The Record of Unusual Creatures

Chapter 1664: The Dream of a God

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The sudden deluge of information so casually given by the goddess of creation broke Hao Ren’s train of thought. Since he had to reevaluate his assessments and guesses about the Umbral Realm and L’Haronne, he quickly asked for more details from the latter after the explosion.

Soon, he understood many secrets regarding the events after the end of the Deicidal War.

In line with the information they had garnered earlier, the Deicidal War itself was a “planned conflict” the goddess of creation had orchestrated behind the scenes. The entire process of the deicide to the explosion of the heavenly kingdom was expected. As the godslayers destroyed the goddess’ body, the boundless energy woven within the Star of Creation blew outward and engulfed the kingdom as well as a large swathe of the universe in a massive apocalyptic explosion, tearing a section of the dimension apart and flinging it towards the edge of the world.

However, the situation after that was beyond her calculations.

The heavenly kingdom broke through the world barrier but did not fall into the void. Rather, it fell into a dark and failing new dimension. This dimension was very small and filled with chaotic withering energies. It was as if doom was already at its doorstep. In this dying mini-dimension, a few celestial bodies floated about, and L’Haronne was one of it.

At that time, L’Haronne was still a complete star orbiting a darkening burnt-out star. Its orbit seemed to have been purposely adjusted to try to get the needed energy from the dead star to maintain its ecosystem. Because of that, when the goddess of creation and the debris of her kingdom entered the dimension, L’Haronne not only had complete ecosystems, it even had a middle-aged civilization on it.

In the original plan, the goddess of creation was hoping that she would die in the finale of the deicide, and to that end, she even allowed the godslayers to get a hold of the sword she forged herself. But she probably underestimated her tenacity or overestimated the ability of the godslayers. She did not completely disappear after her kingdom was thrown to the edge of the world. Instead, she survived as a form of energy spirit within the ruins, and thus she quickly noticed the existence of L’Haronne, and also realized that the planet was about to be destroyed by the shock wave that came with the heavenly kingdom.

She tried her best to stop it, but her almost dissipated energy spirit form could not withstand such a massive force, and in the end, L’Haronne was destroyed, as it was torn apart alongside the mini-universe in the energy shock wave.

The energy from the ruins of the kingdom became the chaotic mist and enveloped the entire dimension, and the area became the Umbral Realm.

The goddess of creation exhausted the last of her strength there and fell into a deep slumber. Until today, 10,000 years later, she was reborn.

And the Dream of L’Haronne was created in her slumber.

“During the days where I tried to restrain the destructive energies, my only leisure was to monitor L’Haronne. A tiny planet at the edge of the world, away from the Worlds of Order, an isolated yet self-sustaining world, it really piqued my interest.” The goddess of creation looked up at the ruins of L’Haronne, her voice filled with lamentation. “It was an isolated yet lively world. The tiny planet had hundreds of kingdoms large and small, and quite a few intelligent races. They occasionally warred against either other, but the people’s life was still bearable. They had their heroes, their faith, culture, and traditions. At times, monsters would appear and soldiers picked up their weapons as kings sent our heroes to destroy the monsters and maintain the peace. Then, everyone returned to the pub to celebrate. Oh, there were some hidden dragons, buried ancient treasures, ambitious kings, plots both audacious and treacherous, and some little, tiny love between mortals…”

“A utopia,” Vivian suddenly said, her voice sounding soft.

“A utopia, yes, an apt description.” The goddess turned around with a smile on her face. “Yes, it is like a utopia. Compared to the chaos and destruction of the universe, this planet was a nice place. I have monitored it for so long, as I tried all sorts of ways to prevent its destruction, or to try to establish contact with the human’s there, to let them hear my voice, but all of that failed, and the effort sent me deeper into the dream.”

“Looking at its broken ruins before you now, I’m sure it is painful.” Nangong Wuyue was a sensitive person, and her voice was full of sadness. “So it reappeared in your dream, and a girl called ‘Rheia’ lived there…”

“I can’t recall what happened during the birth of the dream. I was too weak then, and my thoughts were blurry.” The goddess frowned. “I remembered the dream had another function… I seem to have forgotten something important…”

“Regardless, you were probably very frustrated with the destruction of L’Haronne, and you were probably blaming yourself deep within your psyche.” Lily went on like a professional psychologist, “So you had recreated it in the dream, and everything is possible in the dream…”

At that moment Hao Ren coughed softly, “Ahem, I actually have something to tell you. Something to do with L’Harrone.”

The goddess raised his eyebrow as a curious look dawning upon her face.

Hao Ren grabbed the MDT and activated the holographic projection, “I had Nolan deploy a few probes towards L’Haronne, and these are the images taken at close distance. Have a look.”

The images on the projection were very clear, and everyone was stunned as they saw the image, including the goddess herself.

