The Dark Rebirth of Pandora: Revenge of the Abyss-Chapter 191: Pocket Universe Created

I’ve been training for almost a month on how to create a pocket universe within the core, and it was really bad doing this training. After creating just one, I would get extremely exhausted, and it would still fail, and the core would explode in my face.

It was so frustrating to keep failing even though I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I haven’t been this frustrated with something since the past world, after all, it’s never been this hard to do something that I already knew how to do.

Of course, there are still the injuries I would get every time the core exploded, and I would even cover the core with my body so it wouldn’t fly towards my mother and break the room, so it was guaranteed that I would get hurt in case of failures.

I could make 1 universe per day since that would leave me exhausted, of course, as the days passed, I got better at it, and the costs became lower, so after a week and 7 universes made, I was able to reduce the cost.

And so I could create two before becoming completely drained, my mother wasn’t disappointed with the failures and said that knowing how to do it in theory and doing it in practice are different things, so it’s normal for me to fail multiple times.

And she’s right, just because I know what I have to do doesn’t mean I’ll do it right the first time, practice and theory are completely different things.

I didn’t get discouraged and kept doing them to the best of my ability while improving, and when I failed, I would spend hours thinking about why it failed and where to fix it, it was a slow and boring process.

At least Aradia didn’t come, so there were no meetings, so I had time to train, although that’s not exactly good news since there’s no way to know when I’ll get out of the empty universe.

So I focused entirely on creating the pocket universe, and after 1 month of training, I was able to create a "perfect" universe. It’s completely stable, has living beings inside, and has a real and functional structure.

"What do you think of this universe, mother?" I watched the universe for almost 5 hours; it’s an attempt to create a small forest, and the inhabitants of this universe are me, or rather, a "copy" of me.

They are not very strong, they don’t have much power, and they barely know how to use magic, but they are obedient, conscious, and for some reason, they see me as a deity, and I didn’t make them see me as a goddess, although I am.

The inhabitants of this small pocket universe started on their own to venerate me as a deity.

They have my memories, and I feel like I can control them, so they’re like mini-avatars in a game, but they’re not really 100% me, so they’re somewhere in between avatars and real sentient beings.

Although they have their own consciousness and can act based on their choices, they are not so different from a very weak copy of me, so it’s kind of complex to try to know too much about them.

"An observable universe...not bad, but you seem unable to create new living beings yet," my mother says, looking directly into the universe and evaluating it.

"Yes..." I tried to create living beings, but I couldn’t do it; a lot of magic was consumed, although [Essence of Creation] doesn’t use mana, the created universe still needs some kind of base.

And the base is my core, which was created from my mana, and it’s the core that needs my magic since it needs to withstand the creation inside it, so every time I do something in the pocket universe, my magic is spent on the core.

This just shows how incredible the Primordial Goddess is; she creates things like entire universes so easily, while I can only create small universes that don’t even have new life.

I understand the fundamentals to create life, but just understanding is not enough; I lack the power to achieve the result of living beings.

"Daughter, don’t look so discouraged; I’m not disappointed. I knew you wouldn’t be able to create life yet, but you’ll use this pocket universe for your revenge."

"There’s no need for there to be living beings there other than those little avatars of yours, and in the future, when you reach the power of a goddess, you’ll be able to create living beings and large universes easily."

"..."

"I guess you’re right; I created a universe, it may be small, but it’s still a universe," I say with a smile as I look at the transparent core, seeing the living beings inside socializing.

"Daughter, this raises a small doubt for me...when you take your revenge...will you change?" My mother asks me seriously.

"No," I respond immediately. I know what she means; a question about whether my hatred and brutality are only during this revenge and then I’ll change, becoming "good," but she doesn’t need to worry about that.

"Mother, you don’t need to worry so much; I couldn’t live any other way even if I tried."

"I’ve always wanted power, but it wasn’t just to take revenge; it was to put myself above others it’s much more fun that way." I’ve never said that I would try to be better than the heroes in terms of morality.

