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It was only obvious that Nial was confused by the memories that jumbled in his mind. Some memories felt like his own during the time he was still able to see. He recalled being able to see something hazily. There was not much to see because his eyesight was soon taken away from him.

Nial understood that the memories were about moments before he lost his eyes to the last Advocate of the Pryards in their Universe.

But while some memories belonged to him, others originated from Damian. The memories of the Late God of Darkness, clearly showed why the vast majority of the Universe had been fighting against him. He wanted to obliterate the advocates of the Pryards, who were the traitors of their own race and the entire universe.

However, because Damian had been too rushed, he didn\'t realize that the advocates had been hiding well. That led to a big war starting all of a sudden. Countless beings on both sides died but the Late God of Darkness was successful. He killed every advocate except one. The last one escaped death with a mere curse that detached his eyes from his body. The Curse was strong enough for the advocate to never be able to see again, or so Damian thought.

He had to flee, was severely injured, and was on the verge of death. Abandoning his body, he split his Soul and Divinity which he merged with the intent to reveal the truth behind the falsified history of the Universe.

Those were most of the memories Nial could obtain from the memories he made and the memories of Damian. But that was not where it ended.

There were also memories that felt like they belonged to nobody…almost as if the memories belonged to an omnipotent observer, which meant that they belonged to nobody and every at the same time. It was almost as if….the memories were the memories of the Mana, and Universe itself.

It was confusing, but it showed Nial how he and Damian connected. It showed him the outlines of the last advocate of the Pryards, paving his way to the Lacardian Empyrean Void where it wreaked havoc after eons had passed since the last Original came to visit them.

However, this time it was not just a regular visit or anything like that. The Advocate of the Pryards gained and accumulated the power he was granted from the Pryards to become stronger…strong enough to obliterate everyone and everything standing in his path to destroy Damian\'s Godly Fragment, and to regain his eyes.

Both could be done in the Lacardian Empyrean Void, by switching his eyes with the eyes of the newborn prince who had eyes that could see everything.

The last memories Nial recalled from the \'omnipotent point of view\' were that Damian\'s curse reached his body, that the Godly Fragment inside the Lacardian Empyrean Void reacted to this, and that they were the cause for both his survival and the survival of Damian\'s Godly Fragment.

Everything else was history.

All-in-all, Nial was really confused for a very long time. It was a lot to digest and a heavy burden that impacted his head. Nial was not even sure why he recalled so many things at the same time. After all, everything he had done was cultivate. The only plausible reason he could come up with was that everything was somehow related to the Origin Man he had absorbed diligently.

It was almost as if the Origin Mana was trying to find out the origin of every being. How the existences came to be the beings they had become after encountering various incidences, coincidences, or fateful encounters.

Digesting everything took a while but Nial took it like a champ. He knew that Damian didn\'t want all of those things to happen to him, but everything made much more sense now that he knew what had happened.

There were still many things he had to get to know but Nial felt much more comfortable now that he knew a few things. He also got to know what exactly his final mission was.

Ignoring the fact that Hoert may or may not come over to their Universe to devour it somewhen in the future, Nial found a new target; the advocate of the Pryards!

He didn\'t even know when Hoert would come to attack the Universe. It may take a year, ten years, a century, one millennium, or even eons. Their Universe was still young and small. Thus, it was not actually worth Hoert\'s attention. That was what Nial believed firmly.

Thus, the most important mission now was to become stronger to take revenge for his race, the entire Lacardian Empyrean Void and to make sure that the last traitor of the Universe would be killed by his very own hands.

The last Advocate of the Pryards took his eyes as well. Taking revenge on someone like this was only fair. Nial had yet to recall how the last advocate of the Pryards looked like, even if it was just his outlines and the sequence of his Mana, but that was something Damian\'s memories were bound to show him in the near future.

There was no need for him to rush anything. Rather than that, he should focus on becoming stronger, as strong as possible. After all, the advocate of the Pryards had been strong enough to obliterate the Lacardian Empyrean Void all by himself. An existence like this was definitely not weak, let alone easy to defeat!

With that in mind, Nial had returned his focus on cultivating with the Origin Mana in his surrounding area. At the time the memories had flooded him he didn\'t even have half of the ten years in the Arcadia Realm left. However, that was fine. It was something Nial could life with.

He was able to make use of those years to become his strongest self, learn more about himself, reach the Peak of the Mythician rank, and prepare himself mentally to procure everything needed to create his Divinity. The path toward his Godly Foundation started, and Nial was looking forward to it.

He could already smell his revenge, and his path that would inevitably lead to the final battle.

Little did he know that his battle would inevitably inflict the entire Universe with terror. Darkness would resurrect and the fear that had once been buried in the annals of history was bound to return!