Odyssey of the Blind God

Nial didn't like to think that the Universe had given him a helping hand in everything he had achieved so far. It made him feel as if his efforts had been without any value, which was depressing.

'But even if the Universe were to support me, I wouldn't have become a Runicier, and I would have never advanced my Mana Core's rank as fast as I'm doing right now if I had not put in tremendous efforts…' Nial told himself in an attempt to accept that the Universe might have its hand in the game, but that he was still the one in charge.

He attempted to change his thoughts and come to a consensus with the fact that some strangers may feel 'comfortable' around him due the Origin Energy inside his body.

Now that he thought about it, Jundra, the Origin, had always been there, either way and had awakened a long time ago.

Furthermore, there was not only him, the Eternal Darkness, but also the Undying, a human.

"This is really a big mess…but I think I can accept it," Nial ended up mumbling after a few minutes. He took a deep breath and added a few words afterward, "though it's quite interesting that there is another human, who became the chosen one. That's almost too much of a coincidence; the two beings mentioned in the prophecy are both humans."

Nial was just trying to ease his tension, but he quickly noticed that he was being looked at weirdly. His perception told him that something was off but nobody spoke to him for a few seconds.

"You didn't tell him yet?" The Oracle's voice rang through Nial's ears as she spoke to Miles, who flinched upon hearing her. He looked at the little girl as if the biggest secret of his life had been uncovered. His eyes widened and he broke into a sweat.

"Eh…well…not ye–..." Miles struggled to give a proper answer. This was more than enough for the Little Oracle to lift her hand and to turn to Nial.

"It looks like your father will have to explain to you a lot in the near future because I don't want to be the one spoiling everything in your father-son relationship," The Little Oracle spoke in a brutally honest way, making Miles want to disappear from the face of the planet.

His gaze flicked at his son as well who looked confused.

"I had told you…that there is something I want to talk about when you will be back…but we should do that when its just the two of us…that's fine with you, right?" Miles asked, feeling intimidated. Nial, on the other hand, just nodded his head. He didn't really know what was going on, but he wanted his father to calm down and get some rest.

Thus, he turned his attention to Meryl and Master Crevian, while patting his father's back.

"I wanted to start the production process of the remaining prostheses today, but it looks like I can only make one or two before I will take your leave with my father," Nial informed the two Elves before he focused on Melheim, whose entire being was frozen.

Melheim didn't want to understand a single thing that the little Oracle had revealed earlier, but every single word was deeply etched in his mind. It didn't make sense that such a small girl would say something so big with such a serious expression…and that he actually believed it.

Nonetheless, it made him feel as if he was overloading with information he didn't want to know as the content was way too shocking.

"If you need to talk with someone, just come to me. I don't really understand the situation myself, but I can tell that you are far more disturbed than I am. You can even tell others about it if that makes you feel better…though I'm not sure if anyone will believe your words, or if they will label you crazy and start avoiding you," Nial tried to reassure Melheim Zorn but his words seemed more like a warning than a consolation in any way.

Melheim just nodded his head, and he was trying not to look too dispirited. Despite all of that, his attention switched over to the Little Oracle, who had returned to Nial to hold his right hand.

'She may act as if she is cute and all that….but she is definitely not human…let alone normal… Monsters really act like magnets…' Melheim realized, his heart slowly calming down after what Nial had said.

"There are a bunch of things I should give you, and there are a handful of Artisans and Adventurers I want you to kick out of the organization. They're already at the second stage of the Cultivation Drug addiction. Even imprisoning them won't do any good to stop the effects of the drugs in their body, and their body's natural addiction... They need proper help and medical attention!" Nial opined, handing Melheim a spatial ring before he used his mana on the stash of papers.

More than a hundred applications were pulled out of the stash of papers and they landed in front of Melheim Zorn.

"Tell everyone that this is what happens if my people cannot get rid of their drug issue. Give every 1st Stage Drug addict one week to show that they can survive without the Cultivation Drug. If that's not possible, kick them out as well. I don't want any accidents to occur in our organization just because some Drug addicts cannot focus, or if they're unable to control their emotions!"  He denounced, and Melheim nodded his head.

He had an opinion similar to Nial in that regard, especially since there had already been a bunch of incidents where Drug addicts had been involved. However, without Nial's command, Melheim Zorn had not dared to throw out everyone, not if the drug addicts were rather talented Artisans or if they had great future potential as combatants.

"Wow…where did you get all of this from?" Melheim blurted out when he accessed the spatial ring Nial had handed over.

Nial just shrugged his shoulders and patted the back of his Vice-Leader once before turning around.

"The Martial Art techniques are not yet translated, so their use will probably be not that much for the time being. Nonetheless, I have noted down the translated name of the techniques I brought. You can share that list with the Onyx Association and tell them that they will need to upgrade their Soul Contract with us if they want to learn one of those techniques. The Soul Contract will forbid them from forging close ties with other races, if they are considered to be hostile to humans, except with special permission, of course.

As for the Orion Artisan Guild, there are also a few techniques and books that may or may not be useful for them." Nial said and he walked away, leaving behind a baffled Vice Leader.

'This…Nial is really amazing…' Melheim could only marvel as he looked at the broad back of their Leader using the runic eye's sight.

While Melheim stared blankly at him, Nial had come up with other tasks to do once again.

"I will create two runic prostheses before I leave. That should be fine with you guys, right?" Nial asked with a faint smile on his lips.

Meryl and Master Crevian nodded their heads meekly. Their minds were still tormented by the words of the Little Oracle, and it was already a wonder that Nial was so unaffected.

It was truly astonishing, and incomprehensible for Meryl. As for Master Crevian, he understood the situation a little bit better than others because he had already heard about the existence of a prophecy that revolved around the Darkness that would become the Universe's ray of hope.

Thus, it was not really astonishing for Master Crevian to hear that there was another prophecy. It was only a little bit baffling that the little girl holding Nial's hand considered herself the Oracle.

Master Crevian had only heard legends about the Oracle, and nobody had ever seen her, or so they said.

The legends said that she was otherworldly beautiful and that even the Goddesses of Love, Beauty, and Lust paled in comparison to her, but that didn't seem to be the case, at all.

The Oracle was just a beautiful little girl though she looked like she was six-year-old. This granted her many brownie points because people would easily underestimate her and allow the Oracle to do many things that would be frowned upon if she were to look like a mature woman.

And this definitely included the fact that the Little Oracle was constantly holding Nial's hand!!