Free Web NovelChapter 665: An Ineffable Family (2)
Ash had often proclaimed that Pantheos would be the sole remaining existence, and even recently he had resolved that the Mother would be forced to watch as her own creation was shattered before her eyes.
Though she could be seen as his wife, he had no intention of going back on his word, for in the end, the Prime Expanse and the Primordial Expanse were both destined to be destroyed, regardless of her choice to join or not.
In truth, her decision was a matter of life and death for herself, whether she realized it or not—she would either perish alongside everyone else or stand by and watch in acceptance. freēwebnovel.com
Caelan and Kael, the twins, exchanged a quick glance before Caelan spoke up, his voice carrying a mix of confusion and light-hearted teasing.
"What’s gotten into you?" he asked. "You’re talking like you’re about to run away or something."
Ash let out a soft, genuine chuckle as his gaze lingered on the twins, warmth evident in the sound.
"I’m just feeling a bit emotional, that’s all," he said with a casual shrug, trying to play it off. Deep down, though, he knew there was one final place that demanded his attention.
The First Absence.
But before stepping into that strange and daunting place, he had the sense that he might finally achieve his ultimate goal.
After all, there was a certain Author waiting for him.
And then, in the span of a single blink, everything shifted.
HUMMMMMM!!!!
In that moment, every member of the Ineffable Pantheon felt their power swell, their ranks ascending to the pinnacle — 36th Dimensional Beings.
For the inhabitants of Pantheos, those who might one day ascend to this rarefied state of existence, it meant they would become something extraordinary.
Novel Creators.
Yet this, too, was only made possible by Ash’s Divine Absolute Imperfection.
Even so, there was still one critical missing piece — the Sixth Wall.
At present, Ash could do almost anything: edit drafts, read comments, and more. But what he could not do was create an entire Chapter from start to finish on his own.
Achieving that would grant him what he sought above all else.
Freedom... ultimate freedom.
The surge was smooth and overwhelming, their existences expanding as they reached new heights of strength and understanding.
Even Sylas and Konquest, still surrounded by the chaos of the Divine Horrors, felt the same surge of elevation as their power skyrocketed to match the others.
Yet for them, it was a bittersweet gift, knowing that the moment they returned to Pantheos, this power would vanish—unless they somehow earned it again.
Ash had only granted it in this fleeting moment, and now the war was no longer Existence versus Nonexistence.
No, it had shifted into something far stranger: the Ineffable against everyone else.
With a single blink, he warped the perception of all who were not Ineffable, bending their reality.
Even the billions of beings charging toward the thrones were lifted to the same level, their forms glowing with newfound strength—just for the sheer thrill of it.
Creara, seated on Ash’s right, shook her head with a small sigh, her expression a mix of exasperation and fondness.
"You couldn’t just finish this place simply, could you?" she asked.
Ash gave a light shrug, a chuckle escaping his lips.
"Oh, my Divine Fulfillment..." he teased with a playful glint in his eye. "When have I ever done anything the simple way?"
His gaze swept over the group, his voice resonating with both authority and warmth.
"Go break a leg."
And just like that, Ash was gone.
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The others remained for a moment, exchanging glances and light conversation as they prepared for another round of cleansing.
The battlefield below roared with unrelenting fury — billions of beings from the Prime Expanse charging upward in a living tide of rage.
Explosions bloomed like violently in the distance, and the air itself trembled with the constant clash of ideas and divinity.
Yet up here, near the floating thrones, the Ineffable Pantheon stood with the same casual ease they always carried in the face of annihilation.
With Ash now gone, leaving only the faint afterimage of his presence and the lingering warmth where he had sat.
Morphea, still relatively new among the wives, stood with a faint frown.
Her ethereal hair shimmered as she looked around at the others, her voice soft but carrying clear curiosity.
"What exactly is he asking us to do?" she asked, tilting her head.
"Go.. break a leg? That sounds quite weird."
Katherine laughed lightly, swirling a glass of her last deep red wine as the chaotic winds tugged at her hair.
"Oh, it’s just a figure of speaking, darling," she said, her bloody crimson eyes sparkling with mischief.
"In other words... we are just going to do a little Existential Exterminating."
Vaeloria rolled her eyes from the other side, her white fox tails swaying lazily behind her.
"Leave it to Husband to turn a war into a family outing," she muttered, though there was a fond smile on her lips.
"I was in the middle of adding another sword level... but here we are."
Sia stretched her arms above her head with a contented sigh, her blue-white hair catching the fractured light.
"Well, I don’t really mind. It’s been too quiet lately anyway." She said as she had been doing some recovering.
"A little extermination sounds refreshing."
Luna, floating gracefully nearby, brushed a strand of her light brown hair behind her ear and smiled softly.
"Let’s just make this quick... I haven’t touched the Alchemy within Pantheos in ages."
The last time Alchemy had been expanded... was to the level of Endless Realities.
Aphrodite leaned against Persephone’s shoulder, her voice carrying a playful lilt.
"As long as I get to keep my hands clean... you can all do as you please."
Persephone chuckled, wrapping an arm around her.
"You’re terrible. But... you haven’t changed one bit."
Morphea blinked, still processing the easygoing atmosphere around her.
"So... we’re really just going to erase everything?" she asked, half-amused, half-incredulous.
Seraphiel grinned, her twelve white wings shifting as she rose.
"Welcome to the family, Dream. This is how we do things."
The group continued their light-hearted banter, their voices warm and familiar even as the battlefield below roared with fury.
Kaelthyr, standing with his wife, gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"Looks like that brat is pulling me away again," he murmured. "I’ll be back soon."
The Twins, Caelan and Kael, grinned at each other before vanishing into the fray.
With that, the Ineffable Pantheon took off, descending toward the battlefield with varying degrees of excitement — some laughing, others already summoning their power as they dove into the chaos.
Don and the Mother were left watching from the edge of the platform, both visibly shocked.
Don stared at the departing group, his mouth slightly open before he muttered,
"Existential Extermination..."
Then he broke into a wide, theatrical laugh.
"How brilliant!"
