Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 566: Reality Hegemon- Status Screen

Before Minx was brought to meet the Ineffable Pantheon, the others took her on a tour to explore and take in all of Pantheos.

As before, they were simply trying to keep her distracted without revealing anything too extraordinary.

Meanwhile, back in what would soon become the Veloran Empire, Ash and Elysia were cozily snuggled against a tree, gazing at his status screen.

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[Ash Originat

Race – Unus God (The Absolute Unus God Bloodline (Above Origin))

Age – Old Af

Rank – Reality Hegemon (Tier 66) (Thirty Second Dimensional Existence))

Physique – The One (Above Origin)

Innate Powers – The One God (Above Origin), External Conversion (Above Origin), Divine Meta Awareness (Above Origin), Echo Author (Above Origin)

Decree – The Unus Decree

Conceptual Powers -Primordia Truth, The Codex, Language of Gods

Omnipotence – Stage 4 (Narrative Authority)

Meta Road – Stage 1 (Triune Meta)

Contracted Beast – Ouroboros

Bonds – 1. Nia Originat, 2. Vaeloria Originat, 3. Sonna Originat, 4. Yonna Originat, 5. Seris Originat, 6. Raven Originat, 7. Celeste Originat, 8. Katherine Originat, 9. Summer Originat, 10. Sylvie Originat, 11. Mira Originat, 12. Lithia Originat, 13. Diana Originat, 14. Lysa Originat, 15. Sandra Originat, 16. Aurelia Originat, 17. Seraphiel Originat, 18. Madison Originat, 19. Rune Originat, 20. Elara Originat, 21. Layla Originat, 22. Shia Originat, 23. Aeloris Originat, 24. Morgana Originat, 25. Elysia Originat, 26. Creara Originat, 27. Aurora Originat, 28. Fay Originat, 29. Sia Originat, 30. Lucy Originat, 31. Luna Originat, 32. Aphrodite Originat, 33. Persephone Originat, 34. Morphea Originat, 35. Kaguya Originat, 36. Minx Originat, 37. Lirael Originat]

[A/N: The Dream’s name was changed to Morphea.]

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The meadow around them felt peaceful once more, the grass swaying gently as if in quiet agreement with his decision.

Ash closed the status, leaning back against the tree as he processed everything.

His reddish-purple eyes glimmered with quiet calculation.

“The next steps forward…” he murmured.

“Nia and Ouroboros are already taking care of the last remaining Realities. With Kagami and Kaguya preparing the Prime Expanse, my only focus now is to fully traverse the Meta Road.”

And that meant he had to cultivate each of the ten boundless stars to completion.

Many assumed he could manage it with the snap of his fingers… and, truthfully, he could. But where would the fun be in that?

First, though, there were a few pawns who had finally outlived their usefulness, and he intended to deal with them before moving on.

He raised his hand, sending a silent message through the bond to Klaus, who had been trailing Male and the Merchant since the Grand Ball.

“Eliminate them both the moment the little tournament ends.”

The message was simple, cold, and final.

The Merchant was only alive because of her connection to Male, someone Ash only kept around until he spilled information about the Father.

Ash didn’t care about the idea of him being a counterpart or anything else.

In the end, though, he learned more about both the Mother and the Father than he ever did through Male.

So, there was no reason to let the guy live any longer. If he didn’t die now, he’d inevitably be swept away by the chain of events that were bound to come.

Ash then stood up, brushing off his clothes as he approached Emma, who was steadily climbing the fourth and final level of her trials.

The young world weaver was focused, her hands weaving new things into the floating platforms as she pushed herself to the limit.

Sweat glistened on her brow, but her eyes burned with determination.

Ash stopped at the base of the final level, looking up at her with a small, approving smile.

“You’re doing better than I thought,” he called out, his voice calm and encouraging.

“Once you finish with the level…. the true training begins.”

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Deep within the Layers of existence, hidden in a self-created void of pure white silence, Klaus waited.

Much like his mother, Raven, he now bore pure white hair and eyes to match, their depths holding an endless, patient calm.

As the God of Eternal Voids, his presence was almost imperceptible — flawlessly hidden, merging seamlessly with the very fabric of the void he had crafted for himself.

Since the Grand Ball, he had been shadowing Male and the Merchant, never once losing track of them, even as they journeyed deep into the heart of Nonexistence.

Currently, they were in the Coliseum — the grand arena beyond the True Realities where the final selection would take place.

The massive structure floated in the void, its stands filled with powerful beings from both sides, all waiting for the last champions to arrive.

Klaus watched every movement with laidback patience, his white eyes tracking Male and the Merchant as they stood among the other participants.

He completely tuned out Nihil, the one who had accompanied them, treating the ancient entity as little more than background noise.

A message from Ash appeared in his mind — clear and final.

“Eliminate them both the moment the little tournament ends.”

Klaus nodded once, a faint, relaxed smile touching his lips.

“Finally,” he murmured to himself, his voice soft and almost bored. “I was starting to get bored.”

His gaze then shifted toward the Watchers — the ancient guardians of the boundary.

One was the familiar snowy-white owl Ash and the Pantheon knew well.

The other was starkly different — a darker, more ominous owl with feathers that seemed to absorb light, its eyes glowing with a colder, more primal intelligence.

Klaus tilted his head slightly, his voice calm and unhurried as he mused aloud.

He hadn’t spent much time in the coliseum, just a month or so, yet the Watchers had shown up not long after his arrival.

“Should I go over and say hello? It’s been a while since I last saw the old bird… and the new one certainly seems intriguing.”

Truthfully, he had no idea what Ash’s plan was after disposing of Male and the Merchant, and he was nothing like his brothers.

He had no interest in causing chaos or chasing after countless women.

Still, he was Ash’s son, after all… And really, how boring would it be to just trail someone without doing anything else?

“Hmm, a simple hello won’t ruin anything,” he murmured, and in the next moment, he vanished.