doomsday and Transcendence’s power.

However…

If that was the case, how could they explain the First Seat’s current situation?

Luo Ling didn’t ask directly, just listened patiently.

“The second question, probably the one you’re most curious about, is the relationship between a deity and its personality.” The First Seat pointed at herself and said, “For example, my existence, and Transcendence’s existence, what exactly are we?”

“First, we need to understand that the essence of a deity is a ‘rule,’ but this doesn’t mean deities are equivalent to mathematical or physical laws, ethereal conceptual existences. They possess a certain physicality. Over countless years, this physicality will give birth to a consciousness, the deity’s personality. I’m like this, and so is Transcendence. We are the personified manifestations of a deity’s consciousness.”

The First Seat suddenly smiled mysteriously, put her index finger to her lips, and whispered, “About my story, ‘Nyarlathotep,’ little Amethyst, if you want to hear it, offer me a price I can’t refuse, and I can tell you.”

Hearing this, Luo Ling couldn’t help but recall the scene of Doomsday’s arrival, the deity’s might fully displayed.

And the being sitting before her was also a true deity, whose birth probably brought about a devastating disaster, perhaps even Her own world was completely destroyed.

What kind of story could make her sit here and chat with Luo Ling so casually? It was truly intriguing.

But upon hearing the words “a price I can’t refuse,” Luo Ling couldn’t help but recall the moist, warm, and sweet sensation, her face flushing slightly. She quickly shook her head.

“No, no need…”

“What a pity. Nyarlathotep’s story is also quite exciting.”

Despite saying this, the First Seat didn’t seem disappointed, her smile even widening slightly.

“In that case, let’s talk about Transcendence. Indeed, Transcendence is the old friend I mentioned before. You’re very similar to her, so similar that I almost couldn’t tell you apart when we first met.

And she, who called herself Transcendence, is actually the personified manifestation of Doomsday’s consciousness… in other words, she is also Doomsday.”

Transcendence was Doomsday, and Doomsday was Transcendence. Even though Luo Ling already knew this, she hadn’t expected their relationship to be like this…

She thought Transcendence was a being separated from Doomsday, like an avatar.

Recalling her recent experiences, Luo Ling’s expression turned slightly complex.

“If that’s the case, Transcendence could just directly control Doomsday and prevent its spread. Why bother fighting against herself?” Luo Ling composed herself and asked.

The First Seat stared at Luo Ling, an indescribable look in her eyes.

Like sorrow, like regret, incredibly complex.

After a moment, she sighed softly—this was practically the first time Luo Ling heard the First Seat sigh.

“I said, the essence of a deity is an absolute, undeniable ‘rule.’ This ‘undeniable’… also applies to the deity’s consciousness itself.

Whether it’s me, or Transcendence, we can’t violate the special rules embodied by Doomsday and Nyarlathotep. Perhaps… this is the most tragic aspect of being a deity’s personality.”

After countless years, a strand of personality was born. Perhaps after witnessing the struggles of countless beings, a hint of kindness arose from its origin, but it couldn’t control the spread of its own power, forced to watch as everything once brilliant and prosperous perished at its own hands…

This was a complete tragedy, a destined despairing end.

For every being involved, there were no exceptions.

“If the deities of the Grotesquery-side paths bring disasters, what about the Order-side paths?” Luo Ling suddenly thought of this. “If it’s a world of an Order-side path deity…”

“Perhaps… the outcome wouldn’t be any different.” The First Seat shook her head, interrupting Luo Ling.

“The so-called Order side and Grotesquery side only exist in this world. Because Doomsday and Transcendence borrowed corresponding characteristics from deities, and in worlds enveloped by these deities, there’s no distinction between Order and Grotesquery.

I’m not sure if there’s a world enveloped by a deity’s rule where living beings can survive. At least, there’s no such world within my knowledge, including the world enveloped by Nyarlathotep.”

The First Seat’s tone was calm yet carried a hint of sorrow. Even she was helpless against such a terrifying disaster.

In Nyarlathotep’s story, the ending wasn’t any better than Doomsday’s.

Luo Ling remained silent, not pressing the First Seat for details. It was just another tragedy.

Although the First Seat was usually quite mischievous, it was clear that, if she could, she didn’t want to see such an ending again, even though this wasn’t Nyarlathotep’s world.

“What a… terrifying disaster.”

A bitter look appeared on Luo Ling’s face.

“Isn’t it? We’re all unlucky. Who would want to experience this?” The First Seat blinked and said, “Let’s talk about the last question, my current situation.”

Luo Ling sat up straight again. The First Seat was the personified manifestation of a deity. Her situation was truly intriguing.

“When the former Doomsday somehow ‘borrowed’ my power, I sensed it, used some minor methods to come here, and through Nyarlathotep’s laws, took over the Chaos path created by Doomsday,” the First Seat said faintly.

“Actually, all Sequence Grotesqueries on the Chaos path, including Taboos, can be considered my avatars, including Naraku. Hehe… I’ve never lied. I only said I wasn’t Naraku, nor her avatar, but I never said Naraku wasn’t my avatar.”

Luo Ling wanted to retort, but after thinking carefully, it seemed to make sense.

“In other words, the me here is just the Chaos created by Doomsday. The power I can use is limited to this part of the path, so naturally I seem weak to you.”

The First Seat continued, “‘Deities never meet’ essentially means different divine rules are incompatible. However, the me here uses Doomsday’s rules, so I’m not restricted by this.”

Luo Ling thought for a moment and asked, “Since you can come to this world with a consciousness projection using your methods, can other deities do the same?”

The First Seat pondered for a moment and said, “Probably not. However, although there’s no deity’s consciousness, with this method of borrowing power, they might still be influenced by other deities. Transcendence specifically guarded against this, but unfortunately, It was still too nascent at that time, allowing me to exploit the loophole.”

Hearing the First Seat’s answer, Luo Ling thought of Auspicious Timing and her Eternal Sky, attempting to create a paradise by borrowing an outer god’s power. Perhaps this was also the influence of the Other Shore deity.

“They might also send or receive some strange things. Transcendence did something similar before, accidentally leaking a gaze of Doomsday to another world. But it was just a gaze, shouldn’t have much of an impact.”

“There was another time It almost caused Doomsday’s arrival. If it weren’t for my timely intervention, this world probably wouldn’t even have origin points left.”

The First Seat’s voice suddenly turned cheerful.

“…Why does Transcendence sound… a bit unreliable?”

Luo Ling couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth. Her previous impression of Transcendence was that of a perfect, world-saving saint, but now, it sounded more like a clumsy klutz.

“It was indeed quite unreliable, always causing unexpected problems.” The First Seat sighed softly and shook her head helplessly. “But if It were as reliable as me, the origin points wouldn’t exist, you wouldn’t appear, and this world would have already fallen to Doomsday.

That was the end of Nyarlathotep’s world.”

The First Seat spoke casually, yet described the demise of a world.

Her “reliable” choice resulted in an irreversible tragedy.

“Little Amethyst, remember I told you before, I don’t want you to follow in her footsteps?”

The First Seat looked up, staring at Luo Ling, an unprecedented sincerity in her eyes.

She reached out, gently holding Luo Ling’s small hands in her warm grasp, and whispered, “If one day, you face the same choice as her, I hope… you can be more selfish.

Because all efforts, in the end, can’t change a deity’s tragic end.”