At the heart of the storm.
Qin Chuan's consciousness was coming apart.
His memories shattered into fragments, and his emotions dissolved into meaningless noise.
In this chaos, where only light and darkness annihilated each other, all existence would be ground away.
He was about to disappear.
But the Gray Divinity belonging to the Trickster stubbornly remained.
It neither clashed with the light nor merged with the darkness.
Like a film of oil, it found a delicate balance at the boundary between water and fire, shielding the last spark of Qin Chuan's self.
That was it.
The mad idea took shape in his fading consciousness.
The Trickster's power was not conquest or destruction.
It was deception.
If he could not make light and darkness coexist, he would create a "lie" that forced them to.
An ultimate lie that would deceive the light, the darkness, and even the World Law.
Qin Chuan bound every remnant of his will to that Gray Divinity.
He stopped trying to control the raging light and darkness. Instead, he conveyed an entirely new "concept" to them.
Through the Trickster's Divine Authority, he "told" the light: Darkness is not your opposite, but your deepest reflection. Light without shadow is incomplete.
Then he "whispered" to the darkness: Light is not your end, but the boundary that allows you to exist. Without light to set it apart, darkness has no meaning.
They were baseless False Words.
Lies through and through.
But in this utterly sealed inner world, where only three kinds of Divinity existed, the Trickster's Divine Authority was unleashed in full.
A lie became Truth.
The raging torrent of light slowed for an instant.
The Dark Abyss that devoured everything faltered in its expansion.
They "understood."
Or rather, the lie had "convinced" them.
It was working!
Qin Chuan's consciousness