Pitch-black cosmos.
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A red Giant Dragon flew through space before finally picking up a bone.
It then turned and headed in another direction.
Inside the shell's interior space, Nameless's small body sat cross-legged in midair with three heads and six arms. Aside from his true body, the other two heads and four arms were illusory, like reflections in water and flowers in a mirror.
Of those four arms, the uppermost two were the most unique. Their ten fingers were all golden, flickering between solid and intangible as they radiated a sacred aura, while everything from the palms to the arms remained illusory.
"I see."
After a long while, Nameless slowly opened his eyes, understanding dawning within him.
All tangible things were nature; all intangible things were concepts.
God's Right Hand could control all things and use Transformation to enhance them, ultimately granting them more powerful concepts and commanding them to fight for its wielder.
Of course, once the battle was over, the hounds would inevitably be slaughtered once the hare was dead.
First, their attributes had to be wiped clean, followed by the final step: restoration!
The thumb represented space, the index finger time, the middle finger fate, the ring finger causality, and the little finger life and death.
God's Left Hand held dominion over rules.
It possessed the power to manipulate time, space, fate, causality, and life and death.
Nameless spent a year finally gathering all ten fingers of the Fallen God. He did not dare use them in reality, so he could only use them in dreams.
As a result, his Dreamscape completely underwent Transformation into a world, a world that was both