A triumphant smile rises like the sun, growing infinitely dominant. Before Yufang unveiled a honey pot full, and within thousands and thousands of Olms lay trapped.
These creatures although ugly having an appearance much near that of a giant worm, where in fact one of the greatest delicacies known to Yufang.
A forest... Although withered, although dead, relentless life remains. One of those that remained in this forsaken place was the Olms, their very existence here, symbolized life, this forest although dead, was alive.
Although arriving late, these Olms had shown up regardless. These Olm an oddity for with a measly two thousand of them, the pot was filled.
These Olms different from all Yufang's recollections, these Olm's here they were stronger, they were greater, and they were older than any Yufang had seen before. Yufang had understood now, it was not that these Olms where slow, it was not that there was no life here, it was simply that the honey pot prepared by Yufang was barely applicable to these beings. Truly such a measly honey pot could barely meet their eyes.
Laughter. Laughter ever so deranged rang out as, Yufang cursed, "Fuck, It seems I am the luckiest, If I had a honey pot any worse than this, then truly I'd have missed such a fortune."
Nevertheless, they had come a grand harvest low laid before him. A harvest, greater than he could have ever imagined. Yufang with a look of magnificence began to speak, "Father... Mother... Do you see it? Are you watching me right now?" His eyes tracing off to a far, far land.
Opening his mouth, Yufang continues, "This is my rise, watch me as I grow, for my whole life I've watched you as you have watched me, over this time I've come to understand, neither of you are ordinary individuals. And although I don't understand why you disappeared, nor do I understand why you sent me here, however, there is something I do understand, you did not abandon me. So to my parents, don't worry, just watch as I rise above all, just watch as I ascend to Godhood."
Grinning ear to ear a grand harvest laid trapped before him, all he had to do now was harvest his meal. This pot, it had another purpose, although timeless wood being a key condition to luring out these Olm, its true purpose was only to be shown now.
To harvest an Olm meant to devour an Olm, however, to prepare something nonexistent, the only way one could, was to boil them alive, only then would these Olm truly die, and you'd receive the perfect dish, the boiled Olm. For this, a pot made of timeless wood was perfect, it was the greatest part of Yufang's plan to capture those in the very pot you'd boil them in.
Now Yufang only had one thing to do, that being to fill this pot with water, and await his fortune.
This forest, although withered and dead water remained everywhere. To fill this pot was a simple matter.
Smiling to each other both of them astonished by today's harvest, commanding Yufang spoke out, "Bring the water! Fill the pot and boil these Olms, today we shall feast!"
Water flooding into the pot, Yufang and Yong Sheng watched as this reclusive and nonresponsive species slowly met their doom being boiled to death.
Watching from afar, Yufang his grin widening infinitely as his lust expanded, showing upon his face a look of one that wished to devour all, the look of someone that felt immense pleasure to devour all life.
Boiling and brewing a giant dish in preparation, still watching, Yong Sheng's stomach rumbles and Yufang gulps at the sweet intoxicating aroma of boiled Olm.
Twenty-four minutes pass and these beings reach the peak of flavor, the water evaporates absorbed by the timeless wood.
Diving in Yufang changes ready to feast, and Yong Sheng follows wishing to take part in this harvest.
Feasting upon the forbidden flesh of Olm, Yong Sheng's mind grew clouded. Both of them, smiling like fools overcome by bliss, the pot now empty and in its place two men laid, their stomachs stuffed satisfied the itis began to kick in, slowly drifting off they fell asleep.
Falling asleep before him a man appeared, a man above all, a man enshrouded in darkness. This man, someone who stood above even the tallest peaks.
However this man a cultivator he was not. Engulfed in darkness this man was a demonic sovereign a being that had acquired complete mastery over darkness, a controller of evil he was.
However, his true power lied not in his strength much like Yufangs his true power laid in his boundless and unreachable mastery of scheming.
A darkness that schemes beyond all life, looking millions of miles ahead those with the mastery of scheming where untouched across the universe.
Although lacking strength, although weak, this man cursed the world, from a million miles ahead gaining a strength unreachable to all, there further than all he planed. All his enemies destined, for they lived there whole life according to his plan, through time he lived entrapping his enemies in their own eternally torturing them to death. This man, the God of Darkness, a psychopath among Gods.
His eyes opening slightly, peaking out, before him nothing but a shadow, tired his eyes close.
Drifting off, afar a voice rings out, "Young mortal, it seems today is your lucky day, I don't know which dog shit God you prayed to too summon me here, but for bringing I, Eternal Solitude walker of 10,000,000 paths, a mortal eternally renowned as the God of Scheming I will bestow upon you one skill, I shall bestow upon you the power of darkness."
Yufang, coherent slowly opens his eyes, looking out he sees nothing, disgruntled and tired, he swats his arm, as if to shoo away a fly. Before shutting them once more and preparing to sleep.
This shadow, however, remained patient not put off by Yufang's wave, he speaks out once more, "Young mortal how about you follow this God? And when I rise again, you shall be number 1 by my side."
Once more Yufang heard distant talking, his sleep disrupted twice now, Yufang stood up, infuriated his eyes glowing purple, he becomes a demon, angered he curses, "Fuck off." Yufang's heart big, and his soul benevolent as long as this man was willing to take a step back Yufang would too, of course, he wouldn't take such a mere offense to heart.
