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Chapter 792 The First Generation
This is getting a bit chaotic.

All told, there are now five dead Vovadaos in the southern region.

There are four buried in this Muta alone.

Moreover, looking at the inscriptions on the back of the first three thrones, the times of death were all in different eras. Even in the Yithian Chronicles, Milo could only find the times of death for the latter two tombs, while the era on the first tomb was no longer traceable.

When Milo asked about it, the Nightweaver said that he was buried in another Muta after his death, not here.

Milo did not pursue the matter further.

……

Of the five thrones, four have now become the tombs of Vovadaus, with four heavy stone coffins resting on the steps.

It is worth mentioning that Milo discovered a familiar proverb on one of the thrones—

"Those who sleep eternally are not the dead; in the wondrous eternity, even death vanishes."

That's a line from the Necronomicon, an alternative summary of death.

...

At this moment, all the funeral procession members who entered the Muta Center removed their cloaks, revealing their faces, which were 80% human-like yet possessed somewhat strange features.

In fact, Milo had already guessed the origins of these people.

They are the legendary descendants of the gods on Oribar Island, an "accessory" to the Southern Reach, the paradise of the gods.

These people do indeed possess physical characteristics that no other race has, such as more eyes, horns, or more prominent cheekbones in addition to normal facial features.

Compared to the deformed hybrids like Salub and Kalkson, the descendants of the gods have a relatively "restrained" appearance, with their overall skeletal structure still falling within the human range.

As the legends say, the descendants of the gods are generally weak and powerless.

In the eyes of those in power, the souls and physical strength of these people are not much different from those of the lower classes; they can only be considered slightly healthier and stronger, which may be the result of years of service and support from the Bloodline believers throughout the Southern Territory.

Whether their minds are as mediocre as their bodies is unclear.

However, one thing is certain: in the Southern Territory, the descendants of the gods are positioned somewhat similarly to the "noble class" in Milo's mind.

Because apart from blood ties, there is really no other reason for servants to willingly follow them.

...

These divine offspring, having shed their robes and cloaks, continued the elaborate funeral rituals.

Milo then began to peer into the three seats of the dead in front of him, from newest to oldest.

To his surprise, the scene seen from the perspective of the dead was also fragmented, with no part of it being complete or coherent.

A small portion of these memories were those that Milo had seen in the memories of the undead of Vovados in the swamp; the rest were mostly redundant, obscure, and meaningless fragments.

But they are indeed all Vovados.

...

Perhaps it had been sealed away for too long, and even the faith belonging to Vovados had almost withered away. Everything belonging to Vovados was constantly collapsing, including the memories from the perspective of the dead.

Is that right?

Milo doesn't know.

When he placed his palm on the back of the penultimate throne, some long-standing doubts were finally somewhat resolved.

In this perspective of the dead, Milo saw, and was the only one he could clearly see, a tall, divine woman in different stages of her life: from an innocent child to adolescence, to a valiant adult female general, and finally to a devout and compassionate preacher.

Carefree times, turbulent years, wartime or peacetime, the love in her eyes gradually changed from its initial innocent purity to something else.

In fact, Vovardows was watching every stage of his life.

He has not forgotten the girl. Although the distance between them has become infinitely far since a certain period and continues to widen, He is, in fact, the watcher of the stars, and nothing can obstruct His gaze.

Unless you die.

The girl's death.

And Vovardows' own death.

...

It was only at this moment that Milo became convinced of the story told by the Night Weaver.

Because the Nightweavers did not exist in the memories of Vovados, who died at the hands of the Four Horsemen.

Now, Milo has indeed seen this memory, which can hardly be called a story, yet is extremely unforgettable, from the perspective of the dead.

The Night Weaver was unaware that Vovados's gaze had lingered on him at many moments throughout his long life.

Until the Serpent People flattened the belief system of Vovados, until the lives were lost and the order was overthrown, they were exterminated as heretics, and with the sinking of the continent of Mu, the era of Vovados came to an end.

…Milo watched the entire love story where the two main characters never interacted or had any contact with each other from beginning to end.

