Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 433: The Ineffable Plan
Chapter 433: The Ineffable Plan
Once those words sounded, Ash appeared on his throne and all his wives returned to their respective thrones or places of comfort.
Only a few months at best had gone by while Ash had been causing some chaos out in True Reality, but the over looming clock of eight millennia never changed.
“We have eight millennia until existence reforms in each of the Organisms,” he said before continuing.
“At that time, we should expect beings becoming stronger… have some extra help, but above that… there will be 18 beings all who have connections to the outside.”
He then went on to explain the champions in detail — not that he had their locations or anything… but it wouldn’t be hard once things began.
“You all will pass the word to Thalion and the Twins as well…” he said as those three had been caught up with… some relations.
“All of you split into groups and eliminate these champions the moment existence resumes.”
Hearing this, Luna’s eyes widened, but before she could say anything, Ash pressed on.
“After that, our mission will go back to what it was before… eliminate each dimension.”
He went on, listing more directives without pause, having long since abandoned the idea of indulging Ancestor Seeker.
Not long ago, he might have done things just to amuse her, maybe even for the thrill of it.
Now, however, he wasn’t sure whether she was trying to turn him into her pawn or not.
And since he couldn’t be certain, he decided he would simply ruin everything in his path until he became strong enough to truly understand.
“What about our children, dear?” Layla—also known as Lady Truth—asked.
“They have their roles too,” he replied with a smile.
“By the time existence reshapes, they’ll have finished their journeys within Pantheos… and then, of course, they’ll take part in the slaughter.”
The room fell silent for a few moments as the weight of his words sank in.
Then Luna spoke, her voice steady but edged with unmistakable concern.
“Ash… do you truly understand the game, and the goal of the Organisms?”
Ash leaned back in his throne, meeting her gaze with an unshakable calm.
“Yes… but not entirely,” he replied.
“I know there are eighteen organisms — nine of Existence and nine of Nonexistence — each a direct counterpart to the other.”
He paused briefly before adding, “And the goal of this game has something to do with mana stones… some kind of protection fee to be paid.”
Luna regarded him for a long moment, then gave a slow, measured nod.
“You know far more than I expected,” she admitted before delving into the murkier details.
“The game is important, yes, but the organisms themselves are nothing more than… generators.” Her words drew raised brows, yet she pressed on without hesitation.
“The true purpose behind it all is to produce more mana stones…”
In short, the organisms were designed to be nothing more than mana stone generators, each crafted using the script of reality, infused with influence, and imbued with essence from their own Reality.
The Game itself was something the beings devised as a way to pass the time, adding a layer of entertainment and weaving in more personal stakes for those involved.
In the end, however, everyone would walk away with a set amount of mana stones. All of this, of course, traced back to the looming situation unfolding in Reality.
“There isn’t just one singular Reality,” Luna said casually. “There are exactly eighteen True Realities, each separated by existence walls.”
She continued speaking with ease, as though revealing something so outrageous was the most natural thing in the world.
The existence walls were exactly what their name suggested—barriers designed to keep the vastly different Realities apart.
Yet, as always, nothing in the realm of Cultivation and Fantasy could ever be taken as absolute.
Nothing but pure power…
“Each Reality has beings capable of bypassing these walls… and in our Reality, number nine, we have only three such beings, with Ancestor Seeker being one of them.”
She wrapped up her explanation about the situation with Mana Stones.
While there was no official ranking among the Realities, one stood apart from the rest.
Reality Eighteen boasted the most beings able to exist beyond the walls.
And with that came benefits—or rather, rules.
They single-handedly plunged four realities into a kind of depression, at least for those who were knowledgeable enough… and strong enough to understand.
It was common knowledge that mana stones served as the final catalyst for transcending beyond a twentieth-dimensional existence.
The catch was that the quantity required was so immense that a single reality could never come close to providing enough for even one being.
With Reality Nine among those unable to defend their lands, they lost every mana stone cave, vein, and any other source capable of producing them.
This devastation even led to a decline in the overall mana levels across their realities.
“So,” Ash finally spoke after taking in all the details, “you’re paying Reality Ten for protection… because they’re the third strongest?”
He asked with a puzzled look, wondering why, if they were going to pay for protection, they wouldn’t just choose the next strongest instead.
“Because,” Luna replied, a little confused even herself, “Reality Four has been off the grid for over 450 cycles—long before I was even born.”
After a brief pause, Seris spoke up, “Aren’t we spreading ourselves too thin?”
Yonna looked her straight in the eye. “Seriously?” she asked. “Didn’t Husband say our children would have their work cut out for them too?”
Ash chuckled at this. “Indeed, nothing changes. Existence… no matter what kind, it will fall.”
He stood and began to leave the room. “In the end, Pantheos will be the sole existence, and we will live above it all.”
“Hmm, Ashy” Nia called out before he left the room. “Where are you running off too this time?”
As she spoke, she was already rising preparing to come wherever he was headed.
“To watch our children of course~”
