Lord Shadow



As the weeks rolled by, Azief found himself gradually adapting to the rhythm of his newfound mortal life. 

He had successfully constructed a shelter for himself—a rustic hut perched high in the branches of a massive tree. 

To reach his arboreal abode, he had crafted ladders, allowing him to ascend with ease.

In this elevated sanctuary, the daily stresses that once weighed on his shoulders seemed distant and less formidable. 

The symphony of nature's sounds, the whispering leaves, and the ethereal play of sunlight filtering through the canopy, all became part of his daily existence.

Azief had come to appreciate the simplicity of his surroundings. 

The challenges of survival were no longer daunting, but rather invigorating tests of his ingenuity. 

Every meal he secured with his own hands, every drop of clean water he collected,  everything felt…..novel

It was like he was living his fantasy dream. 

When he was a young boy, he had always yearned for a treehouse.

  However, the trees in his neighbourhood weren't conducive to such constructions, and he never had the chance to experience that particular thrill.

As he grew older, life took him on a different path

The innocent dreams of youth were often overshadowed by the grim realities of adulthood.

But now, here in this remote forest, perched high among the branches, Azief is finally able to indulge in a piece of that childhood fantasy. 

At least, now that he is old, he could fulfil that part of the dream. 

The treehouse, cleverly positioned not far from the serene stream, has become Azief refuge in this newfound mortal life. 

From this vantage point, he could descend with ease, go fishing in the babbling brook, roast his catch over a crackling fire, and then retire to his sanctuary.

In the weeks since his retreat to this tranquil forest, Azief had experienced the myriad emotions of mortality once more. 

He felt fatigue settle into his bones, irritation at the mundane challenges of survival, frustration with the limitations of his current state, and the occasional longing to simply quit this endeavour. 

These feelings, alien to the godlike existence he was accustomed to, reminded him of the profound difference between the realms of divinity and humanity.

When he is in Disk Formation realm, he could not do such a thing like sealing all of his energy and experience what's it like to be mortal again. 

The reason is because the fundamental differences between the realms. 

Disk Formation also focused on cultivating the body.

  So, theoretically, he could sela his energy when he is at Disk Formation level, but even if he does that, his body is still very powerful. 

So, even if he had no magical abilities when he seal his energy in Disk Formation leveler, he would not experience fatigue and his punch alone could pulverize a low-level world, 

But when he became Divine Comprehension leveler, the body is like energy. And so, even the body is affected. 

So, he could seal it completely. 

He couldn't help but cast an expectant glance at his fishing rods. Observing the stillness of the waters, he mused aloud, "No fish today?" 

His patient gaze remained fixed on the fishing lines, which showed no signs of activity. The temptation to employ use supernatural abilities tugged at him, but he resisted, shaking his head firmly. 

"It would feel like cheating if I do that," he muttered to himself with a wry smile.

Fighting off the boredom that crept upon him, he shifted his focus to the captivating scenery stretched out before him.

  In this tranquil forest, danger, while not overwhelmingly imminent, still lurked in various forms. 

Among the trees and foliage, some creatures and low-level monsters roamed. 

Azief has learned to navigate this environment and avoid these potential threats. 

However, in dire situations, he is always ready to employ a small fraction of his energy to ensure his safety. 

After all, his training does not involve him to become a mortal but simply to experience the feeling of being mortal

He could not do that if he is dead.

But why? Why did he have to experience being mortal?

Azief had found out that absorbing energies is not the only way to break through to Divine Comprehension realm

Or it might be more accurate to say that even if you gather all of the energy that is required to break through, you would not break through. Because there is something missing. 

Azief felt that when he first tried to break through. And that is the reason he is a mortal right now

To find what is missing. 

Azief pondered a fundamental question: Why do living beings evolve and grow stronger? Typically, beings evolve in response to challenges and difficulties, forging themselves in the crucible of adversity to become stronger. But in his case, Azief was already recognized as the most potent being on Earth. Consequently, there was no external force on the planet capable of exerting sufficient pressure to drive him to evolve further.

Azief quest to discover that missing element led him to a unique approach: deliberately weaken himself. 

He reasoned that by reducing his own strength, he could expose vulnerabilities within himself. 

He isn't certain if the final obstacle to breaking through was physical, mental, or perhaps a combination of both, but he is determined to find out.

As he was thinking of this, he suddenly saw the fishing rod being pulled.

"Here it is!" he exclaimed, smiles fills his face as he got up and pull the fishing rod. 

A large fish is pulled out from the stream. It looked like a catfish but it is bigger and it  is purplish white. Azief did not know what it is, but he has been eating this for quite some time and it felt like a catfish. 

"I don't have to go hunting today" he thought to himself. He look at the fish and look very satisfied with it. 

And then with a skip he run to his tree. 

Below it there is all kind of spices and all kinds of knife. 

The spices he got from Sina who came to vast him a  couple days ago. 

As for the knife, he crafted it from stones, and from other minerals he found scattered all over the forest

It did not take long for him to cut open up the fish, remove the gut, and slather it with salts and spice and prep it as he simply lay down on the ground, looking at the slice of heaven from the few gaps of the branches of the trees above him

And then he pour some cooking oil and make a roasted fish. 

Sometimes he steams it but today he is so hungry that he wanted to make a fast dish. But he did not forget to pair it with a  bowl of rice. 

Of course, there is no such thing as paddy farms in this forest. This is Sasha who sent him some rice. 

And as he eats it he laughs. 

He never thought becoming a mortal again, he would crave such basic needs. 

For the past few weeks, all thoughts about the world problems, the future problem all of them fades away. 

Like dust that has been cleared off by a gust of wind. 

That is how he felt 

All he could think about is where to sleep, what to eat, how to hunt, how to fish, basic simple thoughts and slowly he is reaching a state where he is joyful and carefree. 

Azief as Death Monarch is anything but joyful and carefree. When he frowns, it was like the problems of the world is all contained in his frown. And when he spoke, it is all about the affairs of the world 

Sometimes, in the monotone of his daily life, he even forget why he wanted to become strong. 

And when he reached the peak of Earth, as the strongest person in the world, he fears that he would be satisfied and that he would be stagnant. 

That is one of his fears. 

And another one of his fears is that he slowly forgets how to fear Death.

He has always been able to dance around the edges of life and death that he slowly have this mentality that he is invincible 

And this feeling as only strengthened when he saw himself in the future, possessing powers that no other beings in the world could possess.

He saw himself in a perfect form, unbeatable and invincible.

But that image of him, is not something he wanted to be. 

There is something eerily terrifying about him of the future. Like he is not alive but a tool guided by only the desire to destroy. 

That…..is not what he wanted to be.  But that vision, also makes him feel like he could not die. 

When he met the Creator he saw cause and effect and he saw the terrifying power of destiny and fate and see the connection of time and space. 

And then combined with everything he had learned and knows, he felt that destiny and fate has a plan for him

Of course, that plan is probably not something that Azief wanted for himself. But that doesn't matter. 

What is important that he knows that destiny and fate has a plan for him and because of that he knows that destiny and fate would protect him like some kind of son of destiny of chosen one. 

And that makes him not fear death. It is like knowing that whatever you do, as long as you are useful, you would not be liquidated. 

And that is the feeling he felt. And so, death, felt far and distant from him. And when death is far and distant, he no longer fears. 

He jump into danger like it is the natural thing to do.

And it should not be like that

This is not him. 

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