The shadow, now crazed, let out a pitiable laugh and said, "You dare speak to this God that way? Don't you know who I am?"
Having been pitied, Yufang laughed in contempt as he fired back a retort, "I refuse to acknowledge your niceties so stop with the foolishness. Eternal Solitude walker of 10,000,000 paths the God of scheming was it? Remember this you are merely but a reflection, a God you are not, in this world as long as I Yufang stand, no other God shall exist.
His laughter now wretched, the shadow scoffed, "Heh, to talk so big, even as a mortal it seems you're some genius from a privileged family," his eyes squinting he looked over to an old man sleeping, his eyes widening he coughed lightly and said, "Heh, so you're a Yong, no wonder... No wonder..."
This shadow babbling nonsense Yufang a man of righteousness corrected this poor man's mistake in a benevolent matter, "This great God is no Yong. This great God is Kong Yufang."
Mistaken from within the shadow his face darkened.
Anger. This shadow never before had it met such humiliation, never in the entirety of his life had anyone talked to him in such a way even Gods were cautious enough to never talk badly about him. Yet here today, this boy dared, his mouth now opening he began to scream out, "..."
However, as his mouth opened Yufang spoke over him, "Heh, you dare call me a genius? You dare to call me a young master? Such titles only belittle me, if even someone like you can become a God then I'm a Goliath, I am the greatest. Truly in this world, if all Gods are anything like you, then at least in this world I'm already undisputed. You truly dare to belittle me here today calling me a genius?"
Yufang's eyes adjusting he looked down upon this shadow. Continuing Yufang said, "How dare you! I was not born with the skill I was born with nothing, my whole life I lived with nothing, I rose to where I am now with my own two hands, with my own two feet, I am no young master, nor am I a genius." Scoffing, Yufang's smile grew demonic as continuing once more he said, "I am the Eternal Void I am the God of Scheming."
This shadow Yufang knew of him, he was the eternal void, or I should say he was one of the eternal voids, previous holders.
Throughout history, there have always been legends of those rising in darkness regardless of the realm, regardless of the world, regardless of their strength, darkness rose. However, those that rise in darkness soon enough disappear as fast as they rise.
This legend, a tale of those wielding the eternal void and this man before Yufang, was one of them, he was one of those legends that rose in darkness and fell in darkness. This man the forth wielder of the eternal void, however, this man, he was foolish consuming the void, he rose borrowing the power of the void. Foolish this man that once fueled the void became its very next meal. Devoured he became the void itself, he became nothing, merely an aloof soul, nothing more, nothing less. This shadow was merely a by-product of the harvest.
Yufang blatantly antagonizing him, his voice grew insidious as he said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. To anger me here today, before now I was truly going to be grateful to you awakening me and was even going to go as far as to grant you my greatest skill, yet you dared, you dared to challenge me."
Cursing, his smile grew infinitely demonic, and around him, the darkness began to move, commanded it charged towards Yufang.
Charging at Yufang the darkness moved, molding itself, forming, ever-changing the darkness changed forms and millions of snakes took its place.
These snakes moved enshrouded Yufang in darkness and dragging him down until Yufang was completely covered until Yufang was devoured by darkness.
Entrapped, Yufang remained calm, although surrounded by millions upon millions of snakes, Yufang's face remained the same never to change once.
However, although calm, Yufang although slowly was no longer being just devoured, his entire being was engulfed, slowly the darkness assimilated and entered his body, like this he too became a nothing but darkness, a shadow.
And although having the current appearance of a shadow, it was merely a visage, a mere layer of darkness that covered his body.
Things were now getting interesting, upon Yufang's calm face change had occurred, a smile rose, a smile infernal, a smile crazed, muttering Yufang said lightly, "Merely, the black serpent technique, not much... Truly not much. Today you truly dared to lure me into darkness, today you actually dared to try to take over my body with this measly control of darkness. I own space, I own time before I Yufang you are merely a fly, and all your skills shall be revered useless."
Laughing hysterically the shadow said, "Acting so highly, who do you think you are? A God? Step down from this pedestal and return under your father's crotch."
Hysteric Yufang too becomes as he retorts, "Mere trash, I summoned you here, I created you, I am your God, yet you dare be ambiguous, I believe I need to remind you of your place."
Responding the shadow curses back, "A mere child reminding me of my place? Truly you don't understand the enormity of this matter, you are one million levels below me, before me any single wave or cough could render you dead."
At this statement Yufang began to laugh without bounds, as he screamed out, "You're a failure, no, you're very existence is a failure. Truly you... The previous holder of the eternal void had used it for such a lousy purpose, you had used something to train mastery of space and time on darkness."
Scoffing Yufang looked at the shadow with a glance of pity as he continued, "How long did you waste training darkness? How long did you waste training this mere party trick? The purpose of the eternal void is to devour all life, yet what did you accomplish with it? You have had to know each of those before you grew one billion levels higher than you. I'm tired of this, now reimburse me for this lecture."
Wishing for nothing more but to return to his slumber, Yufang called upon that word of old, muttering, "Devour."