Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: The Originator

"It is..." Historia paused, unable to process what she was seeing.

Aengus scanned the vast globe of crimson energy blobs, his expression darkening as he realized what it was.

"It's some kind of womb... preparing to give birth to someone," Raizel guessed, his face turning grave.

Aengus nodded, confirming that Raizel was right on the mark.

All this chaos, suffering—all the destruction of creation—was because of this single entity?

This being was devouring life and creation itself, feeding on the very Source Powers to grow.

The mere thought was ridiculous, yet undeniably true.

But now wasn't the time to dwell on it. The womb was beginning to stir, showing clear signs of awakening.

"We have to attack it before it takes form," Aengus declared, moving to strike without hesitation.

Instantly, his figure expanded, growing almost equal to the Womb. The spear in his hand, wrapped in Ruination energy, also expanded as he stood tall and overwhelming.

"Damn, his form is massive," Raizel muttered in astonishment and disbelief.

"Haha... We have our perks for being Creation Gods, you know. But let's see what you've got, Raizel," Gaia said with a smirk.

As he spoke, he also began his attack, his body growing into the form of an Ancient Titan with twelve arms, resembling a Buddha.

"Twelve Vajra Palms of the Infinite!"

Gaia roared, and his extra twelve arms began to condense extremely dense energies of different colors, signifying that he was using all destructive elements at once. He was serious.

Hearing the taunt, Raizel grinned. "You haven't yet seen what I'm capable of, my friend. Let me show you."

With that, his form also expanded. But unlike the others, his body, now grown to the size of a galaxy, contained no material substance—just pure black energy.

Seeing this, Historia couldn't stand still.

She also attacked, transforming into a Divine Peacock of universal scale.

With a heaven-shaking screech, she launched forward, her feathers wrapped in pure divine radiance.

At the very front, as Aengus neared the Crimson Womb, the crimson energy became more potent and dense—more corrosive. His skin burned and lacerated despite being shielded by Ruination Source Power.

The intensity of the energy was beyond anything he had ever seen. Even for him, this was something new. He knew where his enemy's power came from—beyond the boundary of all existence. In comparison, even Creation Gods and their entire creations were nothing more than resources for it to consume.

And this entity was still just a baby.

As such Aengus wasted no time.

His spearhead targeted directly at the core.

"Target the co—"

BOOOOOOOM!

Before he could finish, the entire domain shuddered. The crimson core pulsed violently, sending shockwaves rippling through the nothingness.

Then, the everything rumbled in Blank Domain.

A deep, resonating voice—ancient, mocking, and filled with malice—rumbled through the nothingness.

"You came faster than expected… Zytherion."

Aengus's expression darkened while Raizel, Gaia, and Historia barely had time to react before they were all flung backward by the sheer force of the explosion

CRACK!

Before they could regain their footings, the womb split open.

A jagged tear formed across its surface, oozing with an eerie, blood-like energy. The crack spread rapidly, crimson tendrils writhing like living veins, pulsating as if breathing.

Then—

A single eye opened.

The moment it did, everything fell into silence.

"But no matter. Since you've come all the way with these rats... lets see if you can handle true despair."

Shiiiiiiiiing!

A beam of crimson energy shot forward, intending to annihilate all four of them at once.

Aengus smirked in the face of such a devastating attack.

"Despair? I am not as weak as I was last time. This time, I will show you what true despair is."

Thawk!

Aengus raised his massive spear and deflected the attack without much effort. The impact sent a shockwave through the nothingness, tearing apart streams of crimson energy in its path.

Raizel, Historia, and Gaia sighed in relief upon seeing this. It seemed their new ally's physical strength was many times beyond theirs.

Their gazes turned toward the source of their misery and despair.

The entity finally revealed itself in full.

It was a massive, one-eyed being, humanoid in shape yet unmistakably inhuman. Its entire form was surrounded by a thick, pulsating aura of bloody crimson essence.

[ Name: ???????????? ]

[ Race: ??????????? ]

[ Power Level: ??????? ]

[ Description: The Originator, Beyonder ]

The entity seemed momentarily surprised by Aengus' strength. But that surprise soon turned into intrigue.

"Indeed, Zytherion. You continue to amaze me time and time again. You are the one who resets it all, after all.

Because of you, I have failed countless times in my quest to become the all-powerful, the omnipotent.

Shouldn't you be punished for your rebellion against your own Creator?"

"Nonsense! Such a heartless being like you can't be our Creator!" Historia snapped, fuming with anger.

"Shuush, rude child."

The moment the Beyonder spoke, Historia's mouth instantly shut as if sealed by an invisible force.

Her eyes widened in horror as she struggled to speak—only to realize she couldn't. No matter how much she tried, she was unable to communicate with the others in any way.

Raizel and Gaia became alarmed. "What kind of power is this?"

Beyonder continued in a tone as if telling a bedtime story.

"You know, Zytherion, where I come from, beings like you are merely defined as a breeding method. We are left in this Emptiness to grow on our own, without guidance or restriction. And our very existence creates yours—spawning endless Creations across infinite dimensions.

Then, after some time, we consume those Creations to continue our growth. It is simply a natural process."

Beyonder paused, gazing at them with its unblinking, abyssal eye.

"Do you know how many Creations I have devoured to reach this level?"

The being let the silence linger before answering its own question.

"Countless."

A deep, vibrating hum resonated through the void as if the weight of its words alone was enough to crush worlds.

"You are not the only ones. Others have been consumed long before you, countless other realms lost to me. But you four... you are special. That is why you still live."

Beyonder's gaze fixated on Aengus, or rather, Zytherion.

"And among you all— Zytherion, you are the most annoying. You are a disturbance that must be erased."

"DIE!"

"KA-BOOM!"

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