Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army

Chapter 463: Wrath

Through Effort's fragment that Tasha carried with her, Yunan was capable of understanding the situation in Tasha's home universe. The dry welcome back and the feel of the universe gave Yunan some concern about the feasibility of success on the revival mission.

Although he was not very keen on having all the other four join her as scouts, especially since he had left them behind back home; he needed them to help defend the upcoming culling. Unfortunately, he simply had no say in it, not since they were ordered to join Tasha by their respective Primordials.

Thanks to Cattolu, Dreamscape was already assimilating and refining the most prominent Laws in that universe, the weaker Laws were left for the five to analyse themselves.

Back to Yunan and Effort. They were finally looking down at the karmic universe. It was close enough for an invasion but the duo stayed put. The divinity they have been feeling for a while now was radiating such intense power that they felt like it was beckoning them to approach and take it.

What Yunan found most suspicious about was that whatever played host to the divinity was superimposed on the karmic universe, yet it was still unclaimed by the inhabitants. Yunan was certain that the divinity in question was related to karma in a bizarre but deep way, therefore, the fact that it was still there, under the noses of the people most attuned to karma, made Yunan think twice more than usual.

If this was a trap, then it was a stupid one, if it was not, it was much more dangerous. For anyone to leave behind such a powerful divinity, they must have had a stiff process to appoint a successor, otherwise, they would let it be open as free for all.

Yunan did not like either idea, to be frank. He was content with one divinity, he was already troubled by firmly taking control of it. The thought of him having another divinity on the same scale if not greater, it was not appealing at all.

Still, he had a deal to complete. Coming in contact with IT; the host as Effort called it; was inevitable if they decided to invade the karmic universe, and Yunan was already prepared to reject the divinity if it was offered to him.

Effort was much more open to devouring a divinity of the same magnitude, especially if it offered itself to them of its own volition. Growing stronger was moot to Effort, he was more interested in the Laws that this divinity had. He knew that Karma had a great connection with Yunan, its Laws would augment his karmic luck to a new height.

As the duo held on to their different thoughts, they decided to just barge in and start their extermination. Yunan was very certain he had enough power to just tear the universe itself asunder, the string of karma brought all kinds of information to him and measured it according to Yunan's standards.

Looking at the universe through his karmic luck trait, he saw that it had no attached karma; except to himself. it was as if isolated from the rest of creation, and that gave Yunan a sick feeling. It radiated from his innate connection to karma, it was more like a rejection of the Law than from Yunan himself.

Seeing that Yunan was still not making his move, Effort pushed him out from Dreamscape and into the karmic universe. Although there were a great many things to consider, as a divinity, the sick feeling that Yunan felt was magnified manyfold for Effort, and that brought out a hastiness to bring an earlier end to this universe.

As soon as Yunan made it inside the karmic universe he felt a perverse sense of rejection unlike any he had experienced before. true, it did not affect him by any great margin, it just felt dirty and icky, to the point that he felt like he would hurl out his latest meal from disgust.

Yunan had seen many unsavoury things in his life, he never felt this disgusted with everything, not on his first kill, not when he let an entire clan die out of spite, the only thing that was even marginally comparable was the feeling he had when he found a certain nest.

Back then his disgust urged killing intent, this time, he only felt like he would rather cleanse his body by searing the flesh from the bone by flame and acid. This type of universal rejection was extremely unexpected but what made Yunan decided to start killing in the next second was a corruption of his feelings.

As soon as the rejection of the universe acted on him he started noticing a change in his feelings towards his family and friends. An ugliness permeated the pure and clean feeling, tainting them with gross and sickening images.

Exploding like a newly born star, he pushed off the rejection of the universe away from him, with the maximum power under his hand he started ripping the universe into shreds, white-hot rage turned into flames that cleansed anything it touched, turning everything into ashes.

"Fire washes the skin off the bone and the sin off the soul. It cleans away the filth. And my momma raised herself no dirty boy".

Yunan did not know who said those words, he did not even remember where heard them, but he found them very fitting for this occasion, his endless rage translating itself into cleansing flames felt like the correct turn of events.

He did not know the cause of this rage, not until Effort intervened and brought him to the edge of rationality. Effort did not pull Yunan entirely from his rage, he only brought him back enough to keep him from doing anything too stupid.

"That Witch has gotten you good, try not to lose yourself yet, the big shots are about to find their way here, also, I would rather like it if you reduce the output a little bit, it is exhausting to maintain our current synchronisation when you are literally radiating my reserves like they have no end".

"Your reserves have an end? I'd like to see it. endure it for now, since I took everything from the Witch, we should satiate her hatred a little bit" responded Yunan from the edge, rage has become wrath.