Re:Immortal

Inside a giant master bedroom, Omis could be found collapsed on the bed. His expression was strange as his mind was full of various thoughts.

The meeting with Krano was still fresh on his mind, along with everything he had seen and learned. 'The Hive', The 'Hunters', The 'Outsiders'. The mystery only kept growing by the day.

And then there was this new chaos or primordial energy. His hand unconsciously moved to cover his left eye. Omis could feel the clone hidden there, waiting.

But he could not risk it, for now, he had to keep it concealed. While the stuff he had seen and learned had caused him to be even more confused, one thing was still firm in his mind, he did not trust Krano.

Perhaps he was wrong, but one can never be too cautious. Sitting up, his eyes glanced at his surroundings. After his little 'tour' with Krano abruptly ended due to their small conflict, Omis was then guided here where he was asked to 'rest' while a banquet was being prepared.

Peeking at the door, a middle-aged man was standing there. He had the attire of a butler. His eyes were red while his black and white hair was kept short and proper, his beard was also trimmed as well.

He was looking at Omis with a gentle smile. Yet seeing that was enough to cause shivers to run down his spine. He would have never imagined it before, but the middle-aged man in front of him was the exact monster that had attacked his group.

When he was being led to his room, Krano summoned the monstrosity and ordered him to take care of him. Hearing that Omis was ready to unleash all of his cultivation base and go out blazing.

Surprisingly, however, the giant monster's body began to morph in front of his eyes until that of a middle-aged butler remained. He then led him to his room and politely asked him to wait as there was a banquet being set in his name.

"Is there anything you need master Omis?" Asked the butler, as he saw Omis staring, his gentle smile not leaving his face.

Hurriedly shaking his head, Omis's eyes squinted as he stared at the monster in human skin and replied.

"No, though I wonder how long would it take for this so-called banquet to be ready?" He asked, his voice firm did not betray any hint of his true emotions.

Giving out a polite bow, the butler replied.

"I apologize for the wait, master Omis, i'll ask for you." Saying that, the butler raised his finger to tap on his forehead before closing his eyes. Omis watched in curiosity as he could see some strands of primordial energy shoot out of the butler and outside of the room. Soon after, Omis was able to spot similar strands that come back and disappear into the butler's head.

'Hmm, is that how they communicate with each other? Something like divine sense?'

"It appears the banquet will be ready shortly master Omis. Once again, I apologize for the wait." Said the butler giving out another bow.

"No matter." Answered Omis with a sigh before his body collapsed on the bed once again. Staring at the ceiling above, various thoughts that he had pushed to the back of his mind came rushing out.

The more he thought about it the more he found himself growing confused, who was he to believe? The Hive? If what they said was true then that would mean that they were not the invaders, they merely wanted to reclaim their lands.

Then there was the problem with the 'hunters' and their masters, the so-called 'outsiders'. What was all that about them bringing the Qi with them? Where did they come from then? And the most important question of them all, why summon them?

What did they hope to achieve? Thinking about all of this, Omis found himself between a rock and a hard place. He was unable to trust anyone.

It was then that his eyes suddenly opened wide as he remembered what Tizzy had told him. He had slowly regained a fraction of his memories when he was in the Song kingdom, and he also had the opportunity to recover more.

'But it all comes with a price. Am I ready for this? Do I really need to go that far?'

Faced with the possibility of his demise should he chose to chase after his lost memories or the choice of living his life as it is now. He was a God after all, not the strongest that became painfully obvious after meeting with Krano yet still a God nonetheless.

Another long sigh escaped his lips as he moved his arm to cover his eyes. The image of Addi, Lu-Lu, Leyla, and even Silas made its way to his mind.

'Those guys should have survived as well.' He thought, trying to convince himself, before opening his eyes and glaring at the monster that had attacked them before.

"Hmm?" The butler's face still held an amicable smile, as he looked at Omis puzzledly.

Shaking his head, Omis sat up cross-legged in the middle of the giant bed with his eyes closed in meditation.

He had nothing better to do as he waited, so he decided to try and cultivate the primordial energy. With his eyes closed, Omis began to feel for the chaos energy in his surroundings.

He could feel his clone steer inside his left eye. Yet he forcefully calmed it down. His eyebrows suddenly frowned, the primordial energy seemed to be different than the one he was familiar with.

It appeared to be tainted? Reaching that train of thought, Omis suddenly remembered what Krano had said about the Qi.

'Strange, the primordial energy here is mixed with Qi. How is that possible?'

When Omis was sent into that strange grey space, the Qi and Primordial energy did not mix with each but constantly fought one another for dominance, neither gaining the upper hand.

Here, on the other hand, things appeared to be different. The two energies were shockingly able to merge with one another.

If this was a good or bad thing, Omis did not know. One thing was for sure though, it appeared that both energies were unable to unleash their full potential as one interfered with the other.