God Slayer Chronicles 69 Woe To The Man Of Hubris

Honestly, he'd heard many tales of the Continuum. He'd listened to the harsh realities and accounts of all those that knew and those that had returned.
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Horror. That was the underlying concept, cruel and gruelling tests that would break a lesser being's mind, snapping their sanity intwine.

Yet, here he was. In a transcendent garden, like that of a celestial, everything was beautiful, everything was serine, everything was… right. Was it even possible for such a situation to be? Had the fateful survivors all been liars, coveting untold powers?

Only… Yang Fu could not know the truth of their hearts, the only thing that he could do was to press forward, even with the tension that was under his skin. Under his brow and in his shoulders.

Unknown to him, what an opportunity this was. Unknown to all those that had come before him. Seven Legacies, that is what has emerged from the Depths of the Continuum.

Cerberus. The Path of the Under-heart, enabling the daring and diabolical to manipulate the paths of Samsara, luring out the Jackal like being that guarded the Under-Dark, the pathways to h.e.l.l, corrupting their hearts and forcing servitude upon them! Inherited by Ki Zong.

Ursine. The Path of the patchwork. An ancient bear made of many different creatures. The vicious heart that could wield this legacy could dissect creatures, implanting their qualities on towards others. One could also steal the blood of Phoenixes and Dragons… making it their own. Inherited by Yu Houlie.

Nemesis. The Path of the Hated, bending Karma to hate you, bending it to despise you. Calamity would befall the bearer of this standard, yet once absorbed… one would transcend. None would be above the tides of fate apart from he who inherited this mantle. Inherited by Jiang w.a.n.g.

Toxicus. The Path established by Daoist Greenshade. The Path of the most tumultuous and unbridled of poisons and toxins. The venom of which could destroy a thousand mortal civilisations with absolute ease, as not only does it poison the individual, but also the heavens and earth themselves.

Blood Sky. The Path of Devouring the blood of your enemies, when in combat or not. Originating from the Eternal Bat, resident of the Abyss. Inherited by Wen Dong.

Silver Horn. The Path of the Battle King. Harnessing the Cras.h.i.+ng and Terrible Energies of your opponents and turning them against themselves. Digging deep, sacrificing your soul, your matter, your energy to battle. Then take the final step, condemning yourself to h.e.l.l for the sake of rebirth… Inherited by Wen Shen.

Each of the names had vanished from the world, either being slain or walking the golden path long ago. Yet their legends still reside, tales of their aguish always concoct fear in the hearts of man and woman alike.

The scene before him though, it invoked and shattered his disbelief within a microsecond, thousand times over. Both his conscious and unconscious mind were working overtime, taking in and a.s.sessing the situation for traps and deceit.

Yet he felt fine, totally and fully. Nothing was the matter; everything could only be described as… perfect. This situation of perfection put Yang Fu on as much edge as the earlier traps that had sprung before him.

Nevertheless, he'd been tasked to do this from his grandfather – the ancestor of the Yang Clan. He'd told Yang Fu that, "The Winds of Change are afoot, Xiao Fu, I can feel it in my bones. The Heavens call out to both the Elders and I… they speak but one word – Yang."

When the ancestors had told him these words s.h.i.+vers had been sent down Yang Fu's spine, he'd acquired the Nine Suns Fury Technique like magic; it suddenly appeared out of the blue. Was it magical? Was it a gift from the heavens that spoke the word – Yang?

It was the only possible solution in his head.

Sitting his skinny bottom on the delicately decorated pillow, he looked downwards upon the obstacles in front of him.

Three items, a cube of many different colours, a box with two keyholes and a ma.s.sive ivory 'tusky-horn thing'.

Touching the Ivory Tusk, a thought entered his head, "Long'er." His son's face came to mind, shaking his head it vanished, this was not the time for distractions.

"Why do I get the feeling this is a puzzle?" Yang Fu groaned, scratching his chin. His eyes practically going bloodshot at the thought of having to do some mental athleticism.

"Okay, lets' start with this." He said, picking up the multi-coloured cube. It had six faces, the centre of one had a prominent symbol on it, with the engraving 'Rubik' in the centre.

"I guess I have to align them so the colours on each side match! Doesn't seem too hard!" A smile broke out across his face.

Yang Fu, with the big dumb smile across his face, looked incredibly satisfied, the cube made of smaller cubes' two across and two deep looked like an easy challenge.

Until… "Oh Oops, did I do that right?"

Swoos.h.!.+

In a flash like an electric strike and with a buzzing sound, the cube suddenly grew!

After Yang Fu second-guessed himself, turning the cube backwards to his last position, it turned bigger!

"What?!"

All of a sudden, the big cube had three-by-three squares within it.

"Errmm." Yang Fu looked around, the smile from his face vanished, trying to turn it again it grew again!

Four-by-Four!

"c.r.a.p"

Five-by-Five!

"s.h.i.+t!"

Six-by-Six!

"f.u.c.ker!"

"AHHHHHH!" Yang Fu sprang up from his skinny a.s.s, throwing the Seven-by-Seven magic-multi-coloured cube into the distance.

Woos.h.!.+

"Take that you f.u.c.ker! Muahahaha! None can match the might of Yang Fu!"

He jumped up and down like an ape, puffing out his chest and beating it at the same time.

Pop!

The sound of water splas.h.i.+ng as something – roughly the size of a stone entered it.

Yang Fu's triumphant face froze… his entire body seemed like it deflated.

Turning around, he saw a cube in the water, growing and growing as a feeding frenzy of magical carp tried to feed upon it!

"Ahhhh!" Yang Fu's voice broke, soaring over to the increasingly growing cube, leaping into the water head first!