On the image, the broken-into-two L’Haronne did not die off, rather it was showing signs of vibrant life with the glow of verdant greens and azure seas. Tiny man-made objects floated freely in the seas and the sky as a mysterious screen covered the planet, separating it from the treacherous chaos outside. What caught the eyes of everyone were the broken part of this torn planet. What they saw there defied all manners of physical laws.

The planet was torn into two, and yet countless of water current and light rays crossed the abyss between the two planets and the seawater that was supposed to flow into the planet’s core were held back by some sort of supernatural force, as they were either stopped near the broken belt, or simply just flowed across the sky like a skyborne river, connecting the two halves of the planet together..

And that did not look anything like doomsday came knocking in any shape or form…

“The chaotic mist in the dimension affected all long-range observation methods and that planet’s surrounding has a layer of bizarre energy disrupting our sight. So only when the probes got close to L’Haronne that they were able to take these clear and real pictures.”

As Hao Ren spoke he swapped the images, and the next image was another close-range shot by another probe, and on that image, a city built on the plains near the mountain range. While there ere some changes, the silhouette, and the surrounding geography allowed everyone to recognize it.

White Maple Leaf City!

“Impossible!” The first to exclaim was the goddess herself. “How did they survive that shock wave?! Their civilization level could never withstand such a disaster, and don’t even start with that barrier, and the structures at the center of the hemispheres…”

“Yes, they could not have withstood it.” Hao Ren looked at the shaken goddess, but his mind recalled all the knowledge about divinity he had forced himself to study, “L’Haronne was indeed destroyed. But have you forgotten? You recreated it in your dream.”

“Dream….” The goddess had a look of disbelief. “I was indeed dreaming, and all of you came from there as well. But what does that have to do with L’Haronne being part of reality?”

Vivian blinked as she looked at the goddess of creation and then at Hao Ren. “Oh my… can it be….” she murmured.

“It is that ‘can it be’.” Hao Ren smiled while he looked at the silver-haired goddess. “A god’s dream is not any dream, especially one with saddled mania and regret. L’Haronne’s destruction was one of your biggest regrets, and your ‘Dream of L’Haronne’ has a very strong motive to it, even if you did not realize it yourself. You were lying here, with the ruins of L’Haronne floating just above you. You had used it as a blueprint for the dream, and that dream had affected reality.”

“That can actually happen?!” The Nangong siblings exclaimed in unison.

“Why not?” Hao Ren threw the question back. “The monster brain could create monsters with flesh and blood from the nightmare, and the goddess of creation is way, way stronger than it, so why couldn’t she create something even more extraordinary?”

“I know my thoughts can affect reality, but I never knew it could have such an effect.” The goddess of creation had recovered from her stupor, and excitement started to appear on her face before she forcefully suppressed it. With a wave of her hand, she pulled out a thick notebook from god knows where, and started to scribble on the notebook. “Wait a minute, let me write that down!”

As he saw the goddess’ rather unusual reaction, Hao Ren stepped forward to have a look, and the moment he saw the content of the notebook he was struck by dizziness and quickly took a step back. The notebook was riddled with all sorts of notes. There were formulas, rune marks, and some scribbled post scripts and memos. The latest one was about the dream, and the goddess of creation was seriously recording down the effects and theoretical rules of her dream affecting reality. She was now setting up a hypothesis…

So this was how the goddess of creation self-studied?!

Noticing Hao Ren’s reaction, the goddess stopped her writing as she looked up, worried. “Are you okay? Better not look at the stuff I wrote, it’s not a secret, but mainly because things that I write can easily affect someone’s soul…”

Hao Ren awkwardly rubbed his nose. “Ugh, I’m a demigod myself, seeing divine writings is not a problem. My dizziness was caused by your chicken scratch of a handwriting…”

She was speechless.

Hao Ren found his response was a tad bit too blunt and quickly shifted the topic. “Ahem ahem, you can put that aside first, and in actuality, I have better teaching materials. Once we’re back you can learn to your heart’s content.”

The goddess did not know what the ‘teaching materials’ Hao Ren had mentioned, but she realized that this was not the time to take notes. She then kept her notebook with a slight awkwardness on her face. “Yes, this is not the time for that. But coming back to that, my dream actually has such a function, a really…really important function.. wait… important function.

As she said, her eyes turned distant as she seemed to recall something important amid her murmurings.

Vivian asked, slightly worried. “What’s wrong?”

“I have a feeling that I’ve forgotten something important, it has something to do with the dream.” The goddess’ expression was weird, as she seemed to be trying to suppress something without herself noticing it. “Why did I dream in the first place… I wove that dream to… to…”

Seeing her bizarre reaction, a chill went down Hao Ren’s spine as a possibility ran through his mind. He quickly yelled, “Stop there! Don’t continue!”

But his warning came a step too late as the goddess had a look of realization. “Ah, I remember now.”

As she said that, the entire ruins shook violently.

A terrifying will had come.