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Chapter 219 218. Karma.
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[The final and important topic of today's meeting is] The system announced.

["Karma" has been unsealed.] The system revealed, and everybody in the Infinite flinched in panic.

Their eyes went wide open at the revelation; of course, it was a natural reaction since they were talking about "the karma." It would have been strange if they hadn't had such a reaction in the first place.

"Who has been chosen by Karma?" Lord Brahma asked with a calm expression on his face.

[That has yet to be learnt.] The system's voice responded politely.

"A mortal?" Odin asked with a deep frown on his face.

[The being could not be identified as a human.] The system replied.

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"Huh?" Odin's frown deepened. Loki had an amused expression on her beautiful face.

Karma, the only "existence" that could be called the Absolute. though not much is known of it, it said to have been born into existence from all the karma of every transcended being, who have grown out of the laws which were created even before the Gods came into existence. As it is known, even the Gods have sinned, and since the karma—the consequences of the actions of a divine being—hasn't accumulated in them, the "karma" devours their karma, turns it into its own, and frees all the divine beings from karma, which could potentially corrupt and eat away the soul of a divine being.

The Karma had grown too strong, so it sealed itself in a space where none of the divine beings could find it since the one who could handle it would become the Absolute. The meaning of the absolute is not yet known, and they had hoped that it wouldn't ever be known, but the news they just heard said otherwise.

"Is an absolute being being born?" Lord Vishnu asked.

[No.] The system gave a resolute reply and continued.

[An absolute being cannot be born simply like that; either they die and are devoured by their karma, or they get all of the karma to themselves and kill themselves; nobody can be alive after taking in that extreme amount of karma into their very soul.] The system explained itself, and all of them found the explanation quite possible since a corrupt soul couldn't handle the karma and the karma wouldn't stop trying to corrupt the soul of its holder. But....

Only Eunomia knew somebody that could make even an impossible possible.

And while all of the gods' panic began to die down, the mofo who held the karma in him was feeling...

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(AN: Back to first person.)

'Light.'

'I am feeling extremely light and free...' I thought and glanced at myself, ignoring the gazes of the Glover couple.

I was feeling extremely light and comfortable; I didn't feel a single ounce of pain from my mana core, which always kept me in constant pain; it was at a level where a human being would die in agony. But now, I was feeling extremely comfortable. I don't know how to describe my feelings, but if I could, I would have cried to express them.

I felt like I was back to being human without any mana or other nonsensical add-ons. I took a light breath, and since the feeling of controlling the mana in my core still remained, I controlled the air that I just breathed in. It felt extremely good to know that I, no, everything was back to "normal."

"Normal," I never thought I would say this word ever again, but now that I was feeling normal, though I knew that in itself wasn't normal, I didn't care.

All of my memories from when I was in the mana-less Earth started to resurface: my younger sister, my mother, and my father; of course, their faces weren't there, but still. Just a few happy moments are enough to make a person's day.

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And, of course, Isha's face flashed in my mind; inwardly, I felt something. No, what was that? Something happened inside me as I remembered Isha; what was it? a feeling to protect? a feeling of lust? a feeling of compassion? a feeling of attraction? a feeling of curiosity? A feeling? I... didn't know, but then "their" faces flashed in my head.

"...." I didn't feel a thing, but I didn't want them to get away without apologising to Isha. And then I remembered something important that I was just about to forget: the fact that human apologies don't have much value.

'Introducing Isha to Eunomia might have been a good thing, since they can be with each other..... even if I am not.' I thought as I remembered asking Eunomia to talk with Isha thousands of years ago—no, a few months ago. I asked her to reveal herself slowly, so there won't be any problem with that.

"You. Who are you?" I suddenly heard Ronald's voice. I glanced and stared at him. I noticed him flinch before trembling, but I ignored it and continued to stare at him.

[Karma: 45] As if to mock me about my thoughts from earlier, a red mark floated above Ronald's head, and as I continued to stare at him, something on his soul started to clear up, and a name that was engraved on his soul was now clearly visible to me.

[Aun] That was the name engraved on his soul, and somehow, I knew that that was the name he had gotten before his soul went through the process of "rebirth," and after countless other lives, Aun was now reborn as Ronald.

Aun's soul, which was white at birth, had now dyed a dark violet, which was the final colour of the soul before it permanently disappeared. And I just received the clarity that I had been searching for; I could now know who I am since I already knew what I was.

"I...." I opened my mouth to reply to his question.

I received my clarity as soon as I remembered my life with my parents, my life in the mana-less world, a life of a common young kid who simply wanted to take care of what was precious to him, and though young, my life as a writer, an author who enjoyed writing his fantasy into words, hoping to get to know people like him.... Hahahaha.

Anyway, an author, who now had his own "authority," that was at the same level as the gods themselves.

'Authority of the Dark Ink.' I muttered in my mind, and as if I were painting on a canvas, a large white inked brush stroke appeared above Aun's body, on which his black-coloured, sketched figure was seen. I glanced at him like that for a brief moment and cancelled the activated authority, and everything returned to normal.

"I am your 'Creator.'"