Odyssey of the Blind God



The Dome will break tonight.

Everyone had heard about it, but nobody really wanted to accept the bitter truth. 

The Ancient Dome's destruction would result in the obliteration of the entire Orion Shelter. That was something everyone could tell clearly.

After all, the number of defenders had decreased drastically. Millions of citizens were still entrapped inside the Orion Shelter because they were pursued and had nowhere else to go.

However, there were also tens of thousand of Draco, a few hundred high-ranked Elves, and the vast majority of the Origin Human race's population.

The remaining Origin Human shelters had been bulldozed and their population had hit an all-time low.

None of that was Nial's fault since the Origin was too precious for all races. They would never allow someone weaker to use the precious resources of the Origin. 

Greed.

That was the biggest reason for the current state of the Origin Humans.

But there was also fear. 

Many races feared the unknown future. They didn't know what would happen if Nial was to reappear while being able to control millions of powerful Devils, and the Gigaloran Galaxies.

The fear of the unknown was too strong, and too terrifying to ignore just like that.

Nobody wanted to be obliterated without a way to fight back.

So what if they fought back even before something happened, in the first place?

What if they obliterated the Orion Shelter and the Origin Humans before they could initiate an attack, in the first place?

Wouldn't that solve all problems?

Thus, close to a dozen races sent seasoned veterans to the battlefield with the intention to obliterate the Orion Shelter and destroy the God of Darkness' successor if possible.

Everyone's strength was restricted on the Origin. 

While that might prevent the strongest lifeforms from destroying the Orion Shelter with a snap of their fingers, it also prevented Nial and his Devils from unleashing their full power.

The restrictions put on everyone in the Origin were both a curse and a blessing. As long as utilized properly, the restrictions could turn into the best possible situation either side could face.

However, over the course of the last 12 months, no side has been able to make use of this advantage.

After all, the Ancient Dome had been standing strong, separating the main forces of both sides.

But that would change soon.

The last few Origin Crystals had been used up and the number of missiles detonating on the Ancient Dome increased in number. The semi-transparent dome showed signs of weakening, and it was only a matter of time before the real battle would begin.

Could it even be considered a battle if one side was at a horrifying disadvantage? Not really.

A dozen races with each of them sending millions of warriors inside the Orion Shelter. How was anyone supposed to survive an onslaught from all sides while being outnumbered more than ten to one?

"Are we going to stay here?" Sabrina asked at this moment.

Her eyes were filled with worry, but her words were eerily calm. She didn't seem to be afraid. 

It was just painful to see their hard work crumbling in front of them.

"We can take Nial with us and use the teleportation circle. But we cannot go to Yggdrasil. They would find us immediately and send Ancient Gods after my race, and us," Royal Princess Evalyne pointed out, a heavy expression cast on her face.

"Fighting head-on seems impossible. They might not be too strong, but we don't have enough ammunition and Origin Crystals to keep bombarding them with the Forbidden Missiles. This tactic worked well for the last year, but now we don't have any ammunition, forget about Origin Crystals in stock," Miles added as well.

He was holding a report in his hand and frowned deeply. Even though he was worried about his son's state, it was not as if he could cast aside everything else to tend to Nial. Rather than worrying about his son's well-being, Miles felt that he could help him best by protecting the Orion Shelter.

Nial paid a heavy price to construct the Orion Shelter, and to gain the trust of his citizens. Unfortunately, all of that trust and hard work had been destroyed.

'I really want to hate Damian…but it's not really his fault. Is it really that bad to be strong?'

With strength come responsibilities.

So what?

Nial used his strength to take responsibility for his own race and even other races that had been suppressed.

And what did he receive in exchange? 

Nial was frowned upon, looked at in envy, and now he was even attacked. 

The dozen races that attacked him were merely the start as well. 

Miles knew that each of the dozen races had a shelter in the adjacent regions. Some were rather closely located to the Orion Shelter while others were located a little bit farther. Nonetheless, none of the races seemed to have a reason to initiate an all-out war against Nial. 

At best, the Angels had reason to attack Sabrina and Mathias. They had a vendetta that had yet to be taken care of. Nial killed Bella Morningstar as well.

But the other races? The reason they initiated an all-out war against the Orion Shelter was fear, envy, and greed.

Fear because they were afraid of what may happen to them if they would leave Nial and his shelter alone.

Envy because Nial made something possible they couldn't. He was powerful, reigned his race and he became one of the youngest Gods in the Universe's annals.

And then there was Greed, the worst of all emotions. 

The perpetrators wanted to destroy Nial to gain resources, a reputation, and more connections to stronger races.

Which race would dare something against them if they were known for having protected the entire Universe?

That was the threat Nial posed. He was a Universe-destroying threat.

The reason? He was Damian's successor.

That was it.

Miles grit his teeth at the thought of his son's responsibilities, the suffering he was probably going through, and the desperate future that awaited him.

"Let's leave the shelter…we can always rebuild it," He finally said, weak and full of resentment. 

Just why was he so weak?

Miles couldn't even protect his son, and now they were about to lose anything Nial fought for.

"I don't think you need to worry about this, father," The Oracle said all of a sudden. 

Her head flicked to the center of the Orion Shelter and a faint, knowing smile formed on her lips.

"...Father? I don't think Nial accepted you!" Hana blurted out at this moment, only to shut her mouth tightly when her gaze followed the Oracle's.

"They're moving…"

While Hana mumbled in shock, Mathias shouted out loudly.

"The Dome is cracking!"

The day finally came. 

Cracks spread through the Ancient Dome as the last remnants of mana inside it were being used up.

The cracks expanded and it was only a matter of time before they covered the entire semi-transparent dome.

A dazzling beam shot through the plateau at this moment, impacting and destroying the dome one and for all.

Cheers of millions of attackers rang through the plateau.

However, ripples of darkness began to spread out from the center of the shelter, at the same time.

The fight was just about to begin.