MC POV
Ten Years Later, Baator, Nessus, Holy Imperial City of Anor Londo, Imperial Palace, Sanctus Imperialis.
When I opened my eyes, I felt... relaxed, just like waking after a very good and long sleep. It was a rare occasion because it had been a long time since I managed to get such a good sleep. Surprisingly I didn't feel hurt or tired or anything bad; I just felt well-rested.
'Architect, conduct a deep scan.'
I said in my mind as I awaited the more precise results, but I could already sense that I had reached Annulled, meaning that I was Tier 12 in my Path of Laws as well as my Godhood Path, which was unprecedented.
Name: Zeoticus Gremory-Lucifer
True Name: Dizmason (Devil Talent), Sythis (Mental Protection), Savant (Prideguard), Isaiah (Nirvana), Archeron (Full Counter), Zerius (Prime Evil), Satanistoria (Purgatory Furnace), Antares (???)
Race: God Devil (Trans-Devil-Fiend / God)
Bloodline: Devil (Gremory, Lucifer), Golden-Horned Fiend, Void Leviathan
Age: 3,345 Years
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Class: Exarch / Annulled
Combat Prowess: Half-Step Tier 13
Lifeform Level: 3
Origin: Ruination
Soul Aptitude: Level 10 - Superior
Arcane Crest: Imperial of End and Ruin (Beyond)
Path: The End
Laws: Devour (100% - Origin), Darklight (100% - Perfect), Slaughter (100% - Supreme), Destruction (100% - Supreme), Lightning (100% - Perfect), Space (100% - Supreme)
Magic Rules: Starfall, Decomposition, Nuclear
Godhood: Father of All Devils, ??? (Unable to Analyze), God of the Baator
Concept: Void (8%)
Demonic-God Force: 9,6
Godhood Index: Annulled
Body: Superior Exarch-Grade (Magic Resistance)
Constitution: Fateless One
Baator Command Sequence: 100%
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Clan Trait:
Dark Light - Law
The Devour - Law
Holy Flame - Law
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Magic Systems:
Tier Magic - Origin
Devil Magic - Origin
Norse Runic Magic - Forbidden
Abyssal Runic Magic - Forbidden
Human Magic - Forbidden
Mysticism - Forbidden
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Secret Method: Fate Algorithm - (6/6)
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Masteries:
Scythe - Grandmaster
Dagger - Master
Hand-to-Hand - Master
Bladestaff - Grandmaster]
Aside from reaching the Annulled State, the first most notable thing was that my Demonic-God Force has almost doubled, skyrocketing from the previous 5,9 to the current 9,6.
That was an absolutely staggering increasement because it meant that I was technically 10 times stronger than average Tier 12, at least in terms of energy reserves, if nothing more.
Because that was only about the quantity, not the quality of the energy itself, for example, my Demonic-God Force was incomparably stronger than the Qi Energy of Cultivarotrs; if compared to the average Warlock Eternal, then the quantification would be way above ten times.
Reaching the Annulled State was weird; it was like some state of existence, and yet at the same time not, technically speaking, I didn't even know how to describe it properly.
What I knew was that I got several times stronger, to the point where my combat prowess already rivaled that of the Hivemind if I hadn't suppressed it.
Of course, unfortunately, there was nothing free in life, and even this came with the appropriate price: to advance to Tier 13, I needed to either fuse both of my paths together and thus achieve Tier 13.
Or there was the option of abandoning one of them and ascending with only the one which remained.
That was because, above Tier 12, one needed to understand more of his existence, and that cannot be done if someone followed several paths of power, as they would clash and create a mess in one's being.
Of course, this was a great concern for me because I knew that if I managed to fuse both of my Path and become something akin to a Law Godhood Path, then the power I would obtain by doing so would be absolutely frightening.
Coupled with my plan of becoming a Universe Master, then I would probably be one of the strongest Tier 13 in the entire Endless Void and infinite reality; of course, that would still require a lot of work to do, but I was getting there, step by step, day by day.
I stood from the bed; clearly I was sleeping for more than just a few days, though that would explain the feeling I got that I got very good sleep.
For several seconds, I was thinking about the changes that my very own being experienced before I stopped and decided to call out the butler that was stationed in front of the doors.
Surprisingly, it was Diablo wearing the uniform of a butler, probably some new habit he picked up so he could annoy people around the Imperial Palace, one of his favorite activities.
"I see that you took up a new quirk. This time even weirder than the last time... at least in your military uniform, you looked intimidating."
I stated as I observed Diablo.
"Indeed, but this is more comfortable and causes confusion to ones, anger to others and it is more effective at annoying people."
He answered in his own way as I nodded and outstretched my body a bit because I was sleeping for a very long time, and I felt stiff.
"How long have I been sleeping?"
I asked as I could already guess that it would be years.
"Ten years and a few days."
Diablo stated back swiftly before proceeding to ask another question.
"Should I send someone to notify Empresses Dowager that you have woken up?"
I sent him a nod; they should probably be worried that I had fallen unconscious for several years already.
After that, Diablo ordered some of the butlers, this time an actual butlers, not those like him who were only cosplaying as one, to notify my wives that I had finally awoken from my slumber.
In truth, ten years of slumber was not that long.
Considering the damage I received when I was fighting against the Hivemind and overused my Demonic-God Force, and those all boosts I received from Weissman through his Magic and Path only strengthened the toll on my body.
I was lucky to fall unconscious only for ten years because with my state, it could have been easily a century or even more.
I had to admit that the Hivemind of the Void Insect Swarm was extremely powerful, and if not for me using traps and schemes against it, I wouldn't have won that easily, if not at all.
Fortunately, the Universe itself wanted to get rid of the Hivemind, as the sense of preservation was above else, because sooner or later, if left unchecked, then the Universe itself would become food for the Swarm.
If not for that, then the creation of something like Psionic Forbidden Zone, a permanent one that rewrote the laws of the reality in the Universe, would be impossible.