Chapter 4

Despite the existence of many methods of becoming God, they all had one thing in common, they needed the energy of origin. Unfortunately, this energy was so small that it could not sustain the creation of God.

The difference between the Gods was in the energy of origin that the gods could control which made them powerful.

This did not mean that only the gods could defeat the gods, but the truth was that if they did not have the knowledge and understanding of laws and the power of origin, then they could not completely annihilate God.

The gods must light the Divine Fire with the energy of origin. which, as long as it burns, makes god immortal and can only be extinguished by another Force of Origin. But even though I couldn't become God, I did manage to gain a fairly deep understanding of the Power of Origin.

They were closely related to the laws of the world and could not exist without each other.

By controlling the Power of Origin, you can control the Laws and vice versa. By understanding this principle, I was able to face and kill Gods, but I was not the only one.

There are many beings as strong as gods without being gods. They are called the Ancients, it is a conventional term for people who have gone beyond the Heavenly level to create their own laws.

Over time, due to lack of progress, I would fall down, lose control, and my madness took control of me. Sometimes it only took a few years and sometimes many returns.

Due to my technique, I had to limit the amount of my consciousness so that other consciousnesses would not take control of me, which has happened more than once.

At its peak there were trillions of them and the worst of them was the so-called Existence 0 which took over me. It was a collection of many chaotic thoughts which only went to destroy everything around.

After a long struggle, I finally managed to suppress it and seal it in consciousness. Since then, I have taken drastic steps to curtail my technique.

I started by drastically reducing the amount of free consciousness. At its peak, there were millions of them.

Ultimately, I reduced their number to just 20, of course I did not destroy my previous consciousness, if I did, it would amount to spoiling and even destroying my psyche.

I sealed all of them, or more precisely, I put them to sleep so that they remained inactive and could not influence my decisions.

Then I limited the amount of space they occupied in my sea of consciousness. I decided to link them all to one host, out of the remaining 20.

As my main goal was to make them not too much psychological influence, I chose the consciousness of the "sleepyhead" as the main host, so that he was usually not active.

Then I assigned numbers to the consciousnesses. I labeled myself number 1, and number 0 was my sealed consciousness.

Number 2 was one of the most important and useful because it was my helper, an ever-open encyclopedia with incredible computing power.

He helped me with calculations or simply reminded me of current affairs, although he did not have specific feelings, being indifferent to everything, he was irreplaceable.

I and number 2 were the main deciding votes.

We called it the control unit, they meant the consciousnesses that were currently driving the main body, most often it was me, number 2. And sometimes there was another consciousness to increase my power, but since one of my traits was heavily amplified back then, rarely did it.

Each of the numbers looked like me and the only differences were in the way they dressed or how they behaved. Number 2 looked exactly like me except that it was almost transparent, almost like a ghost, but otherwise no different. Only his voice was indifferent, and his face was expressionless.

The next one is number 3, and it marks my pride. Each of them is unique and defines my various characteristics and flaws.

The number 3 stands for my pride and everything connected with it, his appearance is no different from mine except that he has exquisite clothes, full of splendor, he is sitting on a high throne. His posture is upright and his nose points almost to heaven, he looks at everyone with superiority and contempt.

Number 4, Greed, is no exception and no different from me. The only difference we can be distinguished by is his eyes, which are bloodshot and show the lust and greed he represents.

The number 5 represents desire. She is the most distinctive because she looks like a woman, has exactly the same facial features as mine, so if someone met her, they might think we are twins.

Her clothes are tight, and she looks very attractive in them. In my long history, I have had different ideas more than once and the result was that I changed my gender more than once. At this point, my gender doesn't really matter much to me.

The number 6, on the other hand, represents Gluttony. It is not fat or has a different appearance compared to mine. The only characteristic thing is that he always holds some food in his hands and eats it.

The number 7 is a bit special, and it represents Strength. She is presented something like a war maniac, always eager to fight and new challenges.

His doctrine is "think first." His appearance is distinguished by the fact that he is wearing armor and by his side are all kinds of weapons.

Jealousy takes the 8th place, is jealous of everything and always demands something. Besides, there are no more distinctive features of the appearance.

The number 9 place is wrath. He is extremely aggressive and always gets upset by shouting at anyone for any reason. His appearance is no different except his hair.

They are red and there is a bristle of fire at their ends, the greater the fire, the more it indicates the level of his anger.

I marked fear with number 10. Always afraid of everything, he is paranoid and careful. His head is never in one place, he always looks to the sides as if looking for something that threatens him. His eyes have large horseshoes as if he hasn't slept well in a long time.

Number 11 is Laziness. His sloth character, as the name suggests, shows reluctance to do anything, most often he lies on a large pillow with his eyes closed, doing nothing.

Number 12 is Sorrow. He is always sad and never smiles, his head down and his eyes half closed. He is the most common goal of his neighbor's person for amusement, which is number 13, or Smoke, and one of the most active consciousness.