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chapter-1117

Dusting the dirt away, he started to explore this place so that he could guess where he was.

The place that he had arrived in was akin to a private garden. Exotic plants, herbs and carefully cultivated fruit tree’s could be spotted as white marbled archways decorated the path.

Sending his senses out, he noticed that it was blocked by a small barrier of sorts. Just as he was about to break past this barrier, he felt the core of a fruit hit him on the head.

Furrowing his brows, he looked towards the direction of where the core came from and paused in surprise.

Sitting on top of a white archway was a white haired woman who had a charming smile on her face. Her ruby eyes stared at him while she placed a finger over her lips.

"Don’t break that barrier now. If you do, you’ll alert them." The young woman warned with a small chuckle. She wore a white dress with gold markings and small jewellery’s such as bracelets and necklaces.

Jumping down from the archway, she snapped her finger and activated a small spell.

Slowly, a vine appeared on the closest tree and brought two fruits to her.

"I don’t know how you got here but there aren’t many who can sneak into this garden without notice. Considering your aura had your strength, you must have gotten here by coincidence. Little Demi God, take this fruit as a reward and go back to where you come from." She smiled while throwing a fruit towards the young man.

Catching it, he raised an eyebrow before looking at the fruit.

Taking a bite, he could feel divine energy flow through his body and enhance his physique to the next level.

Blinking his eyes in surprise, he looked back at the woman who was now walking away.

"Hey wait! Who are you!?" He called out while chasing after her.

"It’s not important. It’s not like I’ll be seeing you again. Ah also, don’t be greedy for the other fruits. If you try to pick them without the right technique you’ll be fried." The woman laughed while shuddering at the last thought, indicating that she had failed before.

"Now then, let me track your divinity back to the right place." She smiled. Waving her finger, a tether appeared from his chest and started to thread through the realms. Suddenly, he felt a tug and knew that he was about to be dragged away.

"Can you at least tell me your name?" He asked as the woman contemplated for a moment.

"Sure, if you tell me yours." She smiled.

"Rokarn, Demi God of Death. Now what about you?"

"Pft, I never said I’ll follow through with that promise. Goodbye little Demi God." The woman laughed as she waved her fingers.

*BANG!!!

Feeling the tether drag him away, Rokarn couldn’t do anything as he was forced out of the garden.

By the time he realised where he was, the garden was no longer in sight nor was that woman.

Sitting on his throne, Rokarn looked down at the fruit in his hand and was silent.

Finishing the fruit, he could clearly feel his body become stronger than ever. His divinity over death was increased to the next level and now he was on par with most gods who also have a divinity level of 2.

Wondering about what kind of garden that was, he couldn’t help but lick his lips in greed. If he could get another fruit, he might gain strength equal to the primordials.

For the next few years, he continuously tried to enter that garden again using the energy of the fruit as a guide. However, no matter what he did, that connection never formed. He even started to neglect his duties as a Demi God of Death much to his sisters anger but he didn’t care. There were more important matters at hand. Plus, it wasn’t as though he’s the only Demi God of Death. Others can fill for him.

Placing down his research on the table, he decided to step out for a bit. After so many years of no progress, there wasn’t much else for him to do.

Grabbing a black jacket for himself, Rokarn stepped out of his temple and glanced at the hellscape of his domain.

Remembering the garden, he had the urge to redecorate this place but that was an impossibility. Life will wither and die in his domain.

Shaking his head, he opened a portal to the divine realms. This is where most of the gods would gather and discuss matters with the mortal world. Right now, the new age will be happening soon so the gods are trying to make alliances with one another so that they could have a better chance at keeping their position once the new age is over. Of course, if they could get a promotion then that’s more than welcome.

Pulling up his hood, his figure seemed to blend in with the environment as no one noticed him.

The divine realms was a neutral zone where most gods are not able to use their abilities against one another unless both sides consented to it. It was a rule put in place by the system and so far, none of the gods have been able to break that.

Looking around, he could see the chosen ones of each god running a small store of sorts, selling resources that might be beneficial to other gods.

Ignoring this, he continued to walk around so that he could find some research on portals and realm travel.

But more than that, he wanted to get some information. If his memory serves him right, there should be an information broker not far from his location. The broker was a god who excelled in information gathering but had little to no combat power.