The Cursed Gamer, Book 3

473: Of Course, It'd Be Something Like This

Chapter 473: Of Course, It'd Be Something Like This

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Another month passed, though this one was not wasted by idleness. Neji trained under Lady Life, who taught him how to access his [Tale]. It all started with a talk.

"Fables, Stories, Records— it's known by many names, but the most popular term for it is Tale. A portion of individuals call it Record too, as it's an overall 'record' of an individual's history and existence. A castle of power built upon your past actions and accomplishments, your achievements that are engraved in the bare flesh of existence." Lady Life explained, and Neji was starting to have a good idea of what it was.

This concept appeared in various media and novels he had read in the past. It was kind of a unique power system, at least rarely used.

They were currently submerged in a natural outdoor hot spring located in the forest surrounding the God Tree. Beneath the starry cosmos, they faced each other, backs against opposite walls, enveloped in the hot steam.

"Mortals, in particular, who rise to divinity, are lucky with this. If you have earned outstanding achievements during your mortal life, they often grow and become an exceptional [Tale] once you achieve Divinity." she fixed her hair, putting a towel to make a bun, as she continued. "However, most mortals who rise to the divine never grow enough to put their Tales to use, as they remain weak in the grand scheme of things. You can't access your tales if you're merely a planetary deity, and even as a ruler of a Universe, you'd often only have access to mere portions of your Tales."

She added, "As the embodiment of Life, my Tale is decently powerful even amongst other Class 1 entities. In fact, we are our Tales. That's why we are Abstracts. I am far from the strongest, however. The strongest of Class 1 is naturally The Buddha, and then Maestro Myth. I think I tie with Lord Limitless and my little sister Death."

She shrugged, raising her palm skyward. A green aura began to emanate from it. "Look here carefully. Every speck of this green aura can grow into a universe if I let it wander. This is my natural power. But now,"

She focused, and a swirl of green text, small and a gazillion in number, leaked out of her. They narrated different stories about herself, about life, its beginning, its end, all the in-between, everything. Life wasn't just the beginning, life was everything that was not dead, that has yet to meet its end.

Myths, stories, and real lives – not just the general idea of life, but also every event that unfolded between the beginning and the end, aka death. The concept of 'life' encompassed all these, and everything that was not forgotten.

As people say, 'True death is when your name is remembered for the last time' and it couldn't be more true for Lady Life's case. Lady Life was connected to everything that hadn't been forgotten, everything that was still considered 'alive', which then worked as a source of power for her.

In those texts, Neji witnessed the story of a child being born, living a fulfilling life, raising seven kingdoms, and destroying a dozen others: all of these were facets of his life. Before he ultimately met his demise.

Likewise, an endless amount of stories floated behind her in green texts written in an uncountable language. This was... Life. This was what defined Lady Life.

The texts spread behind her like pairs of butterfly wings, both beautiful and vibrant. The presence of these wings caused the green aura emanating from her hand to intensify significantly. "If I draw a little power from my Tale, the specks of aura can produce multiverses, and beyond. I am Life, I am all that exists in between. I represent most of reality and existence."