Twin Gods of the Night

"Truly a miracle of creation."

"Seven layers of interface, each different. This is a new world, subordinate to Khaos, yet independent in origin."

Beside the illusory Shadow Moon, the Lady of the Night's gentle voice drifted over. Like her, it was elusive, seeming both real and unreal.

She wore a black dress woven from the night, and anyone, god or mortal, could only know that the wearer was beautiful, but the specifics of her beauty could only be described in dreams.

Even Ryan had only glimpsed Nyx in her maiden form at the moment of the birth of the Primordial Gods. Apart from that, the appearance of this ancient creation god had never been known to outsiders. She was like the night, mysterious and hazy.

"It's a pity," Nyx said in a calm tone, speaking cruel words, "If it were before, I could have shattered it. But now, its origin has been reshaped."

"Space-Time and destiny are combined with Spirituality. Unless Khaos is willing to give me all the remaining Space-Time source power, I won't be able to touch it."

Nyx could feel that the Spirit World was right before her eyes, even covering most of the Underworld.

But it was useless, because the two were separated by Spirituality. Nyx could use the power of fate to fix the trajectory of destiny, but she did not have the authority of Space-Time to break through this shielding.

In many cases, Divine Authority is absolute. Even if her power was enough to shake the entire Underworld, she could not cut through this barrier, just as Zeus in later generations could not stop the hypnosis of the God of Sleep.

"But Khaos won't do that."

Suddenly, beside the Lady of the Night, a male voice that betrayed no age came.

The voice was very steady, but the tone was somewhat mocking. Obviously, the speaker did not like Khaos's instinctive consciousness.

"This is what it means to be a world without self, just like our main bodies, preferring to be slowly bled dry rather than knowing what it means to cut losses in time."

It was Erebus, the Lord of Darkness, whose existence was even more secretive than Nyx's, after all, he was darkness itself.

"Perhaps we can talk," Erebus said.

Ryan knew he was talking to him.

"In the past, I ignored your existence because of your weakness. But the facts tell me that as a creation god more ancient than us, your power is far stronger than you show."

That's what the Lord of Darkness said, and he truly believed it. As the most ancient of gods, the Primordial Gods all knew of Ryan's existence. But after sensing Ryan's power, they no longer paid attention to him.

If Uranus hadn't been interested in the 'weakest ancient god', even the Earth Mother would not have come to see Ryan, let alone the series of prophecies that followed.

In the Spirit World, facing the invitation of the Lord of Darkness, Ryan hesitated.

In terms of origin, Ryan, who had just completed creation, was extremely powerful. He had plundered a large amount of origin from the world, and even if he had not yet digested it, its strength completely exceeded his imagination.

Especially the Divine Decree Stone Tablet, from which Ryan obtained a terrifying amount of [Destiny] and [Order] power, and even many miscellaneous powers.

For example, [Writing] was one of them. The characters naturally engraved on the stone tablet were even older than Mnemosyne, the God of Writing, and Ryan used this power to create the Spirit Script belonging to the Spirit World.

The powerful origins stacked on top of each other, and in Ryan's perception, the current [Spirituality], if measured by Divinity, was already close to the strength of [Sky]. Even when he completely digested this harvest, he could reach a higher level, but in reality, Ryan's power was not strong.

Just like the Primordial Sea God Pontus, before his Divinity was divided, [Ocean] was no less than [Sky], but he never matched Uranus. This was not a difference in Divinity, but a difference in actual power.

Divinity determines the upper limit of a god, and Divine Power level determines the current power of a god. Ryan had a powerful origin in vain, but now he was like the newly born Primordial Sea God, with only level 11 Divine Power.

If the gods outside were others, even Gaia, Ryan would dare to go out and meet them, but the Twin Gods of the Night were different.

The personification of these two Primordial Gods was very shallow, therefore, their power was much stronger.

At this time, the Spirit World fell silent inside and out. After hesitating for a long time, Ryan finally gave up the idea of avoiding them.

He couldn't stay in the Spirit World forever, slowly accumulating Divine Power over tens of thousands of years.