I know that I will be a worse monster than the heroes, and I don’t mind being that way; it’s the way of life I’ve chosen, and I’ll maintain it until the end.

"I understand...so why did you choose to take care of those mangy creatures?" She talks about the fact that I have taken in the beastmen.

"Convenient slaves," I say with a malicious smile.

"They are very useful; they are slaves without the prominent title of slave. When the total war breaks out, it will consume the entire world, forcing all races to choose a side."

"When that happens, I’ll have disposable pawns to use right at the beginning, whether as emergency food, suicide troops, or even human bombs anything that is useful to me will be used."

"Besides, they are useful as sexual objects to entertain and boost the morale of the demonic troops; they are useful as a war prize."

"After all, why would I take in those stupid animals if it wasn’t to use them for my own personal satisfaction in the future?"

"I understand, yes, it’s not a bad idea, and it makes me feel more at ease. Just think that you were softening up."

"Softening up? I’m already being very charitable by using these animals as troops; after all, the initial idea was to use them as test subjects, food, slaves, etc., anything useful that I thought was good."

"But in the end, a healthy, well-cared-for slave is more useful than a slave on their last legs." I finish stating my opinion; to me, these animals have almost no equal value.

"A truly hateful kind of thinking that many would despise, but I totally approve of it. So in the end, you’re just giving them good care to use them later not bad in the long run."

"I thought you wouldn’t do that for them since they have no connection to your revenge. I’m glad you didn’t disappoint me in that regard."

"Revenge...my revenge is important, but it’s not everything. I guess I’m a bit of a hedonist."

"Hedonist?" My mother questions the term.

"It’s someone who lives in a way where the main pursuit of their life is their own pleasure; in general, someone who aims for some form of pleasure as a focus in some aspect of life."

"And after my revenge, I’ll have total control of the world. After that, I’ll kill all my enemies, and after killing everyone, I’ll live in luxury, taking care of various cute little children and teaching them to follow a path like mine."

"It’s not a bad life plan..." My mother says while thinking momentarily.

"...Is it the same as yours?" I say as I see the look on her face.

"Okay, I admit I may have a similar plan in many aspects...but I’m a simple being; it’s natural to have a simple desire," she admits that her plans are similar to mine.

I imagined that would be the case, as she said, we are monsters, so our desires are relatively simple and primitive, so I’ve always suspected that the end goals of her objectives would align with what I want for myself.

"But, mother, what is your great objective that you want to achieve before a life based on self-satisfaction?" I don’t know for sure what my mother wants.

Obviously, she wants to kill certain people, but that can’t be her final objective.

"I’m sorry, daughter, but I can’t tell you. Anyway, I trust you and have high expectations of you, but my plans are something that only my sister and I have information about."

"And it’s something I wouldn’t carelessly talk about even to you, I hope you understand. It’s not that I’m undermining you and your loyalty to me, but nothing can guarantee that when you discover this information, it won’t leak out, after all, there are many abilities out there."

"And it would be bad for me if my plans were simply exposed without hesitation. Maybe when you have much more power, I’ll tell you my plans, but for now, it will remain between me and my late sister."

"Ah, that’s right!!" I say a bit loudly as I remember something important. My mother shouldn’t know that my aunt has reincarnated, because that information was a privilege given as a gift.

And no one would have access to this information among the goddesses, which means I’m the only one who knows that two goddesses have reincarnated.

"Mother, my aunt has reincarnated!" I say quickly to her, and she looks at me in shock.

"..."

"Pandora, it’s better not to be a joke," I feel like I’m going to be crushed by the pressure she’s emanating. This really touched a deep wound in her.

"It’s t-true, I swear," I breathe with difficulty. She clearly lost her composure for a moment, but soon I can breathe normally again.

’T-That was dangerous.’ She recovered relatively quickly, but it was terrifying. The pressure felt like it was going to crush me.

"Daughter, explain this to me better. What do you mean my sister has reincarnated?"