Author's Note: Nameless Death said he would use the Womb of Devil to create an [Akashic Record] for his System. It has been renamed to [Heavenly Records] to avoid confusion with earth's Akashic Record.
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Nameless Death turned back toward the main forge and exhaled.
He had everything he needed.
The materials. The knowledge. The time.
Nameless Death stood up and walked toward the center of the forge.
Just as he reached the main crafting table, the door opened behind him.
Leonora entered, brushing a few strands of loose hair away from her face.
"Oh, you're awake," she said, sounding mildly surprised. "Did you complete what you wanted to with the meditations?"
"Yes," he replied with a small nod. "Is there any contact from the Supreme of Water?"
"No. Nothing yet."
He didn't respond to that, just gave a soft hum of acknowledgment.
It wasn't surprising.
The more he learned about the Supremes, the more he understood how twisted most of them were—each in their own way.