This has nothing to do with Plato, because the spirit and soul of the two never came together, and when everything came to an end, the Night Weaver's initial innocent love had completely transformed into something else, something that all believers could offer.

Therefore, in this flashback of the dead's memories, what Milo can feel is the helplessness and heartache that belong to Volvados.

...

But why is it only in the memories of the one on the second throne, Vovados, that the Nightweaver appears?
Milo's initial guess was that all these Vovados who died at different times were actually just an incarnation or avatar of the true master, using methods similar to those of Luque of the Golden Rule.

But when Milo saw the First Throne, the oldest one whose era was unknown, some secrets buried beneath the long river of time began to surface.

Perhaps this time, what Milo is reading is the true memory of Vovados.

No, it should be said, the memories of the first Vovados.

...

Unlike other Vovados, the first one was not a descendant of gods born from the union of a deity and a human, nor did he undergo any so-called bloodline awakening or arduous and lengthy growth process.

He was born already a god.

Worvados's biological father was Nordens, who was known as the "Lord of the Abyss" and the "Lord of the Great Abyss".

However, His birth mother was not an ordinary human from the Southern Realm, but another ancient god among the gods of the Dream Realm—Lissaria.

Therefore, He was born a god, and His bloodline was free from any mediocre or impure elements.

He never appeared on Auriba Island. In fact, His time predates Auriba Island, when the South was a chaotic region of hunger, barrenness, and rampant evil.

...

The real Vorvados, the original Vorvados, experienced the War of the Stars.

Beneath the black cloak, green flames and red eyes are His well-known image.

He was an indispensable force on the Dream side in that war, and made contributions in many famous battles between gods.

What is most admirable is that after the war ended, Vovados resolutely left the ranks of the gods who were dividing up the faith, and stood alone in the outer universe, watching the myriad stars that harbored malice, and gazing at the defeated external gods.

As the Son of God, He has fulfilled all His duties.

In that distant era, the Watcher never truly preached, but His followers and believers were found in every corner of the Dreamland.

……

However, time heals all wounds. Even the most steadfast religious sects can be submerged in the river of time and completely forgotten, let alone a scattered group of believers like the Watchers of Worvados.

So as time went by, and because the gods of dreams deliberately avoided mentioning it, generation after generation, people had forgotten the existence of a Watcher in outer space.

...

What happened to Vovados, which had been in outer space for countless years?
He was almost forgotten, but he did not lose his divinity, nor did he disintegrate and disappear under the merciless cosmic order.

Because he came into contact with the stars.

During the long wait, He accidentally discovered that the external stars that He had once perceived as filled with malice and hatred were actually no different from the Dream Realm.

The two sides in the war are life forms at the level of superiors.

On the outer stars, there also live many ordinary, innocent, and lowly races.

...

I don't know when it started, but the hearts of the watchers began to open up.

Perhaps in the eyes of many Outer Gods or Great Old Ones, Volvados is called "the jailer," which suggests the nature of his duties, since many Great Old Ones were banished and sealed in the War of the Stars on those stars that drift in outer space.

Even from the perspective of some of the dream gods, Volvados's image wasn't much better than in the eyes of those from the past. His departure actually brought a sigh of relief to many deities in the dream realm. All this was simply because of his overwhelming combat power and powerful background…

But in the vast and expansive universe of outer space, Worvados is actually a god who is friendly to the lower races.

He seems willing to accept all kinds of distress signals from the bottom up. As long as the other party has the right summoning ability, He doesn't mind using magic and wisdom to help those weak souls fight against the Great Old Ones or their minions. He even personally intervenes in some special cases to repel invaders from other dimensions for a certain race in that area.

...

During that period, the identity of the Watchers had actually quietly changed.

This is the real reason why Vovados's lineage was almost wiped out in the Dreamland, but his divinity never faded.

By that time, Vovados no longer needed the power of faith from the Dream Realm; his divinity was better interpreted in the outer universe.

Where there are miracles, there is service and faith.

On many alien planets such as Yarn, Betelgeuse, and Vol'i, Vovados is widely known, and the temples and priests there are devoted to the worship of him.

And it was all of this that started the countdown to the death of this guardian deity.

(End of this chapter)