Chapter 98: David's Ambition
"What do you know?" Sinbad's voice dropped several octaves, the casual king instantly replaced by a hardened conqueror.
"Let me paint a picture for you. Imagine a fish tank. The fish swimming inside believe their tank is the entire universe, completely unaware that outside the tank is a living room, outside that room is a house, and outside the house is an entire city."
"This universe is structured in layered dimensions, ruled by a strict hierarchy of gods. The current 'God' managing your specific fish tank is Ugo."
Sinbad's eyes widened slightly at the mention of the name. As someone who had conquered multiple Dungeons and spoken with Djinn, the name Ugo held immense significance.
"Ugo created the current system of Rukh to guide humanity toward a unified destiny, hoping to prevent the catastrophic wars that destroyed Alma Torran," Lucian explained. "However, the previous god... or rather, the man who usurped the power of the previous god, didn't simply fade away."
"His name is David Jehoahaz Abraham."
The moment Lucian spoke the name, the ambient Rukh in the air seemed to shudder violently.
"David assimilated his existence with Ill Ilah, the black god of the old world," Lucian continued, his gaze piercing straight through Sinbad. "But David was trapped. To break out of his confinement and usurp Ugo's throne in the Sacred Palace, he needed a singularity. Someone capable of breaking the established destiny. Someone he could guide, manipulate, and eventually use to tear down the walls of the fish tank."
Lucian stopped a few feet away from Sinbad, his expression perfectly calm. "He found that singularity in you, Sinbad."
Sinbad stood completely still, his mind racing. Ever since he was a child, he had been able to "read the flow." He always knew exactly which choice to make, which path would lead to absolute victory. He had believed it was his own innate genius, his own special destiny.
But recently, he had been hearing a voice. A voice guiding his grandest ambitions.
"Are you telling me... my entire life, my choices, my desire to unite the world..." Sinbad's fists clenched tightly at his sides. "It was all just a script written by someone else?"
"Not all of it," Lucian corrected mildly. "Your charisma, your drive, your genuine desire for a peaceful world—those are yours. But the specific inspiration to elevate yourself to godhood, to break into the Sacred Palace and rewrite the Rukh to force everyone to share your exact mindset? That was planted."
Sinbad's breath hitched. He hadn't told anyone about his ultimate, overarching plan. He genuinely believed that the only way to eradicate war was to overwrite the world's Rukh, stripping away dissenting ideologies so that every single human shared the exact same goal.
"David saw a future where you accomplish exactly that," Lucian stated. "He is currently residing within your mind, piggybacking on your soul. He's waiting for the exact moment you shatter Ugo's hierarchy so he can step over you and seize the throne of the absolute God for himself."
Sinbad closed his eyes, taking a deep, shuddering breath. When he opened them again, the sharp, calculating glint was back, tempered by a cold, simmering fury.
"If what you're saying is true..." Sinbad began, his voice dangerously quiet. "Why are you telling me this? What is your objective in all of this?"
"My objective is simple," Lucian smiled slightly. "I'm going to rip David out of you, use him as a key to reach Ill Ilah, capture the black god, and then pay a visit to the Sacred Palace myself."
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