Chapter 581: The Endless Reality of Devouring Love (2)

Reality Four was once celebrated as the strongest of all realities.

They had a story that inspired awe, striking fear in some and motivating others, but now all that fame and notoriety had become nothing more than fuel for an even greater creation.

Currently, Nia stood in the empty void where Reality Four had once existed, her long black hair drifting lazily as she surveyed her legion.

The Eternal Guard — Ash’s elite female battalion — floated in perfect formation around her, their dark crimson and black armor still humming with residual power.

The Gambler stood a short distance away, his expression conflicted but resigned.

Nia smiled at her troops, her dark eyes glowing with rare approval.

"You’ve all done incredibly well these past few years," she said, her tone rich with genuine praise.

"You’ve carried out your duties without hesitation, consuming whatever I commanded. For that—and for standing by me through countless years—you will be rewarded."

She paused, her smile turning slightly mischievous as she continued.

"You will all have the chance to see the One God for the first time. Not only that... you will be allowed to taste his seeds."

Internally, she thought with possessive satisfaction,

’But... that’s the best these whores will get.’

Even if they were part of her legion and technically descendants of her Unus bloodline branch, she was still the same old Nia.

At first, the Eternal Guard had been created to be his personal force, something she allowed him to play with.

But that was before she became comfortable with him having so many wives. If he already had plenty, there was no reason to add more into the mix.

On top of that, her possessiveness had only intensified, so there was no way she’d willingly hand her husband over to these women.

’Hmph, I have no intention of letting any of them sleep with my Ashy. Since they’re loyal... the most they can do is suck him off.’

For these women, the news that they would see him truly and have a chance for further activities was like music to their ears.

The Eternal Guard’s eyes gleamed with a mix of reverence and eager anticipation, many whispering quiet thanks and pledges of loyalty.

Nia nodded in satisfaction.

"Now return to Pantheos. We’ll be relocating soon."

With that, the legion vanished into shimmering rifts, disappearing one by one back into Pantheos.

However, the Gambler lingered, staring at the closing portal with visible conflict in his eyes.

His new form glowed faintly, but his posture was tense, as if he were still grappling with the life he had left behind.

Nia’s voice cut through his hesitation, sharp yet almost lazy tone.

"Stop procrastinating and go live your new life already."

Before he could respond, Nia raised her hand. A massive hand made of pure divinity manifested in the air behind him.

With a firm shove, it sent him hurtling into the closing rift.

"HE—"

The Gambler vanished with a startled yelp, tumbling into Pantheos.

Nia lingered alone in the empty void for a moment, her dark eyes softening as she rested her hand on the hilt of her sword — Ashy — the blade humming faintly at her side.

"Soon," she whispered to herself. "Soon you’ll have everything, my Ashy."

Then she too vanished.

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Nia reappeared in the vast, star-filled void between universes of Pantheos.

The emptiness here was alive with quiet power — countless universes drifting like glowing orbs in the distance, some vibrant and teeming with life, others still forming in swirling clouds of raw potential.

Snap!

With a casual snap of her fingers, she summoned one of the many Infinite Resource Fountains.

The fountain materialized before her — a towering, elegant structure of white stone and flowing golden liquid that shimmered like liquid light.

It hovered in the void, its base wide and stable, with multiple tiers cascading pure, untainted essence downward in endless streams.

The fountain pulsed with boundless energy, capable of producing anything from raw divinity to conceptual artifacts, limited only by the user’s imagination and supreme divinity.

However, that obviously meant nothing for Nia.

And coming here, well it was solely for her to finish her Endless Reality. Her goal was not to just become an Endless Reality.

No, she wanted to become something substantial enough to give Ash an evolution or boost of power.

Maybe even something he had yet to think of yet.

Nia stepped closer to the Infinite Resource Fountain, her dark eyes gleaming with quiet satisfaction. But before she touched it, she had an idea.

She reached out through their bonds, calling for Thalion.

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A projection materialized in the air before her — a window into another part of Pantheos.

Thalion was seen sitting in a comfortable study, a book open in his hands as his wife poured him a cup of steaming tea with a gentle smile.

He looked up as the call connected, his expression warming with pleasant surprise.

"Oh, Nia... it’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?" he said, his voice calm and relaxed.

"Hmm, His Majesty hasn’t summoned us yet... is it time for us to start again?"

Nia chuckled softly, her tone playful and teasing.

"Old Thalion..." she replied, knowing he was right—ever since the Grand Ball, he had been off pursuing his own path.

Just as Ash had long advised, the men he once called brothers had all gone on to find themselves wives.

"Your mind hasn’t been right since you’ve gotten married. It’s the same with the twins and Kaelthyr. All of you have gone soft."

Thalion laughed softly, setting his book aside as he replied with mock offense.

"Soft? I prefer to call it balanced," he said. "His Majesty leads by perfect example, don’t you think?"

"Yeah... following in his footsteps might leave you with more than one woman, huh?" she teased, speaking loudly enough for his wife to hear.

Thalion froze for a moment before letting out a wry chuckle. "Uh... so, what’s going on, Nia?"

She smiled, amused by his attempt to change the topic.

"Well, I’m having a bit of trouble," she admitted, knowing that problems could always be approached in countless ways.

Still, with Thalion being the God of Minds, he had a knack for making things far simpler.

"You see... I want to expand Pantheos, and I need your help figuring out how. Can you come by?"

Thalion nodded without hesitation, clearly relieved she had gone along with the change in subject.

"Of course."

In the next moment, he appeared beside her along with his wife — both of them materializing smoothly in the void between universes.