He still had many things to do. Besides, he was already co-existent with the Spirit World. Even if he was caught by them, at worst, he would die once, and his Divine Power would decline.

As long as the Spirit World was still there, he could reunite his Divine Body at any time. They could not trap him forever.

But by that time, his feud with the Twin Gods of the Night would be truly set in stone.

Having made up his mind, Ryan stepped out. The next moment, his figure appeared outside the Spirit World.

The silver-white shadow materialized from the void, with light purple patterns adorning his robe. Ryan stood before the Lady of the Night, nodding to her in greeting.

He was no longer the person he once was. Even the five Primordial Gods were no longer worthy of his bow.

"Shadow Moon, Lady Nyx, and Lord Erebus, I've kept you waiting. I wonder what you wish to say to me?"

Narrowing her eyes slightly, the Lady of the Night scrutinized the young god before her.

Unlike the other male gods in the world, Ryan did not have obvious muscles, nor did he wear simple clothes made of Divine Power. His silver-white robe looked very distinctive, and he had a unique aura about him.

"Hehe, you are truly surprising, Ryan. You seem out of place among the gods."

"I guess you weren't like this in front of my poor sister before."

Accompanied by a chuckle, Nyx's erratic voice sounded again. But for some reason, Ryan felt that she was being sarcastic.

"Perhaps, but if the Earth Mother had let go of the arrogance in her heart earlier, perhaps she wouldn't be in her current predicament."

"Besides, I don't see where your 'sisterly affection' with the Earth Mother lies."

Chuckling softly, Ryan remained noncommittal to the Lady of the Night's evaluation.

When he was still weak, he always had to 'blend in with the world'. If he had the power he had now, Ryan wouldn't have bothered with any 'Prophecy'.

Just like if he were a Great Divine Power now, the Twin Gods of the Night would pretend they hadn't heard it, even if they sensed the will of the world.

"However, Lord Erebus, please forgive my rudeness." Ryan said with a smile, his tone somewhat casual, "But could you please come out and speak?"

"I'm really not used to talking to gods I can't see. Since you invited me, you should at least come out and meet me."

"You're right, it was my fault."

The next moment, as the voice of the Ruler of Darkness fell, Ryan saw his appearance.

A black hood covered him, the blackness different from Nyx's black dress.

The color of the black dress was more like a changing "black," while the hood of the Ruler of Darkness was more like a black hole.

It had no color in itself, but only in contrast to its surroundings did everyone know that it was "black."

Frowning slightly, Ryan realized that Erebus had not actually hidden his tracks. He had been standing there all along, but his presence was too faint, so faint that it was as if he didn't exist.

Compared to Nyx's impolite words, coming up and saying 'shatter it', this Ruler of Darkness was really difficult to deal with.

This move was undoubtedly a show of strength, but Ryan had to accept it, because for him, this ability to conceal was more daunting than pure power.

The only three beings in the world who possessed the Authority of Concealment were gathered here at this moment. One could hide secrets with History, one could cover secrets with the Night, but only Erebus, Darkness itself, was the secret.

After a little thought, Ryan spread out his hand. The brilliance of Spirituality emerged, turning into thousands of nascent points of light.

This is the embryonic form of a Soul. As long as Divine Power is used to shape its form, Nymphs or Daemons can be created.

And this is the gift Ryan prepared.

"The Gods should be honored," Ryan said, "They can obey someone, but they shouldn't serve anyone. Treating one's own children as servants will eventually lead to dire consequences."

"An embryonic Soul, a small gift, may the tragedy of the Sky Father never be repeated in the Eternal Night."

The only thing that can respond to a threat is another threat. And the only thing in this world that the Primordial Gods fear is probably uncertain fate.

Ryan's meaning was clear: if you can't kill me, then you should think carefully about the consequences of being my enemy.

Not easy, after posting eighteen chapters, I finally got signed.

As a new writer, I actually see many shortcomings in my own writing. For example, some transitions are stiff, some grand scenes can't be described, and some dialogues are unnatural, etc. But there's no way around it, being aware of the problem doesn't mean you can solve it.

I can only say slowly accumulate experience, and hope that after writing more, I can have a novel writing style above average.